Chapter 11 : The World Comes Crashing Down
December 25, 2003
Misa woke up on her 19th birthday at 11:00, not feeling very well rested despite sleeping in so late. She was usually up by 7:00, but ever since the baby took up residence in their house, she found herself sleeping in on holidays and weekends. She loved her little niece, but she was happy to have no more responsibility than being the fun aunt to the child. Mako was an incredible mother, and despite all the taboo in their society surrounding single moms, Misa was certain Mako was much more capable by herself than she would have been with Takeo. Still, Misa hadn't moved out just yet because she wanted to be sure Mako had an extra pair of helping hands around.
Lately, more and more of Misa's work was being moved to Tokyo and Misa found herself staying with her model friends there during the work week and only returning home on weekends. Mako was still on maternity leave, and insisted she didn't need any help, but Misa knew her sister tended to throw herself into taking care of others and didn't look after herself enough. Misa would always clean up the house or cook whenever she could just so Mako didn't have to do it all on her own. She was kind of hoping she could convince her sister to move to Tokyo with her, but she knew Mako loved Osaka and her whole life was there.
Taking the train back and forth between the two cities was tiring, and Misa knew sooner or later she would have to make the commitment to move to Tokyo fully, but she wasn't ready to leave her family. It was silly, but Misa was afraid something would happen to Mako and baby Mary if she left. Sometimes she wouldn't sleep during her nights in another city, wondering what was happening with her family, but not wanting to call and risk waking the baby. These thoughts had persisted ever since her birthday month arrived, and a small part of Misa recognized that these thoughts were tied to losing her parents and the fact that this would be her first birthday without them, but she'd rather pretend that she was just being silly and scared of moving to the big city and settling down in her career. She was simply afraid of adult life, that's all there was to it.
As much as she tried to convince herself of this, she still found herself quietly sobbing on that Thursday morning, covering her mouth so the others wouldn't hear her. Sometimes she convinced herself that everything was fine, that her parents were still alive and just away on a long vacation like her mother used to take when she was younger. Of course, Misa eventually learned that her mother was often abroad for cases, not vacations, but she was retired so these would be real vacations now. Any day now she'd get a call from her mother telling her how lovely France was and how she'd need to come visit herself one day.
It was so easy to pretend. To bury herself in her work and tell everyone that she was completely fine. Her star power was burning bright and these days people even talked about the possibility of her being cast in a movie or a tv show. She knew how proud her parents would be, and those thoughts would make her happy at first, but then she'd be left with this emptiness after the crushing realization that she'd never get to share any of these moments with them again. She wouldn't be able to tell them about her first acting gig or about her new friends or about L.
She missed them so, so much. Her birthday was just another reminder of all they'd miss out on. All the things she'd never be able to experience with them ever again. She felt sick to her stomach suddenly and had no desire to get out of bed, but she knew Mako would come to her door eventually so they could go open presents. It was Christmas after all, and she was sure Mako would want to watch movies and bake cookies like they used to. It was better to just get on with the day and push these feelings aside.
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After showering, Misa put on a simple sweater dress and stockings and put her usual pigtails up in bright red bows. It wasn't like her usual gothic attire she now wore, but it was an outfit her mother would've loved. Once she was finally ready, she went into the living room to find her sister and niece.
"Oh, you look so cute today, Misa-Misa!" Her sister called from her spot on the floor, baby Mary laying peacefully in her arms.
"Thank you, Mako-chan. Are you ready to open presents?" Misa asked as she sat down as well. They had a small tree set up with only a handful of presents underneath, but Mary was not yet two months old and wouldn't remember this Christmas, and besides they bought most of the stuff she needed before she was born. And the sisters usually only bought one present for each other every year. Mako would buy Misa something really big that would cover Christmas and her birthday.
"Yes, I've got everything organized. All of Mary's presents are at the front, let's start with those first." With Mary being a little baby, the sisters had to open all her presents for her, so Misa opened the presents from Mako and vice versa. Mako had bought more diapers and a big teddy bear whereas Misa had bought several cute little dresses for her niece.
"Oh, I love this one with the little Santa hat, let's dress her in it now!"
Once her niece was properly dressed, and with minimal crying, the two moved on to the presents they had gotten each other. Misa usually went to her mother for advice for presents, but this year she had to come up with something on her own. She tried to think the way her mother would and go from there.
"A ticket for one day at the spa? Oh, Misa, that's so sweet, but I don't know-" Mako looked happy at first, but then looked over at her daughter, feeling conflicted.
"I'll watch Mary for the day. You deserve a day off where you can get some rest." Misa encouraged. She knew that Mako had traded one full time job for another, and this one kept her up all night.
"I'll think about it." Mako assuaged, and then quickly added, "Now open your present from me! You're going to love it!"
Misa found her present at the back of the tree, it was heaviest looking one. When she opened it, she found a brand new laptop. "Oh, Mako-chan, thank you! You didn't have to spend so much!"
"I wanted you to have something you could bring with you to Tokyo, since the desktop in your room is all clunky and heavy. This will be much more useful, especially with you travelling back and forth so often."
Mako always thought so practically, it made Misa chuckle a bit. She gave her older sister a big hug before they headed into the kitchen for lunch.
"What do you want to do for the rest of the day? Watch Christmas movies and bake cookies?" Misa asked.
"You know I love our traditions, but it's also your birthday. Is there anything special you want to do? Like… call up that mystery man of yours?" Mako teased.
Misa tensed just a bit, but quickly shrugged her shoulders to try to look casual. She hadn't spoken with L ever since that call after Tailor died. He had told her he would try to call her today, but she wasn't so sure he would. Kira was still at large, and L was probably still incredibly busy with the case.
"You know I don't have a boyfriend. But maybe we could call up Naomi and Raye, Naomi told me they'd be in town for the holidays." Misa said, although she knew that wasn't the real reason they were here.
Naomi had called her in a panic just a couple days ago. Apparently, Raye had experienced a bus jacking while tracking down a suspect, and while he believed the suspect was innocent, Naomi believed that they had planned it all out.
"Don't you think it's suspicious? Right when Raye is following this guy, a bus jacking occurs and suddenly they are working together to try to stop the guy? And then the bus jacker has some weird freak out and dies?" Naomi hadn't sounded like her normal calm self, but Misa couldn't blame her for freaking out when her fiancé's life was at risk.
"That does sound weird, but there has to be a reason Raye trusted him, right?" Misa wasn't as smart as Raye, and while part of her was sure he'd never make the mistake of trusting the wrong person, even her older sister had made that mistake before.
"Raye told me to leave it alone when I tried to press for more details. He told me he doesn't want me getting involved in the case." Naomi sighed.
A dark chuckle left Misa as she replied, "Yeah, I've heard that before too."
"So I guess you haven't spoken to L lately?"
"Nope, he's ghosting me again. I know he's busy, but I wish he'd make more of an effort to reach out." Misa tried not to say too much, she hadn't told anyone exactly how her relationship with L had evolved over the past couple of months before the Kira case began, but she had a feeling Naomi already had a pretty good idea of what went on between the two.
"Fuck him."
"Naomi!"
"No, seriously. Fuck him. Tell him off, he deserves it. Men are assholes." Naomi had never been so crass before, it was not something Misa was expecting.
"Come on, you don't mean that. You love Raye, you're just worried about him, and even more so because you're not working on the case with him." Misa had tried to reason.
"Yeah, you're right. Sometimes I wish… Well, it doesn't matter now. Listen, I should get going, but I'll call you again later this week!"
Misa tried not to think about it too much, but she wondered if the case Raye was on was the Kira case. It bothered her that L would enlist his help and not hers, even though she knew that was ridiculous. Raye was a trained FBI agent and Misa was just a model. Still, she could charm people when she needed to and could get some information for him. She just wanted to see him again.
She was also worried for Raye; Naomi's nerves had set off her own and she found herself wondering if Raye had come in contact with Kira. Surely if he had, he would have died and Naomi would have told her. Raye was still alive, so it had to be fine. She hoped it was fine.
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Mako had called Naomi as Misa suggested, and the couple answered the phone to sing happy birthday to the blonde. Unfortunately, they were at Naomi's mother's house at the moment, actually visiting family, but they said they'd try to stop by later if it was okay with the sisters.
With that, the girls settled in for a movie marathon of Christmas classics as they drank hot chocolate and ate the cookies they baked earlier.
"Are you sure there isn't anything else you want to do for your birthday this year? We could go out and see the lights." Mako suggested.
"No, I like it here, with you and the baby. I don't need anything else besides spending time with family." Misa's voice cracked just a bit on the last word and Mako squeezed her hand. "Sorry, it's just… hard."
"I know. It's the first one without them. It's okay if we're still grieving." It was then that Misa noticed that Mako had teared up a bit too. She wasn't the only one still processing the loss of their parents, after all.
"One day at a time."
"Yes, one day at a time."
Misa rested her head on her sister's shoulder as they continued to sniffle and talk about their parents. Everything had felt heavier than usual lately and Misa needed this time to process all her emotions. She knew that they should get back to watching Christmas movies so they could finish them before it was too late and Mako had to put Mary to bed, but Misa wanted to just stay in this moment with her sister, they didn't get many like this one anymore. Both of them had tried so hard to move on with their lives, it was nice to have these quiet times where they could just be two sad girls who missed their mom and dad.
When they did turn the movies back on, they decided to play their mom's favorite movie and then their dad's. They talked about how their mom would always fall asleep during movies, cuddled up on the couch after a long day of work. Or how their dad would quietly mumble every line to his favorite films and laugh so loudly at the jokes he had heard a million times. Or even how their dad would carry their mom off to bed, kissing her on the forehead before carrying her off like a princess. These things used to embarrass them when they were younger, but now Misa loved them. Her parents had been so in love with each other, she hoped she would get that one day too. She hoped she had already found that.
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As it was getting later, Mako decided to put baby Mary to bed. She promised she'd come right back for another film, but then she got a call from an old coworker and disappeared into her room for a bit. Misa stayed on the couch, drinking another cup of hot chocolate and trying to decide what movie to play next, when she suddenly heard a knock at the door.
She quickly got up and fixed herself up in the mirror by the door before answering it. Though she was expecting Raye and Naomi, it was a familiar old man who greeted her at the door.
"Watari!" She called as she jumped to give him a hug. He chuckled a bit as he caught her and hugged her with one arm, the other noticeably holding two small presents.
"I'm so glad to see you! How are you?" Misa asked as she finally stepped back. Part of her was hoping to see L behind him, but it seemed he had come alone.
"It's wonderful to see you again as well, Miss Amane. I'm doing quite well, but I believe you have a phone call to answer." Right as he said this, Misa's cell phone began to ring from the table, and he gave her a knowing smile.
Misa hurried back to answer it, inviting the old man inside. Although part of her was upset it had taken him so long to call her, the other part of her was overwhelmingly overjoyed to finally hear from him again. "Hello?" She answered, trying not to sound too excited.
"Hello, Misa. Merry Christmas, and Happy Birthday." L said in a slightly warmer voice than his usual bored, monotone.
"Thank you! I'm so happy to hear from you!" She tried not to tear up again, but it seemed she was having an emotional day. Watari reached into his pocket to hand her a small packet of tissues, which she quietly accepted.
"It's good to hear your voice again too. I knew I couldn't be there, but I still wanted to hear your reaction when you open my presents."
Misa turned back to Watari, who held out the two presents to her, and she accepted them both as she sat back down on her couch to open them. "Which one do I open first?" She asked excitedly.
"The lighter one. That one's your birthday present." L said, sounding a bit nervous. Misa held both up and the one on the left did feel heavier than the other one. They were both small boxes and she wondered if they contained jewelry, but the one on the left felt too heavy to be jewelry. Nevertheless, she followed his instructions and opened the one on the right.
What she found was a gold locket necklace shaped like a heart with a floral design on the front. The necklace looked like an antique and she held it delicately in her hands. At Watari's encouraging, she opened the locket to find a picture of her mother on one side and a picture of her father on the other. She gasped lightly as she traced the pictures with her finger. Before she knew it, she was crying yet again, and Watari was handing her more tissues.
"Do… do you like it?" L asked anxiously. She could not find the words and started nodding like an idiot before she remembered he couldn't see her.
After a steadying breath, she finally answered, "Yes! It's beautiful, L. Thank you, thank you so much! I… I've been thinking about them all day and… just thank you." The pictures were old, her parents looking much younger in them, and Misa wondered how L had gotten them, but she'd have to save the questions for later. With Watari's help, she placed the locket around her neck and just above her heart, where it would stay forever.
"Are you ready for your Christmas present?" L asked after a moment. Misa said she was, but she was worried she'd be crying all night if the gift was just as emotional as the first one. She opened it slowly, but instead of finding another sentimental gift, she found a keychain. The keychain had a cute gothic doll on it, a lip balm, a few cutesy chains, and a car key. Misa immediately noticed the key and held it up in question to Watari who nodded towards the door.
As they walked outside and down the street a bit, Misa spotted it. A brand new red Mercedes Benz. She was too shocked to say anything and accidentally dropped her new keychain to the ground. She quickly apologized and picked it back up, struggling to get her thoughts together to form words.
"You-you- a car? You b-bought me a c-car?" She finally stuttered out.
"Yes, well, you had said before that you've been going to Tokyo more often and you hate taking the train, so I thought I'd get you a car." L answered, sounding a little shy.
"It's so expensive! Is this really okay?" Misa knew L had to be paid well as the world's greatest detective, but could he really just go off and spend so much money on her?
"I do pretty well, and I'd like to spend my money on you, if that's okay."
"I-I… I guess. If you think it's okay… Thank you, L, really. You didn't have to do all this."
"I wanted to make sure you had a good birthday, and I wanted to make up for the fact that I couldn't be there." He said, hesitating before mentioning the second part. She wondered when L had started talking with more emotion or maybe she had just gotten better at reading him.
The reminder that he couldn't be there stung, but Misa didn't want to ruin the moment. "The presents are amazing. Thank you so much, L. I hope we can see each other again soon so I can show you just how grateful I am."
"I'll call you again when I can. Have a good rest of your birthday."
Misa quickly picked up on the deflection, but thought it better not to mention it. "Thank you, L. Have a goodnight."
"Goodbye, Misa."
When L hung up, Misa stared down longingly at the phone. She hated how everything in their relationship was on his terms, but she didn't want to say something like that over the phone. She'd rather have that discussion face to face. She also didn't want to ruin the precious few moments they did get to have together.
As she thought about all this, Watari approached her with an empathetic look. "I know the distance is hard on you… He has trouble letting people in sometimes, but I believe you've made a place in his heart, even if he isn't ready to admit that yet."
Misa gave a sad smile, she was happy to know Watari supported her, but she wondered if L would always be pushing her away like this. But before she could get too lost in thought again, the older man added, "I'd like to give you a birthday present as well, but you have to promise to destroy it afterwards."
Misa looked up at him confused, but nevertheless agreed. Watari then dug into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper that he placed into her hand. He smiled and then began walking towards his own car, "I'll have everything set up for you. I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening."
Once he had left, Misa checked the slip of paper to find an address on it. Once she realized what Watari was doing for her, she ran back inside to change into a nicer outfit. She slipped into a simple black dress and some strappy black heels, keeping her white stockings on. She took her pigtails out and brushed her hair down so it fell simply around her shoulders. She knew L liked her hair both ways, but she wanted to look more mature tonight.
Before she headed out, she found her sister so she could partially explain why she was abandoning her, but Mako already had the right idea.
"Ooh, must be a hot date." Her sister teased.
"I'm sorry to run out like this-"
"No, no. Go have fun! It's your birthday and you should enjoy it!"
Misa gave her sister a big hug and then ran out the door, ready to drive her new car. Luckily, the address was for a hotel that wasn't too far away, and Misa knew the directions, so she'd make it there in good time. She wondered what all Watari had set up for them, and butterflies filled her stomach as she took off.
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When Misa arrived at the hotel, she quickly tore up the slip of paper. She wasn't sure how serious Watari was about that, but she decided she'd destroy it anyway. She took a few steadying breaths before she parked her car and headed in.
She was able to get around the front desk quite easily without being spotted and then headed up the elevator to the highest floor. When she finally got to the suite, she knocked lightly, playing with her hair as she waited.
When Watari answered the door, she tried not to look disappointed, but when the older gentleman led her inside to a candlelit dinner placed on the dining room table, all that disappointment quickly went away. He pulled her chair out for her and placed a covered plate in front of her and in front of the seat across from her. He then grabbed a bottle of champagne and poured her a glass.
"I'll be heading out, Miss Amane, but L should enter any moment now." Watari said when he was done setting up.
"Thank you, Watari, really."
"Don't mention it." The old man winked, and then he was out the door. He was sort of a mysterious old man, but Misa was glad she had him on her side.
Misa didn't have to wait long, as she heard footsteps coming down the hall only a moment after Watari left. She started to become shaky with nerves and decided to place her hands in her lap as she waited for his reaction.
"Watari, what-" L froze as soon as he laid his eyes on her. He was dressed in his usual long-sleeved shirt and jeans, and his hair was just as messy as she remembered it, but he still looked beautiful to her.
"Hi, L." Misa finally breathed. She wasn't sure if she should stand up to greet him or not, so she stayed fidgeting in her seat.
"Misa… Did Watari bring you here?"
"He gave me the address." She answered hesitantly, not wanting to sell Watari out, but also not wanting to lie.
"Right." L sighed. He looked deep in thought, holding his head in his hand, and suddenly all the nerves left Misa. A new emotion filled her instead.
"Well you don't have to look so put out by it."
"I'm not. I'm not, it's just- Well, you shouldn't be here."
"And why is that?" She asked, finally standing up from the table.
"You know why. It's dangerous for you to-"
"But it's not dangerous for you to call me whenever it pleases you? It's not dangerous for you to send Watari to my house with presents? It's not dangerous for you to put Raye on the Kira case?" She interrupted. The last one was just a guess, but by the look on his face it seemed she was correct after all.
"That's different."
"How is it different?" She stepped closer to him now, slowly approaching.
"We agreed on the calls-"
"YOU agreed on the calls. You decided that. You've made all the decisions, L. I haven't made any." She corrected.
"That's for your protection." He said, looking more like he was trying to convince himself than her.
"Is it? Or is it for yours?" She countered.
L didn't answer, instead he walked to the other side of the room, away from her. He was pacing a bit; he was trying to think of what to say next.
"L, listen. I like you. I like you a lot. But it's not fair to me that you've set the pace in this-this- well, whatever this is. I'm a part of this too. I want this to work, but I need you to let me in." Misa walked over to him again and he paused in his pacing. She reached up to caress his cheek and he stared back at her with wide eyes. "You can't push me away forever. There's something here, I know you feel it too."
"I-I… I don't-" He sighed again and closed his eyes. "It scares me."
"It scares me a little bit, too." She admitted, still caressing his face.
"I still don't want you involved in the case." L said, eyes still closed.
"I don't have to be. But we can still see each other, secretly." She stepped in closer. "And you should give me a way to contact you too."
"I can… give you one of Watari's numbers." He relented.
"That's a start. I'll take it." Misa smiled, and then pulled him down to her for a kiss. His arms encircled her, and he pulled her into him further. When she started to become breathless from the kissing, she slowly pushed him back, a small smile on her face. "We should probably eat what Watari prepared for us so it doesn't go to waste."
"I suppose." L said, begrudgingly letting her go so they could make their way over to the table.
"You do look beautiful, by the way." L said as he took his seat. She smiled at that, wanting to return the compliment, but sometimes men were weird about that. Would L like it if she called him beautiful?
She turned her attention to the table instead, and when they uncovered their plates, they found sushi and rice for Misa and a strawberry cake for L. Misa's not sure why she would have thought L might eat real food on a date, but she loved how he was always himself. Then it occurred to her: this was a date. It was their first real date, and she still knew so little about him.
"It was nice of Watari to do this for us." She commented. "I don't actually know; does he just work for you or is he family? He seems like family."
"Yes, well, we're not biologically related, but he took me in when I was young." L answered. Misa was surprised he actually answered her, but she wanted to know more.
"When you were young?" Misa questioned, hoping for an elaboration.
"He found me when I was eight and took me to an orphanage. He adopted me not long after and well, here we are now." L was casual as he answered her, but her heart stung at the word orphanage. That meant he lost his parents too. She decided not to pick at that just yet, not until he was ready to tell her more.
"So you've been working on cases together all this time? That sounds nice. I can't really imagine working with my sister, but solving cases together could be fun."
"I'm glad to have him."
"He cares an awful lot about you." For some reason, Misa wanted to make sure he knew that. He had no one else, but Watari was always looking out for him. Always.
"Yes. He likes you too." L said with a small smile.
Misa blushed as she went back to her meal. She wondered if Watari often talked her up to L, or if he did other things to encourage the relationship. He seemed very supportive of them, so it wouldn't really surprise her if he did.
As Misa dug into her meal, she realized Watari was quite a wonderful cook and it got Misa wondering how much of the work he did around the place for L. Was he always the one cooking and cleaning?
Yes.
Did L know how to cook?
Not really.
Would L try cooking for her?
If she wanted to risk food poisoning.
It was pleasant, asking all these simple questions and learning just a little bit more about L's life. He seemed to know everything about her, so it was nice to get to know him for a change.
"Did you… really like your presents? It wasn't too much?" L suddenly asked.
"Oh! Yes! I mean, it wasn't too much. Well, maybe the car was, but I still love it. The locket too, it's wonderful." Misa said as she grabbed onto it. She really did love both the gifts, it showed just how well L knew her.
"I'm glad. I was worried that the locket might have stirred up too many emotions, but I also thought you might like something of your parents to keep close to you." L said as he played with his cake.
"You were right, I love that I can look at them whenever I want to now. By the way, where did you get these pictures from?" She suddenly remembered, after all, she had never seen the pictures before herself.
"Your mother actually gave me that photo of the two of them sometime after I met her. It was to show she had complete trust in me. She told me it was taken after a case they solved together." L replied.
"The museum robbery! She's told me that story before, and now I- Thank you, L!" Misa said excitedly. She was still holding onto the locket and opened it again to stare at their pictures. A mixture of happiness and sadness washed over her, and she found herself drowning in it once again.
"Misa, you're crying." L said with a frown. He put down his fork and lowered his legs, looking like he was about to walk over to her side of the table.
"No, no, it's okay." Misa said holding her arms up to wave him down. Her mind was a little all over the place though because she then decided what she really wanted was to hug him. She got up from her side of the table and placed herself in his lap, which he allowed with no resistance. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he wrapped his around her waist as she gently cried into her shoulder.
"It really is- It really is such a great present. I love it- I love it so much. I'm not- I'm not crying because of- of the present. I just- miss- them- so- much." She said in between sobs.
L rubbed small circles into her back and gave her an empathetic look as he said, "I thought today might be really hard for you. I wanted to be there."
"You're- here- now."
"Yes." He said, hugging her tighter. "I'm here."
Misa had wanted to be all romantic tonight. She wanted them to drink champagne and confess their feelings and spend the night cuddled up and kissing. She even thought she might be ready to do more than that, but now she found herself exhausted from all the crying and she just wanted to stay curled up in L's arms forever. He didn't seem to mind, and she loved how there was never any pressure from him.
"Can I sleep here?" She asked quietly.
"If that's what you want." L whispered back, kissing the side of her head. She nodded, clinging to him like a child, and he continued to rub her back. She had never felt more safe than in that moment.
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Misa awoke the next morning alone in a hotel bed. She didn't remember going to bed, so L must have carried her. When she got out from underneath the covers, she noticed he had taken her shoes off for her. As she walked over to the bathroom, she saw he had also bought her a toothbrush, toothpaste, a brush, and even shampoo and conditioner for her to use. It was nice to not have to use the hotel provided toiletries.
After brushing her teeth and taking a nice, hot shower, Misa put her dress back on, but kept the stockings off. She kept her hair down as well and left it to dry on its own. She then wondered what her sister would say when she walked back in wearing the same outfit she was the day before, but decided not to think about that for now. Mako already thought she had a secret boyfriend and hadn't tried too hard to press for details before, maybe Misa could still keep it all secret now.
As Misa walked back out to the main room, she noticed L sitting with his laptop and a coffee in the living room space. As she got closer, she noticed he was looking up information on Shinigami. She wasn't sure why L was looking up supernatural beings, but she decided if he wasn't hard at work, it was okay to distract him.
She carefully placed her hands over his eyes and whispered, "Guess who?"
"The greatest distraction to my work that I've ever encountered." L deadpanned.
"Oh please, you're just looking up Gods of death, you can do that later!" She giggled as she sat down beside him on the couch. "Now it's time to play with Misa before she has to go home!"
L looked slightly amused and decided to close his laptop. "And how should I play with Misa?"
She blushed at the way he said it, with those dark, intense eyes so focused on her, but she didn't let her confidence fail her now. "Kiss me."
L leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips before pulling back to observe her once again. "Kiss me, here." Misa said as she pointed to her neck. L obeyed once again, sucking on the skin just a little bit longer.
"Here." She said, pointing to the sweet spot behind her ear. As L sucked the skin there, she moaned gently, digging her nails into his biceps slightly.
"Lips." She said and they began kissing with more passion this time. Misa nipped at his lips and L sucked harshly at hers. At some point, she had fallen backward onto the couch and he was hovering over her, all the while their lips remained attached.
When she finally pulled away, she pointed down to her breasts and whispered, "Here." L smirked at her before trailing kisses down her neck and slowly pushing her dress and bra down to nip at the tops of her breasts. Misa moaned again, "More."
L moved her dress down to her stomach and after a couple of attempts, successfully removed her bra. He then took one nipple into his mouth as his hand played with the other. Apparently, Misa's nipples were quite sensitive, because she started moaning more and pressing herself into his mouth and hand more firmly. L pulled away for a moment, but only to give her other nipple the same treatment with his mouth before kissing down her stomach.
L looked up at her as he pulled at her dress and she nodded her consent. She lifted her legs up so he could remove it from her entirely and then he was stroking her through her panties. "Here?" he asked.
"Y-yes." He pulled off her panties, but didn't make another move just yet.
"Get up for a moment." He instructed. Misa was confused, but she did what he said. As she got up, L laid back on the couch and pulled her to him. It took her a moment to realize what he was trying to get her to do, and suddenly she felt very nervous.
"Are-are you sure?" Misa asked hesitantly.
"Yes, I want to. If you're okay with it." He seemed to want it even more than she did. She was nervous, but she trusted L completely, so she climbed back over him, and he guided her to his face.
He hooked his arms under her thighs and slowly pulled her down to him. He licked up her slit slowly, then trailed his tongue along the hood of her clit. He then gave it one long suck and she bucked against him, moaning his name. He chuckled a bit and then trailed his tongue along her folds again before entering her with his tongue.
At first Misa didn't move too much, afraid of suffocating him, but as L guided her, she began to buck against him and grind her clit against his nose. His tongue was thrusting in and out of her and soon she found herself lost to the sensations. She stopped thinking so much and just let herself ride his face, enjoying the feeling of his tongue sliding all along her parts.
L grabbed her and pulled her impossibly closer down to him, thrusting his tongue at a faster rate and encouraging her to buck against him more. She did as directed and pretty soon she started to realize she wasn't the only one enjoying this as she began to hear the tell-tale sign of skin slapping against skin like she often heard in porn. She glanced behind her to confirm it, and sure enough, L was jerking off to eating her out.
She felt him moan against her and the vibration made her grind down on his face harder. It felt incredible and overwhelming, and pretty soon Misa found herself bending over him and holding herself up with her arms as he continued to desperately pull her down to him and eat her out earnestly. His tongue was sliding everywhere again and made its way back up to her clit.
He sucked harshly at her clit and as she moaned out, she felt him moan around her as well, the vibration bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She could hear the skin slapping faster behind her and she moved up his face to get his tongue to penetrate her again. As he thrust his tongue into her, she fell over completely, her lower body desperately humping his face as she gasped out and moaned.
L was holding her to him tightly and she found herself finally falling over that edge and crying out his name as she ground herself against his face. When she could collect herself once again, she pulled off of him, only to find L a panting mess desperately stroking his cock that was leaking precum.
"S-sorry Misa, I'm just too-"
Misa placed her hand on his and asked suddenly, "Can I do it?"
He stared at her with wide eyes before he nodded helplessly, removing his hand so she could follow his earlier movements. She held him tightly and slowly jerked up and down as he had before. L's head fell to her shoulder and he groaned against her as he guided her with his hand to jerk him off faster.
Misa then realized their state of dress, her completely naked and L with all his clothes still on, but his cock pulled out of his pants. She decided to rectify the situation, temporarily removing her hand from L's dick to pull his shirt up, with L moaning at the loss. He lifted his arms up so she could remove his shirt completely and then she was pushing his jeans and underwear to the floor.
A sudden inspiration hit her as she kneeled before him, and she reached out to lick the tip of his cock, L whining at the sensation. It tasted salty, but not unpleasant. She wasn't quite ready to put the whole thing in her mouth though, and she got back up to sit beside him and continue working him with her hands.
She collected the precum at the head and spread it down his dick before gripping him and jerking him off faster than before. L's head fell back and he moaned loudly as his hips bucked forward into her hand. His hands guided her other hand to massage his balls and she continued to pound his dick. It wasn't long before he was whimpering and desperately pulling her forward into a kiss to quiet all the noises he was making.
She bit down on his lip and gave him a harsh tug, and then L was thrusting up relentlessly as he came all over her hands and his chest. He moaned against her lips as he came and then pulled away, panting like he'd just run a marathon. Misa hadn't expected L to be so expressive and noisy, and she knew she'd want to do this to him again any chance she got. No wonder he got so turned on by getting her off.
They laid back against the couch, still collecting themselves before L eventually went off to get a towel to clean themselves up with. Now with the loss of him, she felt cold in her nudeness, and began to feel self-conscious about her appearance. She hadn't really thought about it in the moment, but once it was over, she found herself reaching for her dress so she could cover up again. This was all new to her, so she had no one to compare L to, but she wondered how she compared to his previous lovers. Were her boobs smaller? Was her vagina weird looking? He had also been with men, so did he find her too skinny? Too short? Did he wish she had a penis?
Was she as fun to touch and play with as the others had been? Did he find her as sexy? Was she any good at sex things or was she just an awkward mess? She found herself needing his praise so she wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.
When he returned, having cleaned himself up and with a towel for her, she quickly blurted out, "Was I any good?"
He paused for a moment before giving her a smile, possibly the biggest one she had seen grace his face, "Misa, you were incredible."
"Really?"
"Really." He assured before leaning down to kiss her once again. "You don't have to worry about others, I just want you. Besides, I'm the lucky one here." He murmured against her lips.
Misa blushed profusely, that was probably the most romantic thing L had ever said to her. "I only want you too."
He kissed her again, but before they could get into it, his phone started going off. He glared at it and let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, Misa, but I have to get back to work."
"It's okay, I should get home anyway." Misa said as she redressed herself. Once she was finally ready to head back out, she gave him a quick kiss.
"I'll call you." He promised.
"You better."
And with that, she was out the door.
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December 27, 2003
Misa had felt like she was on cloud nine all weekend, and sure enough, when she had come home Mako had recognized it immediately, but all she got from her sister was a knowing smile and a teasing, "I hope you were safe."
For once, Misa felt secure and stable in her relationship with L. They still needed to have a talk about what they were exactly, but she knew all she wanted was to be with him in any way possible. She would travel the world with him if he asked her to. She could be a part-time model and part-time spy helping him along with his cases. It only made sense to her that whatever future she had would be with him.
She had been so worried about the relationship before, thinking that they'd keep going in the same circles, with him constantly pushing her away and her having to do whatever it took to get his attention. It seemed like that cycle was finally broken now though and they could finally become a real couple.
But sometimes, you worry about the wrong people and focus on the wrong things. While Misa would always enjoy that night they shared, part of her would feel a pang of guilt that she hadn't brought up one important topic. A small part of her would blame herself for what happened, even though she couldn't have really known.
She thought her world was perfect, finally going the way she wanted it to, but reality had crushed her like a ton of bricks that Saturday night when Naomi showed up at her door in tears.
"Naomi? What's happened?" Misa asked, holding her arms out to the older woman.
Naomi fell into them and cried against her shoulder, "Raye is dead… No, Kira killed him."
And a hollowness filled Misa's chest similar to when she found her parents' bodies. She had wanted to comfort Naomi the same way the woman had done for her that night. She wanted to say, "We are going to get through this. We're gonna find this Kira and bring him to justice."
But all she could do was hold Naomi loosely as the woman cried over her lost love. All she could do was stop the bile from rising in her throat and try to breathe shakily and remain unsteady on her feet as suddenly the world came crashing down around her and the hatred for one person shone brightly through it all.
Kira.
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Author's Note: Alright folks, here we go. Things are about to go DOWN.
I'm sorry I killed Raye off :( I tried to find a way around it, but I wasn't sure what all it would do to the story, so I kept it in. The canon divergence will start in the next chapter though.
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Thank you as always for reading! I hope you all had a good Halloween!