A/N: Well, here is the third chapter! It was strange, I originally wanted the third chapter to be about Mello, but Misa came out instead which is strange, because I don't like her that much. Anyway, here it is.
Misa didn't like this.
She sighed, and opened her eyes. She didn't do this very often, because she didn't like the dark and it was easier to just ignore it than to face it. But now, she was sick of it already. She was in the uncomfortable position of not really being in any position at all. Ugh, why did she commit suicide, anyway? Being alive and miserable sure beat being dead and absolutely depressed. Misa had a feeling she had been here for a terribly long time, and if she wasn't dead already, she'd have died of boredom.
She hadn't expected this. She had expected to go somewhere, anywhere. Misa hadn't been sure if she would have gone to heaven or hell, but she didn't want this darkness! It was scary. She wished she had Raito with her.
Oh, Raito! He must be missing Misa so much right now, he must be! It was such a shame for them for them to be parted before their marriage. And now she couldn't even remember what he looked like. This was so annoying!
One of the worst things, however, was the feeling that she had forgotten something that had been vitally important in her not-so-long-lasting life. Something to do with criminals.
Sometimes, she suddenly saw monsters in her mind. Horrible beings, but she felt safe when she remembered them. There was also this thing with apples that she couldn't quite put her finger on. Misa knew she had never taken a particular liking to the fruit, she much prefered strawberries. Ah, the apples were nagging at her mind!
One day-night? Darkness is so confusing-, Misa remembered the day she saw Raito for the first time. She didn't exactly remember where or when, but she remembered the who and what. As she relived that day, she saw something. Why were there numbers and letters hovering above the names of the passer-by?
Another day, she remembered something else. Lately, all her memories were filled with these letters and numbers so she didn't pay much attention to them.
It was at Raito's university, and she was meeting one of his friends. She didn't remember who, or what he looked like, but she vaguely recalled him being rather important. And then she saw it.
Lawliet.
Lawliet! That word-name, she guessed- had been so hugely important! She recalled Raito asking her again and again for it, and her being unable to answer his questions. She knew it tore her apart to be of no use to Raito, and now she remembered! This was great! Now all she had to do was tell-
Shit.
Misa really didn't like this.