A/N: So, since my heart has been thoroughly ripped out of my chest, it has given me plenty of emotion to write with. At least I can write a pretend-love. Excuse me while I go choke on my vomit and tears.

Xena-Morinozuka: Yes, Light does need to be punched in the face. You are welcome to do that.

AlmostOverTheEdge: I feel that people make Misa really retarded in fanfictions, but I generally don't like making my versions of characters dumb. Since I do not feel that I am a dumb person, it is hard to portray one as. And yes, Light is a lame-o for just sleeping. I make him lame because he is. He will continue to do lame things.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, Death Note: Another Note, Where'd You Go?, or Fort Minor.

~Just Be Normal For A Bit~

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The first pubic hair L ever got, he felt the need to show me immediately. He was a bit of a late bloomer (puberty started for him at age 13, almost 14) and was scared out of his mind. L was too awkward to ask his grandfather about it and Near was too young to know about this stuff, so he came to me. I must say, it was super weird to be inches away from your best friend's penis, looking at his first pubic hair. It's ridiculous and strange, but I knew I was in love with L at that moment, face to face with what is now part of his happy trail.

We sat silently at my kitchen table, exhausted. After the phone call with L, Misa and I stayed up for the rest of the night thinking of ways to convince Lawli that Light is a terrible person without actually telling him the truth. In short, our ideas sucked and didn't even sound like real stories.

I sighed and looked at Misa, who was playing with a bobby pin she seemed to pull out of no where. "Maybe… we should just tell him the truth."

Misa's actions froze, the air in the room became horribly tense and awkward and angry. She looked at me like she wanted to punch me, slap me, or set me on fire. Maybe all three, possibly at the same time.

"You know I really don't like talking about it." Misa forced her gaze away from me and threw her bobby pin somewhere across the room. "If L found out what happened, I can't guarantee Light will stay alive. You only know because you saw."

I flinched at the memory. It was one of the few memories in my head that I could remember in detail, down to what Light was wearing that day to what colour of eyeliner Misa had on. Light was wearing some gay flannel shirt and Misa had on brown eyeliner with glitter in it.

I could still remember the muffled yells and scream before ripping Misa's bedroom door in fear, stupidly thinking that someone was trying to break into her house. Misa was cornered by her desk, next to her window, Light standing in front of her, his back to the door. I remember how Misa's left eye was swollen, not yet beginning to bruise, her unhurt eye staring at me, wide with fear and hope. Her cheek was red on the left side, almost like a rash.

Light had looked over his shoulder at the doorway, not expecting me to be standing there, confused and pissed. He looked as if he had been caught doing something his mother would get mad at him for a moment before going back to angry. Light turned around, as if he was blocking, protecting, sheltering Misa, as if I would do terrible harm to her.

'What are you doing here?' Light had said in a slightly shaky voice, crossing his arms in front of his chest, already defending himself.

'What happened to Misa's eye?' I will never know if it was my voice or my face that made Light cringe and Misa cry a little, but I would like to think it was a little bit of both. Light's eyes widened, his face tightening in anger. I took a step closer to them.

'Misa, did he do this to you?' I had asked in a small, apprehensive voice, looking directly into Misa's brown eyes that were full with tears. Light had turned his upper half quickly to look back at her. She flinched, diverting her gaze to the tan carpet that had been there for most of her life.

'Light Yagami, I swear if you did this, I will kill you.' I wish I had said something cooler, something that would have actually scared Light so much he wouldn't have ever even though of talking to L, let alone sleeping at his house.

I wish that I could tell you that I promptly walked over to Light and punched his face in, or gave him some long speech that convinced him to break up with Misa and leave her the hell alone, or that Misa stood up for herself and we both beat up Light. However, this isn't some fairy-tale where everything you want happens.

All Light did was scowl at me. He kept his back to Misa. 'Misa, we're so over. You're a whore and probably sleeping with this douche anyway. Bye.' Light then stalked past me, shoving me out of the way. I had caught a huge whiff of his cheap AXE perfume before he slammed the door behind him.

I don't remember much of what happened after he left. I have a couple blurry memories of Misa crying, her hysterically trying to tell me the story, of her eventually laying her head down in my lap, sobbing turning into silent tears of regret.

We agreed that night that we wouldn't tell L, no matter what. It's probably the second biggest regrets I have in my life.

A phone vibrated on my table, startling me out of my reverie. Misa glared at the phone, sort of like she wanted it to catch on fire. Misa's eyes flickered to me.

"Well, are you gonna read his text? I don't really want to sit here all day being a fucking idiot."

I closed my eyes for a moment, taking in a slow, shaky breath before snatching my phone off of the table and reading the text we both knew was from L. I didn't even have to read who it was from, because L and Misa are the only people I really test on my phone anyway.

[ L Lawliet – Hey, are you and Misa busy today? The three of us need to talk. In person. ]

I pretty much threw my phone back down on the table, covering my face. It feels like I'm doing that a lot lately, doesn't it? "Dude, there is no way we can come up with something other than the truth that actually sounds legit. We are so screwed, you don't even know."

Misa picked up my phone and quickly typed something. I assumed she sent it because she paused for a moment before showing me what she had typed.

[ Beyond Birthday – Yeah, we're free today. We'll meet you at Misa's house around 2pm, okay? ]

I took my phone back from her. "Misa, you have to be Harry Potter to be able to come up with something by two o'clock. That's like, two hours."

She sighed, putting her elbows on the edge of the table and running her hands through her hair. "I already know what to tell him. Trust me; it's the truth, but not the whole truth. It might be enough to at least make L not want to date Light anymore."

I cocked my head to the side, scooting a little closer to my blonde friend. "It's something I don't know about, isn't it?"

Misa blushed, something she always did when she was caught lying and/or in a situation she couldn't get out of. She ducked her head onto the table, hiding her face. "…Light…ed…me…"

I wrinkled my eyebrows and leaned in even closer to her. "What?"

All I saw was blonde hair and brown eyes and Misa's face much closer to mine than it probably should have. "Light cheated on me, okay?" She pretty much screamed as her blush got a little darker. "It's not the worst thing he's ever done to me, I know, but it's bad enough to maybe make L not like him anymore. I never told you because I know you already want to kill him, I didn't really want to make it any worse."

I sat back in my chair, a ghost of a smile on my face. "Misa, L is totally gonna hate Light now."

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LOL Light sucks and he's a manwhore and he dies in the gayest way everrr. Okbye

A/N: Oh my god, that took so much longer than it should have. Oh, and that LOL thing is from my sister after she read it on Word. She hates Light with a passion.

I hope you all enjoyed this. It's mostly filler with some background. I've never really done a flashback in my stories before, so tell me what you think of it, like if how I did it worked for you or not.

With more love than your mother, xxignoredxx~