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Another Diabetic Encounter

Misa Amane, dressed in the usual garb of Lolitacon culture, now contemplates her boyfriend's orientation. Raito the boyfriend had faked interest on that Takada girl once but he doesn't seem too keen to chase other skirts, not even Misa's at that. He was more consumed with the Kira investigation (typical man, buried in work). So the teen icon considered that he swings the other way around which would piss her off like hell right now (who would not want Misa?) but right now she's also been thinking about L, Ryuuzaki the perv. And she was sitting in one of the lounge chairs as she watched Raito typing on his keyboard who sat across L eating cake.

Misa imagined Raito and L behind doors number one and two. Raito with his perfect face and perfect body and perfect hands typing melodically on his keyboard, ignoring Misa; L with his weird posture and weird food intake and weird eyes glancing at Misa and then ignoring everything else when he did. Which one is in door one and which one is in door two? How will Misa choose? Why would Misa even choose anyone besides Raito? Raito is perfect, dammit.

She was losing it. She called out to her perfect boyfriend, asking him if he has a minute to spare.

"I am working on something right now, Misa." Screw him, she should have asked if he has a heart to spare but she pretty much established that the stupid thing is not for borrowed lease either!

"I have an hour, Misa-chan." L didn't have to look behind him to guess that Misa blushed, considering she understood his meaning.

Misa thought about it. Seeing that Raito is too much of a useless piece of shit to notice her, this made her grit her teeth and sink on the chair irritably.

"Yagami-kun," L glanced at his friend. "Keep working on that program. I have to call someone in the other room."

"Why don't you do it here?" Raito stopped typing and saw that L did not like this intrusion so he assumed, "A personal call then?"

"It is personal." L stood up and shoved his hands on his pockets. As he walked away, he was not looking at Misa but he carried the sugar container with him. On cue, Misa stood up and remarked haughtily, "Misa is ignoring Raito from now on!"

"Uh-huh." Raito probably heard white noise (indeed he did). He was too engrossed looking at the monitor screen, trying to search the exact room where L must be in but he couldn't find it at all.

Misa growled in frustration and went out of the room. She remembered that L asked Mogi to take down the cameras earlier where they did their thing. She suspected Aizawa must know something since he gets pale and tongue-tied around her these days. How interesting, wonder how the old guy took it.

"Misa's here," She bounced inside the room with a grin. The whole room was soaked in darkness. She was about to switch on the light but then she heard L's voice cut through the shadows, "you are so careless, Misa-chan."

"What do you mean?" she mused, finally locating him sitting on the floor. He must be staring again. Few people can stare like L can. Well, nobody Misa knew can stare like L. It's unnerving.

"Misa-chan should not try succumbing Yagami-kun in front of me," he said and watched her walked closer.

"And why is that, Ryuuzaki-kun?" Misa took another step.

"Because Misa-chan is only making me hate myself," L must have pouted. She wished she can see it. It must have been so cute.

"Why, Ryuuzaki-kun?"

"Misa-chan's charms are abhorrent to Yagami-kun." He remarked like it was obvious (and it really was) as Misa lowered herself down, sliding her arms around his neck.

"And so?" she asked sweetly.

"I have mentioned before that Misa-chan's seduction techniques impress me," he kept talking, still staring at her face.

"Get to the point." She demanded. Impatience becomes her at times like this.

L did not move like he even stopped breathing. And then he remarked. "If you seduce Yagami-kun in front of me, he would not care because I think his sexual preference is undetermined. But I myself am a man and I recently found out that Misa-chan is the kind of sweet I enjoy."

Misa didn't even see it coming. L was strong even for his scrawny stature. He pushed her to the floor. She gasped. L licked his lips and lifted up her shirt, revealing a flat stomach. He held her shirt by the tip of his fingers and tilted his head, "Misa-chan?"

"Yes?"

"Why did Misa-chan get your belly pierced?" His fingers were pushing on it.

"Misa just wants to," Way to go to ruin the moment, Mr. Romantic.

L bit his index finger and let her shirt drop back to her body. He opened the sugar container. Then he lifted up her shirt again. He put the sugar on her stomach. Misa had to hold onto something or she might convulse in pleasure. When he was satisfied with his work, L lowered himself down and forced Misa's legs apart. Misa gasped again. L positioned himself between her legs and started to lick her stomach. Ravenously. In the darkness she could only produce soft moans as she coaxed L to keep going, don't ever, ever, stop.

"Ryuuzaki!" she giggled in delight when she started to feel ticklish.

"Please call me L, Misa-chan."

"L!"

L's tongue moved in swift expertise, licking and sipping, running his wet ligament on her bare skin freely. He placed his hands on her breasts and pushed himself up. Misa grabbed him by the neck and kissed him, leaving both of them breathless. She grinded herself against L. and his eyes were still open, shocked with the encounter of their tongues. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer. L obliged, excited by the warm sensation her body emits. He kept his hands on her breasts but awkwardly so. Misa sits up, wraps her legs around him and starts taking off his shirt.

"Misa-chan," he broke off the kiss, panting.

"What now?" she snapped angrily, annoyed with the interruption. She has no time to waste when all she wanted was to be wasted.

"Please don't undress me," he seemed to have frowned.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to get naked." Mr. Obvious.

"That's silly!" Misa fumed in exasperation. "Misa would get naked too. It's only fair that Ryuuzaki-kun would strip as well."

"Misa-chan must understand that she is being irreconcilable." L suddenly stood up.

"What with Ryuuzaki-kun's change of attitude?"

"If you want to fornicate with me, Misa-chan, there are rules you should follow." L leaned against the table behind him. "Misa-chan should always remember to be a good friend. You should always put my needs first. You should be able to pleasure me if you agree to what I don't want to do. When Misa-chan does that without her usual style outbursts, I will go down on her just the way she likes it."

I will go down on her just the way she likes it. I will go down on her just the way she likes it. Misa couldn't contain herself. "Now could you please fuck Misa now?"

"I also don't allow Misa-chan to use filthy language." L added.

"So what will Misa say to show that she wants Ryuuzaki-kun?" Misa asked. "Like, say, 'fornicate with Misa, L' or 'please have sexual intercourse with Misa, L' or 'penetrate Misa's vagina, L?" Sarcasm is cute.

"You're too graphic, Misa-chan," L bit on his index finger again and smiled. "You can just say that you want me to eat you."

Misa, reaching out to a lampshade and turning it on, pierced L with a smoldering gaze. "Eat me, L."

L smiled happily like that of a child with a brand new toy. He took Misa up from her position and kissed her with more passion than she could handle. He pushed her to the wall, pressing his whole body against hers. For once his awkward habits and ticks disappeared, leading Misa to believe that the perv really is more of man than she ever could have guessed.

He held her by the waist and started licking her from her neck down to her chest. Biting her tenderly. Misa kept moaning, "Eat me, eat me, eat me..."

L undressed her from top first. He did this with much disdain, apparently annoyed with all the buttons and strings. He discarded her garb of Lolita bullshit somewhere. They sank to the floor, Misa only clothed in matching violet brassier and panties.

"So that's why you address her as Misa-chan earlier." Raito stood there, holding Misa's cheeky abomination of a dress and waving it around. Pretending to wipe his forehead with the dress, he says. "Is it just me or is it suddenly hot in here?"

"It's probably just us, Yagami-kun," L spoke in monotone and did not take his hands off Misa's breasts. "We are fornicating. Friction is an important element—"

"Shut up, Ryuuzaki-kun!" Misa pushed him away from her and covered herself with a pillow from the sofa. She's flabbergasted and ashamed, blurting. "Raito, Misa can explain—!"

"I found something." Raito remarked, glancing briefly at L who stood up and took Misa's dress from him. Both men treated the whole thing like it was mundane. Raito explained that there are leads with a corporation group called the Yotsuba and L poked the buttons on the dress, nodding.

"Let's check it out then," L answers and then smiles blankly at Misa. "Thank you for being a good friend, Misa-chan." He looks so wrong all of a sudden.

"Misa is gonna need her dress back." She silently says.

L tossed it back at her and followed Raito outside.

"Raito!" Misa called out, quickly dressing herself. She tripped slightly and reached out to grab Raito on his sleeve. "Do you hate Misa for what she's done with Ryuuzaki-kun?" She wanted to cry but she fought it off.

L did not stop walking, hunching like the imbecile Misa always knew he is. Meanwhile Raito blinked several times as if this is the first time he saw Misa today. With a slight shrug of his shoulders, he replied. "Not really. But good for you, Misa."

Smiling to show his indifference and then dropping it quickly to show that this doesn't surprise him at all, Raito takes Misa's hand off his sleeve and begins to walk away, leaving Misa still reaching as she stared farther away to the two doors, one and two, closing noiselessly in a distance.