L stood staring over a cliff into the grey water below. He sighed as it dashed into the jagged rocks, steaming. He thought he heard the gentle splash of water against a boat far off, but it must've been his imagination.

"I don't know how much longer I can stand this without someone else to talk to," he said to himself. Just then he felt someone tap on his shoulder.

He spun around to face Misa. She giggled.

"Well, you didn't think I'd come to visit you?" She giggled again.

"But you used the Death Note."

"Do you believe in Greek myths, L?" she asked, playing with her hair and looking rather distant.

He shuffled his feet. "I don't suppose you're going to tell me this is Hades?"

She nodded.

"Actually, yes."

L sighed and gazed into the water. "The river Styx?" he said unsurely.

"Yep," tittered Misa.

"Which bank?" he asked, wondering... well, where in Hades he was.

"Inner," she replied.

A thought suddenly popped into L's head.

"Where's..." he trailed off, because as soon as he'd begun to speak again, Misa suddenly looked away.

"Light's... not here. He's... in the plain of judgement."

L sighed. He didn't know much about Greek myths, but he was pretty sure that you went there after you arrived in the Underworld.

"Misa, where do evil people go when they arrive here?"

A doubtful look crossed her face for a moment. She turned around to think, gazing into the distance.

"Tartarus, I think?"

It was easy to see that she was losing focus as she though about Light. L glanced at her, for the first time noticing what she looked like since he'd last seen her. Her hair was slightly dis-shelved, as though she'd combed it a few hours ago and had stood outside in a small wind. Her face looked sad, as though she was crying, and her mascara was badly dripping down her face.

"You're crying, Misa," observed L.
She sniffled and looked back at him.

"W-was not," she choked, falling into his arms.

Er, near his arms.

L, not expecting this sudden hug, was unprepared to catch Misa as she fell, leaving her in a heap on the ground next to him.
As she got up, she muttered something he interpreted to be "You suck, L." He laughed inwardly. That was just like her...

Was it like her? He'd forgotten.

Being in Hades has that effect on one, or so he'd like to think.