This one will be a Misa chapter! How exciting.

11. Roses

Light brought Misa a dozen white roses wrapped in plastic packaging from the grocery store when he came for his obligatory visit that weekend. Misa was thrilled.

At first.

Light gave her the rundown of what he expected from her the upcoming week, and ten minutes later was ready to leave.

"Light, please. Won't you stay with me tonight?" Misa asked hopelessly. She knew the answer before he spoke.

"Misa, you know that's just not a possibility right now. I'm a little annoyed that you keep asking. Use your head, Misa!" Light said angrily.

"Sorry, Light," she said with a sigh. Someday, they would be able to be together, once Light was known all over the world as god, and her, Misa, as his goddess. Then they would have everyday for the rest of their lives, and she would finally be able to be Light's wife.

Someday.

Light left, kissing her dispassionately, and disappeared without an 'I love you'.

As the woman sat their alone in her apartment, the pasty white roses in a too-big vase on her coffee table, she began to think about the last time she'd seen white roses – on the coffins of her mother and father. Ever since then, she had not been able to think of them the same way.

Of course Kira would give her a gift that made her thing of funerals and death. Come to think of it, that described their relationship perfectly.

She pushed the thoughts out of her mind. He was trying. And it was very thoughtful of him to bring her flowers.

Misa curled up on her couch, her favorite TV program on, but she couldn't concentrate on it. The smell of the roses overwhelmed her, and she just couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up the vase with the flowers, marched over to her coat closet, and stuck the vase on the highest shelf. She sat back down to watch TV, feeling only slightly guilty.

She'd told him before, she hated roses.

But what if he came back, and saw that she hadn't appreciated his gift? Misa worried.

Oh, who was she kidding? He wasn't coming back.

Misa? Hate a gift from Light? I can only see this happening towards the end, with that whole Takada situation.

I'm also pretty sure that Misa has worn roses before, which stands to suggest that she doesn't hate them. Oh-well. This is a fictional story after all.

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