Hi! Thanks to all my reviewers! I think this is my first multi-chapter story since...ages...
Just to clear up some confusion: Misa adresses Ryuuzaki as "Daddy" (he's softer, he's cuter) and Raito is "dad" (he's stricter n'stuff). Thus, "Misa trying to win over her stepdad" was a pun on her obsession about him in the manga. Oh, and did anyone notice the joke about the doll Misa gave to Light?"
The characters my seem a tiny bit OoC (like Ryuuzaki, being insightful at the end of the first chapter), but this is an AU, and I hope I kept them IC as much as possible.

Next chapter up. My favorites make their entrance!

Misa tugged Raito's trousers impatiently, whining about "good-night-stories, and there must be a big baaad monster in it!" Ryuuzaki grabbed the girl, while Raito managed to save the dishes from an attack by the forces of superhero MisaMisa trying to get dad's attention. Sometimes, he wondered how Ryuuzaki and Misa were able to run the house without burning it to crisps while he was on trips.

"Put on your pyjamas and brush your teeth, and we'll tell you a good-night story, alright?" Ryuuzaki, crouching before Misa as to look her into the eye sternly (his step-daughter thought daddy was a racoon in disguise, so that attempt failed gloriously), tried to reason with the girl. Grumbling, Misa shuffled off into the bathroom, and from the sounds emitting, she was trying to scrub her teeth out of her mouth. The moment she was in bed safe and sound, her twitting resumed. "Good-night story! Good-night story! Good-night story!"

"Okay, okay." Raito crouched next her bed. Looking over her gigantic collection of little stuffed animals, errr, monsters, he searched for a suitable protagonist for tonight. He settled on the blue puppet Misa had, according to her words, sewn herself as a welcome present for dad. Holding the monster up, he wiggled it a bit. "So, this here is Ryuk." Making the doll giving a little bow, he resumed speaking in a deep, growling tone. "I'm Ryuk, a god of death."

While most parents wouldn't tell their little darlings good-night stories about death gods, using scary puppets, Ryuuzaki and Raito had long ago figured out their little daughters' favourite themes. And if she was happy and not waking them up in the middle of the night because of horrible nightmares, who were they to complain? Humankind's standards long ago stopped mattering to them. Looked at in this light, Misa was perfect for them. And she herself didn't give a damn about having two fathers. Probably that was just another thing to add to her list of oddities colleted in her bedroom. Or probably she thought she had one dad as an authority figure and a racoon as a pet in disguise of a daddy.

Misa was delighted. "So Ryuk-san, what does a god of death do?", she addressed the puppet eagerly. Raito made the puppet sit down on the bed. "The gods of death live in a different world. There we…hang around. Play games or just nap. It's dead boring."

"Oh." Misa was obviously deeply disappointed. Who would have guessed life was so dull for a god of death? But, there were still interesting questions. "How do you kill?", she inquired, unwilling to leave the god of death with so little fascinating powers.

Raito pondered. A sense? Too old, used countless times before. A sword? Nah. A supernatural guillotine? Errr…..

Ryuuzaki took over. "With this notebook!" He held up Raito's black calendar, which he had been skimming through, as to copy his trip dates into the family calendar. Misa almost bounced off her bed with joy. "Oooh, great! Tell me more!"

Giving his best gloomy book, L held the book between his index and thumb, lamenting in a dark voice, "The human whose name is written in this note shall die. The cause of death may be noted next to the name, as well as the time. This is how a god of death kills."

Raito had to press his hand to his mouth. Laughter dared to escape him, for Ryuuzaki just wasn't spooky. He was horribly cute, adorably childish (even at his age), but just not scary. In fact, he looked like the mad professor from any decent mystery story trying to convince he other protagonists that his newly invented scrubs-your-teeth-and-cuts-the-hair-from-your-ears-at-the-same-time-machine was able to function perfectly well, even though it lay in smoking heaps behind him.

"Wonderful! And why did you come to the human world now, Ryuk-san?" Misa was absolutely fascinated, and Raito let the doll fly a little circle above her head. "Because, as I told you before, I was so bored in the realm of the gods of death." The doll settled in front of Ryuuzaki. "And thus, I dropped my, errrm, death note in the human world." Misa clapped her hands. "So the notebook is called a death note? How cool! And what happened to the note? Did somebody find it? And what did they do?"

Raito smiled. Funny, how Misa participated in these games. She always led the stories on, and made Raito tell her anything she wanted to hear. To which he gladly obliged. After all, he loved her to death, his cute little daughter.

"A young student named Kira found it. He was unbelievably smart, and soon, he figured out how to use the note."
"Oh. Misa's eyes went round. "Do you mean he killed people?"
"Yes." Ryuk-san bowed once again. "I watched him."
"But! You can't just kill people you don't like! This guy's mean!" Misa grasped the doll and shook it. Raito quickly retrieved the puppet, saving it from further damage.

"Yes, but you know, he, well, he only killed criminals. People who had killed or raped or stolen. This Kira-kun wanted to make the world a better place."
Misa furrowed her brows. "But won't people notice he kills others? Even if they're just criminals? The police would stop him, wouldn't you?" She gave daddy big eyes. "You always catch people who do wrong. And dad does so too. Wouldn't you try to find him?"

Ryuuzaki crooked his head, then took another puppet from the vast collection residing on Misa's bed. It was yellow and blue, and very thin. "Yes, Misa-chan, you're right. Somebody tried to catch Kira-kun, and this person was a very secretive detective. He was clever enough to understand that Kira-kun needed the names of the persons he wanted to kill. So, he gave himself the pseudonym "L". Isn't that smart?"

"It is!" Misa cheered. Then she turned to the other puppet, addressing it politely. "And who are you, may I ask?"
The doll did a little courtesy, and answered in a dark voice, "I'm Rem. I am also a god of death." Misa nodded, satisfied. Casting her attention upon Raito once again, she inquired, "So did L-kun find Kira-kun?"
Raito made an exasperated gesture with the doll's arm. "Yes, he did. Because, you know, power corrupts people. He was very corrupted and a bit insane. He tried to kill L-kun, and succeeded, but L-kun had laid out enough hints to the other policemen, so they captured Kira-kun."
Misa's face fell. "Why didn't L-kun survive? Wasn't he smart enough? And what happened to Kira-kun?"

"Well…", Raito gave Ryuuzaki a helpless glance. The other man grinned and raised Rem-san to sit before Misa. "Of course, L-kun was very intelligent. But sometimes, sacrifices have to be made on the way. He was confident that justice would prevail, and Kira-kun was in fact captured."
"But,", Raito set Ryuk-san into motion again, making the puppet shrug his shoulders, "I felt a little bit of pity for Kira-kun. After all, he was just a kid. And the death note is not designed for use by humans. They turn crazy when they use it. So, before he was killed by the policemen, I wrote his name down in my own death note. Therefore, he died to face higher judgement. You know, a human who uses the death note can't go to hell or heaven. He becomes a death god himself." Raito took a deep breath. Nobody ever said making up a good bedtime story was a simple task. And telling it in such an amazing speech tempo Misa was unable to disrupt made it all the more a daily challenge.

Misa stared in fixed awe at Ryuk-san. "Woooooow!", she squealed, making up for almost one and a half minute of muteness. "So Kira-kun is now a god of death himself? Is he a cute deathgod? Oh, tell me he's cute and handsome! Though he can't be as handsome as Dad, nobody could compare to Dad, don't you agree, Ryuk-san….", she trailed off, staring at the collection of stuffed toys, little stars blinking in her eyes. "Errr….yes?", Raito supplied uneasily, slightly swamped by this fangirl-attack upon his person. By his step-daughter, no less.

Ryuuzaki just sighed. This was not the first time he had to endure Misa's Dad-is-so-perfectly-perfect-ramblings. His worries about her trying to win over her stepdad didn't just sprout from nowhere, after all. Just to make his point (Raito was his, his, his – not that he was slightly obsessed with his husband, the man was just, let's say, a very fascinating person), he beamed at Misa, declared "Yes, I agree." and leaned over to place a prominent kiss on Raito's still agape lips.

Softly, Raito closed the door behind him, hoping Misa would sleep the night through – sometimes, she barged into their bedroom at 4 a.m. and requested cuddling with the two sleepy, overworked dads. Ryuuzaki cast him a questioning glance. "Tired?"
"Yes." Raito exhaled, flopping into the next chair. "But I won't be able to sleep right now anyway. Just, tell me was happened in the meanwhile."

Ryuuzaki slid into a chair next to him, carefully folding himself up into his very unhealthy and bone-torturing position. "Well, Misa made friends with a boy from school, a weird, sorry, perfectly normal kid obsessed with toys. He was over a few times, most of the time they argued. But they seem to like each other nonetheless." He crooked his eyebrows as if contemplating the last statement. "And I had a fight with this police detective. He was on the same case as me, and we really had a brawl."
Raito frowned, concerned. "What happened? Did he hinder your investigation?"
Surprised, Ryuuzaki looked up. "What? No, no. We were actually working together, quite well I daresay. But…." His face turned grim, "…he stole my chocolate! Really good chocolate from the Netherlands "

Raito stared. "Okay…two grown man over thirty had a fight over chocolate? Did I get that right?"
"Yes." Ryuuzaki obviously didn't grasp that there could be anything weird about that.

Okay, now it's going to be a bit of a break. I'm off to work, and don't have time to upload.
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