Before I start off with the chapter, I'd like to make a note to ALL READERS. And feel free to repost this message:

You are loved; whether big or small, boy or female, young or old, we love you. And we don't want to you change a single thing about yourself. Stay the same, and please, find qualities that you like about yourself and others.

And so, now I ask you to do something for me: share the love. Be nice today. Smile and laugh and show lots of love towards others. Help me share the happiness!

And remember, love=life.

Chapter twenty-five- Misa's ring: part three.

The taskforce men looked on in assorted expressions of amazement, confusion, and boredom as they entered the Happy Heaven Jewelry store. Needless to say, Matsuda was the only one happy to be there.

"I don't see how this is critical to the case," Light muttered underbreath, playing the part of the jealous ex-boyfriend to the cue.

Ryuuzaki detected the act immediately. He would play a bit of a ruse himself. "On the contrary, Light. Misa's suspected of being the second Kira, therefore, there's no need to arouse suspicion in her. It's better to give into her little whims than to make her cynical. Besides, if it's over something so little, like for instance; a wedding ring, I can easily provide her one."

"Yes, easily. And you're saying you're going to spoil her?"

Ryuuzaki, who hadn't been paying attention, was busy gazing at a black, diamond ring instead. It screamed Misa.

Matsu hit him in the arm. He looked at the blanching older man. "Yes?"

"Oh, uh, Light asked you a question, Ryuuzaki."

L turned an apathetic look Light's direction. "Yes, Light?" He addressed the serial killer coldly.

"I asked you if you plan on spoiling Misa."

"Essentially, yes. That would be part of the plan. Besides, if Matsuda can keep her busy enough, I can easily slip into her room and search it."

Light turned a strange gawk at him. Surprise was clear on his face. "Doesn't that classify as 'invasion of privacy'?" He queried uneasily. "That's illegal!"

The older man disagreed. "Not quite. She's living in my house and sleeping in my bed." He ignored the weird looks the taskforce members gave him and continued, "Therefore, legally, I'm still within the law."

"L," Watari chimed in, hoping to break the unwanted tension between the two men. "I believe we're here for a very special reason. Can we get back to the matter at hand?"

Ryuuzaki nodded his agreement. "Duely noted, Watari. He's right, Light. We should be finding Misa's ring instead of fighting over our knowledge of the law." Ryuuzaki couldn't resist a dirty jab Light's way. "You're her ex. What do you think she'd like?"

Light almost felt his fists clench at the jest. He forced a carefree expression onto his face. Time for payback... "You're right. I should help you. I have the most knowledge of her likes and dislikes anyway."

The underlying message did not go without detection from our favorite detective. He took it with a smile of his own. "Yes, of course. I welcome the help, Light. Anything to keep you in the marriage loop."

Watari inwardly winced and resisted the tempting urge to groan aloud. Had his words fallen on deaf ears? Nevermind that. He wouldn't get involved, this time. He could only hope L knew what he was doing...

"Yes, of course. I'd like nothing better than that," the snarky tone was evident in his words.

"The percentage of you being Kira has arisen to a 20% chance."

The tension between the two swirling in the air was enough to cause a few people to turn their heads in their direction, and look on in interest. Had the weird, slouchy one said something about Kira?

"Guys," Matsuda panicked, catching the nosey glances, "I think we should probably leave now."

Ryuuzaki stared him hard in the eye. "Nonsense, Matsuda. We just got here."

"Yes, but I think we've out stayed our welcome." He nervously scanned the room and its people.

Ah, so these three men were all together, picking out a single ring for a lucky lass? Inconceivable!

L and Light finally noticed the commotion they'd caused. L bit the edge of his finger thoughtfully. "Yes, Matsu, it's seems you're right. For the first time, may I add?"

"You're so mean to me," Matsuda, in turn, grumbled. "I don't know what I did to deserve it."

"Because you're MATSUDA," grumbled the moody twenty-four year old.

Light simply nodded his agreement. "Come on, Ryuuzaki. Let's go before the whole store eavesdrops on our conversation." He shot a few harsh glances around the room.

The certain receivers either looked away guiltily, or rolled there eyes before averting their ocular objects.

L paid no mind, instead, returning his gaze back to ring he'd been closely studying before. He gestured a worker over. "This is it," he announced, "The perfect one for Misa."

He could have sworn he heard clapping, but when he turned around, the nosey onlookers were ignoring him. And when he'd turned back, more applause.

"Glad to hear it," the young man replied with a friendly beam. His name tag read, 'Ryoto Kizawa.' He couldn't be much older than L. "Will there be anything else for you today, Sir?"

Ryuuzaki shook a messy mop of hair. "No. This'll be it."

The kind man's smile didn't even budge an inch. "Okay that'll be ¥59,697,349,974.82."

($498,999,999.89 in American currency)

Matsu's eyes went unbelievably wide. "Tha-Tha-Tha-That much?" He whimpered as Ryuuzaki pulled the yen out.

"Yes, Matsuda," he replied mildly. "That much."

Light watched with twisted amusement as the older man blanched furiously. "I-I need to sit down," he murmured shakily.

L fought his own amusement over Matsuda's reaction. He caught L's eye from the corner of his own. "Pleasure doing business with you, Sir. Have a good day, then."

Lawliet nodded and returned a slight smile his way and fangirls everywhere in the world squealed with delight. Misa was in for the biggest surprise of her life. All nineteen years of it.

P.s., I totally got Princess Bride vibes at the "inconceivable!" part. I hope you did, too. Oh, I DON'T OWN PRINCESS BRIDE OR DEATH NOTE. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS.