Chapter thirty-six- Aftermath.
To say Misa woke up to a big surprise was a understatement. She hadn't even remembered a thing from the night before. So why, God why, had she woken up with L hugging her around her midsection?
Careful not to disturb the unconscious man, she gently fought to untangled herself from his grasp, though Misa noted with a grim expression how tightly he held on. He was the perfect straitjacket.
"You're freakin' adorable, but let go!" She hissed out softly.
The private detective barely even stirred, much to her chagrin. She gave up and laid back down, pausing to run her hands through his hair.
The contact rewarded her with a soft sensation on her fingertips. She'd never expected his hair to be so clean and healthy. Maybe he washed it after all...
Misa tenderly brushed a few strands away from his face and smiled at the result. She'd never seen such torpid serenity on a person's face. L closely resembled a child with his eyes closed and dreaming.
"You're like a angel," she breathed out in awe.
Her wondering fingers found his pale cheeks, where she continued to stroke him softly. His unconscious state slowly came to a halt as the sleeping individual began to stir.
Misa cooed affectionately to the boy as he awoke. L seemed surprised to see her for a moment, then remembrance slowly dawned on his face.
She blushed and released her grasp, offering a soft, "Sorry," before pulling away.
"No, you're fine," he yawned out cutely. "I was dreaming about you, actually."
A unconscious hand went to Misa's face when she felt her blush deepen. "Oh, y-yeah? Wha-What was I doing?" The bashfulness in her voice was endearing.
L cracked a small smile and answered alluringly, "I don't think you're quite ready for the answer yet."
While the details he withheld, the implication was there and Misa understood it perfectly. The suggestion itself led to her speechless state.
Lawliet found the entirety of it all all the more amusing. "Speechless, Darling? That's not like you," he taunted in his loving way.
Misa finally found her voice. "I-I- Yeah."
With such intelligent words like that, where could she go wrong?
L spared a moment to check the clock. It read 11:65 A.M.. Far too long to be sleeping in...
"I think," he stated, releasing the young blonde's waist, "we should go to lunch now. I believe the children may be missing us."
Misa could've scowled. She could already tell he meant to make it sound like Near, Mello, and Matt were their children. Instead of fighting about it, she stood up and took his hand. "Yes, let's."
The shock was clear on his face.
Matt was the first one to note Misa's absence. For one thing, she didn't come to the door when he'd asked her to sign an autograph. Sure it'd only been 4 A.M., but that still was unlike her!
Mello noticed the frown on his friend's face. "What's wrong?" He obliviouly asked the younger boy.
Matt was jerked out of his thoughts in a brutal fashion. "Oh, it's nothing," he answered back shakily.
Mello rolled his eyes at the obvious lie. "You're staring out the window. You don't have your Gameboy with you, let alone on," he rattled off. "And you look sad. I think it's safe to say something's wrong."
Matt kept his silence for a moment longer before Mello got pushier. "Just spill already, will you?!" The fourteen year old growled.
Slowly, the gamer admitted, "I miss Misa. I can't find her anywhere."
The blonde haired teen felt his fists clench and his teeth grit. "THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE SAD ABOUT?!" He barked. "I COULD'VE TOLD YOU SHE AND L WERE SCREWING IN HIS ROOM!"
Complete and utter perplexity stole over Mello's face when Matt began laughing. It sounded almost hysterical. "Good for him. They deserve it," he chortled out.
Mello did a double take at the reaction. "Are you mad, bro? They're together; like physically! If she gets pregnant, it's all over for him."
"I don't see why. Then he'd have a real, legitimate heir to the Ldom."
"The Ldom? What the heck is that?!" Mello hissed. "If you say something stupid, I'm gonna have to hurt you."
Matt rolled his eyes. "It's L's kingdom, duh!" He replied.
"I'm gonna hurt you."
Matt ignored him and continued, "If L and Misa had kids, their offspring would be the heirs, right?"
"Yes, we've already discussed that. What does that have to do with-"
"And if that's the case, there'd be no more need for us and we could be normal."
Vexation overtook the blonde's face. "No we couldn't! We're not normal."
Matt chuckled sheepishly at that. "Well as close to normal as we can be."
"We can't. Don't even attempt it. What you're saying is crazy. Besides, I'm going to be the next L, and I'm not stepping down for a baby."
"But it'd be so cute!" Matt argued. "Don't deny the cute!"
Mello remained indignant. "Don't care," he grumbled.
Matt wasn't ready to give up. "And it would be L's," he reminded.
His reminder was rewarded with indifference. "Don't care."
He was only grasping at straw now. "And it would be Misa's..."
There was visible hesitation on the older boy's face before he responded. "You're drop dead, stark raving, monkey mad, kid. I respect that."
Matt knew a compliment when he heard one.
The kitchen scene was just like the familiar one of yesterday. Kids and teachers bustled about, chittering and chattering. Kids talked, teachers watched and ate their own lunches.
"Where do you wanna sit?" L teased.
Misa just frowned at the overly crowded benches and tables. "Maybe it's not too late to turn around and eat out," she answered honestly.
"Oh no, they've already seen us. That would never work!" He replied sardonically.
He'd spoken too soon and realized just that when Matt and Mello came running over. "Come on, lovebirds. We saved you a seat!" Matt chirped.
Misa blushed as they both grabbed her wrists and pulled her along. L strolled a few meters behind and watched in absolute joviality.
They're gonna break her, he mused thoughtfully to himself. And then, I better stop them...
Misa found herself squished between both L and B. The primary smiling fondly at her while the latter glared nonsubtly. Misa ignored him.
Matt and Mello made her feel far too welcome to be bothered by B's blatant dislike of her. Near didn't have a much better reaction than B did, but he wasn't so obvious, although Misa got the feeling he wasn't trying to hide it either.
"So, class," Misa teased the boys, full of motherly affection, "what did you learn today?"
Mello cracked a smile and Matt managed to laugh. "That you're such a brat to us," the former noted sarcastically.
Their somewhat mother figure feigned hurt. "Am I?" She queried in an outrageous accent.
"Yes!" Her boys cried in unison.
She opened her arms wide. The two eager boys bolted into the outstretched arms happily. "Good," Misa whispered, "Cause I love my babies with all my heart."
"We're not babies!" Mello argued, to his horror, childishly.
"You'll always be my babies," Misa ignored his glare, instead, patting him on the head.
A new set of arms wrapped around the boys and Misa. L's deep voice spoke huskily, "And I'll always be your father."
Cold brown eyes stared in restrained jealousy. The young albino was left confused.
You know Near's not actually an albino, since albinos lack color pigment to their body, making them have pale skin, white hair, and RED eyes. Close, but not the same.