The rest of the day was considerably boring after the excitement had died down. Sayu and Sachiko didn't stay for long, choosing to go home, though they were infinitely happy for the couple. Light had settled into his work comfortably, and the only real difference was that every so often he would glance over at Misa, who was sprawled out on a chair, often on her phone as she tried to schedule doctor's appointments or was on her laptop looking up information about her pregnancy.
Misa, for her part, knew better than to disturb Light at work. She only talked to him to let him know when the doctor's appointments were so that he could prepare accordingly with his work schedule. He'd nodded to those, and in turn reminded her when it came time to take the vitamins she'd gotten after going to the doctor the previous day, since he kept better tabs on time than she.
They went to lunch together, talking all the while. Light asked Misa dozens of questions, completely interested. He wanted to know how she was feeling, what foods she was craving, what he could do to make her feel happier. It was the most interest he had ever expressed in her, and the reason why was hardly surprising. She happily answered every question. His joy was infectious to her, and hers to him. They were continuously feeding off of the emotions of one another in a cycle that didn't seem to end.
When Light returned to work, Misa plunked herself in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning her head on his shoulder to sleep as Light continued working, and simultaneously planning out the Kira case. He didn't have to worry about disturbing her- she always slept like a rock when she slept on him. When she stirred, maybe two hours later, he automatically adjusted himself so that she would remain comfortable.
She woke up anyways, yawning. He gave her a kiss without even taking his eyes from the screen.
"You slept a long time." He said.
"How long?"
"Two hours. Close to two and a half."
"That's weird. I don't usually nap."
"You're pregnant, Misa. Your body needs more energy."
"True." She said. "What'd I miss?"
"Not much, really. I'm not much further along than I was when you took your nap. The only thing I've come up with at this point is that if Kira dropped off the face of the earth, or just stopped killing, we'd have no way to track them. There's no discernible pattern to where the killings are going to occur next, no geographic logic to it. Japan, the United States, England, Russia, Italy, China… There's no rhyme or reason to it, no break in a pattern of something so random to begin with that we could catch them. I keep thinking if there was a pattern, we could trace it, but there just isn't and it's frustrating."
"Maybe you're wrong." Misa said. "Maybe there is a pattern."
He looked at her, stopping in his typing. "How do you mean?"
"Well, there's more places to look for patterns than just geography. Look at the rank of criminals killed in countries, or patterns in age, or even look for differences in causes of death and see if that makes a pattern." She said.
Light brightened at that, internally laughing at the fact that they were actually having that fake discussion, and gave her another kiss. "Thank you."
She gave him a kiss. "You're welcome."
He continued on with his work, occasionally asking her opinions on things if he couldn't make a firm decision. She was glad to assist, feeling more of a part of the task force. He knew she tended to play dumb, but she was wise in her own way when it came to helping others with making decisions.
When it came to be six o'clock, the two of them decided to head home. He gave her his jacket as they walked, realizing she was cold as the sun had already dipped below the horizon, and had one arm around her waist. When they got to their apartment, Misa flopped down onto the couch.
"I'm so tired. Is it time for bed yet?" She asked.
"We still need to eat dinner." He chuckled.
"Was that a laugh?" She asked, pouting.
He saw the look on her face and debated on saying yes. "…No."
She nodded, satisfied. "Right."
He wanted to be careful of her mood swings. He didn't want to upset her. "What are you hungry for?"
"Everything. I feel like I haven't eaten in months. I'll eat anything."
"Help me narrow it down. Fish, rice, miso soup, mochi…?"
"Yes."
"To…?"
"All of them."
He smiled, biting back a laugh. "Alright."
He went to the kitchen and began cooking, and heard Misa flipping on the TV in the living room. He was done quicker than expected, but when he went to get her found that she'd fallen asleep. He didn't have to suppress his laugh that time. Still, he went over to her, gently shook her shoulder. "Misa?"
"Mmmm?" She asked, eyes fluttering open.
"Dinner's ready."
She needed no prompting to get off the couch after that. He sat at the table, taking what he liked of the food before leaving the rest, and finding himself shocked when she ate everything, even though he'd made enough for three people. He was careful, though, to not laugh.
When she was done, she looked so exhausted that he thought he might have to keep her from falling asleep at the table. So, he did the sensible thing and carried her to their bedroom. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow. He removed her shoes, tucked her in, before he went to clean the dishes from dinner. That done, he settled in at his desk to write his amount of names in the Death Note for the day.
It was at that point that Ryuk, who had been steadily observing everything that had happened in the last day but not saying anything, finally spoke up.
"Well, you're certainly different." He said, perching himself atop Light's desk and taking a bite of an apple.
"Everything is different now, Ryuk. All of this time I've been trying to make a new world without criminals, but I'd never pictured a child of mine in it. It really got me thinking about what's important."
"Which is?"
"The reason why I wanted to make this new world in the first place. I wanted to make a world where everyone was kind, honest, hardworking, and trustworthy. And now that Misa's pregnant I realize that's the kind of world I want my child to live in. I started this new world for myself, but I'm making it happen now for my family. And someday, when my daughter or son grows up and is old enough, I'll pass on the Death Note to them. I'm not just creating a new world, I'm creating a legacy for my child to inherit. I'll instruct them in the way of Kira, and someday they will become God when my time comes and you write my name in your Death Note." He explained.
"And Misa?"
"She's carrying my child, Ryuk. It changed how I view her. I don't know how to explain it. She just seems so beautiful to me now. I think I might be falling in love with her, but I don't know if it will still be that way after the baby is born. But no matter what, I have to protect her and the baby at all costs. Whatever she wants me to do, I'll do.
Ryuk, in response, bit his apple again and swallowed a bite.
"Humans are so interesting."