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To Love Raito

Even after that alcohol-induced frivolity with L that is also ironically the most lucid encounter she will ever have with him, the beautiful yet questionably sane Misa Amane still latched herself on the recently revealed bisexual Raito. Motivations usually apply to characters with depth but peeling Misa Amane and (gasps!) the egomaniac Raito Yagami like onions would take so much more of this narrator's time so let's move forward.

Misa and Raito were now sitting inside an ice cream parlor that caters to all kinds of sweet tooth and their cavities. They imagine that this is how their kind of damnation would usually start; both of them held captive by the enticement known as L.

L—an attractive dark-haired man who eats his ice cream without a care in the world. After each scoop, he licks the plastic spoon every time he places it on his mouth. Sometimes he would hold the spoon up, watching with eyes glistening in anticipation as the chocolate syrup mixed with the vanilla ice cream melts even before it reaches that gorgeous mouth of his. And if he's really into the moment, he sucks on his fingers already stained with saccharine delight. The best part of this charade is this attractive fellow, whether intentionally or not, fails to notice the trace of chocolate syrup left on the corner of his lips.

It's nearly a universal achievement for both Raito and Misa to maintain discipline and indifference as they watched, especially when it comes to the abysmal, social eyesore like Ryuuzaki, the man behind 'L', who they covet for no rational explanation whatsoever. This only more adds to their newfound frustration, fueling the urgency of their needs to be dully fulfilled when the right moment finally falls from the sky. Raito thought it was a bit difficult to sustain the momentum once it started, but the possibility of bedding Misa and L in just one night proved itself to be electrifying and surreal; a combination with the danger of losing one's concept of self-control. If Raito was ever a gambling man, and the stakes are not looking good in his favor, he'd probably still bet on himself. One, because he's an arrogant prick and the other is because he wanted to know how it's like to drive forward to the finish line more viciously than he could ever imagine himself doing—and not regret defeat at all.

Panic! At The Disco's Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off playing in the background is not helping help Misa with her cause at all to stay resilient from the temptation. She envied her boyfriend for being so placid even under the crushing pressure. But she also knew men think often with their dicks, even her Raito for that matter. Only a girl could be consumed with guilt and shame like she is now experiencing. Only a girl could be bothered by the depravity of their arrangement, and wonder why she's still determined to go through it despite the fatality waiting for her.

"I am under the impression that Misa-chan bought this sundae so she could watch me eat it," L spoke up at last, scooping another mouthful.

Raito cleared his throat and made L look at him."Ah, Yagami-kun I forgot you are here as well. How insensitive of me."

With that, L licked the sticky chocolate syrup left on the corner of his lips, his gaze on Raito. As much as the S.O.B claims that he would never go on a swing with Raito, he is still welcome to dangle the prospect. And since the arrangement of a threesome has been agreed upon, then it's best to at least make peace among the three of them if they want to make it work.

Still, what Raito didn't show in his expression is something that would probably read like: I'm gonna grab you from across the table and shut you up with my tongue.

Meanwhile, the detective himself was beyond impressed to discover the effect he had on both of them. Especially on Raito. Sure, he never really understood why someone like Misa was suddenly able to form an attraction towards him, let alone desire sex at that. L was afraid of the answer himself, forcing to pretend instead that whatever motives she may have would not be entirely cruel. This is probably the most stupid decision he had come to, choosing to remain oblivious to the nagging feeling that Misa Amane might also be as great as a liar that Raito is, and that all her gestures of affections are nothing but a device to blind him with feelings he had never thought possible that he could have. It's stupid—but he's willing to risk it.

But Raito is a different story altogether. L has computed that the percentage of him being Kira is roughly fifteen percent now, due to the given developments. It has nothing to do with the fact that he could be gay or bi-curious—L has also considered the option that perhaps he was feigning homosexuality (or bisexuality, who cares) to get some sort of an upper hand. L also deduced that it's always going to be this way with Raito so why not add the stakes by stirring their melting pot with sex?

L kept these thoughts to himself as he glanced carefully at Misa and the way her blonde hair falls perfectly in place on her shoulders. He drifted his attention towards Raito now, and he saw that his eyes were also looking back at him with a sort of a challenging glint L wasn't sure he liked.

Raito saw L watching him in that daze, impenetrable stare again, and an idea occurred to him all of sudden. He placed his arm around Misa's shoulder and when she turned to inquire, Raito leaned down a bit and pressed their mouths together. He made sure to keep the contact steady while L is still watching, as if saying, observe this, you smug bastard. Raito was aware that it might not be in his best interest to provoke the detective, much less kissing his girlfriend in a public setting which is very unadvisable in itself. He could feel Misa sinking herself further against him, her hand creeping on his thigh. He still hasn't gotten over the fact that she doesn't interest him at all, but if he's serious about closing the threesome ordeal, Raito has to find a way to get over the nausea of fucking his girlfriend and suck it up already.

"What was that for?" Misa asked, as soon as Raito withdrew. She knew that he wasn't a whimsical kind of guy and every action he partakes has some sort of logic to it. She looked across L who was fidgeting, and she realized what Raito was trying to accomplish. She's not sure if she even has the energy to care anymore. This isn't the first time she served her purpose as a plaything after all. Still, Misa wanted to believe that Raito wanted to kiss her because he truly does.

"I want you to kiss Ryuuzaki now" is what Raito answered in return. He grabbed her hand away from under the table, as if her very touch repulsed him. This does not please Misa one bit, but she swallowed another ounce of her pride.

"Is Raito sure?" she dared ask.

"If the three of us will be doing it, we have to learn how to get comfortable about the simple acts of kissing and touching, Misa, before anything more complicated. I've kissed you so now you have to kiss Ryuuzaki this time."

Misa sighed. "And Raito has to kiss Ryuuzaki-san afterwards?"

Raito rolled his eyes to indicate what a stupid question it was.

"Ew, Yagami-kun" was all that L said.

Nervously, but with a confidence neither she nor the two men expected, Misa climbed up slightly across the table and grabbed L by the back of his head. When the detective met her gaze, she moved her face forward. Their noses touched at first, and when she felt L breathing hard against her lips, she quickly clamped their mouths together, her tongue easily pushing through. She felt L shifting his head to a more appropriate angle, allowing a better access, and she started to feel a rush of excitement taking a hold of her senses.

When she pulled away, she saw someone standing at least five tables behind them, almost near the counter. It looked like he came from the sliding door just seconds ago, and is now watching the three of them from where he stood. Misa recognized instantly that it was Aizawa, and that the expression on his face was dread and embarrassment, even from this distance. She wondered if she should tell Raito.

Before she could even decide, she looked down and saw her boyfriend was already making out with the other man, and she gasped when she realized just how sordid the whole thing really is. It was early morning right now so there were no customers around. It was just the three of them. And Aizawa. Misa doesn't know what to think about herself anymore so she decided to sit back down on her chair, shaking.

Raito pulled away and said nothing for a while. He waited until L finished his cup of tea. The detective then said. "I got a question for both of you."

Misa wasn't paying attention. She was looking over at Aizawa who, for some weird reason, decided to stay anyway, and is now ordering something to eat. She wondered how to tell Raito.

L went on with his question. "What tasted better in my mouth? Is it the chocolate syrup or the vanilla ice cream?"

"The vanilla ice cream," Raito answered without giving it a second thought.

Misa managed to snap her focus back at L and replied. "Misa likes the chocolate better."

Raito looked around, observing the people coming in and out of the parlor. There were at least five customers now, excluding them, and he recognized Aizawa even as the man bowed his head, looking at the menu intently it may seem, as if he truly was minding his own business. Raito knew that there weren't a lot of men who can sport an afro like Aizawa so he's sure it was him. But did he even like sweets? Now, now, he shouldn't make assumptions. Any decent human being who had lived long enough in a sugary diet inside L's headquarters would be expected to either adapt their bodies to the choice of food or lose appetite for it altogether. Clearly Aizawa has adapted, judging by the horrifyingly large banana split the waitress just placed on his table. Raito was amused, watching Aizawa staring at his dessert. He looked like he didn't even want it there.

"Should we ignore Aizawa-san, Raito?" Misa was asking. She followed her boyfriend's gaze a while ago.

L didn't even try to look behind him. "It's not a coincidence he's here. I've recommended this shop two days ago and he must have remembered and got curious. What is he eating now?"

"Banana split." Misa answered, sticking her tongue out. "Yuck!"m

"Of gigantic proportions, if I may add," Raito smiled casually when Aizawa finally met his eyes. The older man didn't look away and managed a polite nod. "I think we should head back to the headquarters."

But L was already standing and approaching Aizawa from the other table.

While L was walking towards him, Aizawa wondered if he should take this as a threat, but seeing that it would be quite ridiculous to cower away for no reason at all other than being embarrassed that he had seen said great detective eating doughnut from Misa Amane's cleavage—shit, he should go back to repressing that memory.

"Fancy seeing you here, Ryuuzaki," Aizawa gave him a forced smile.

"That looks awfully delicious, Aizawa-san." L was holding his own spoon, pointing decidedly at the banana split. "May I?"

Aizawa looked at his dessert and realized he didn't even know he ordered it. He hasn't been sleeping well and, on top of that, his wife was threatening to kick him out because he wasn't home for weeks now. L is such a shitty boss, he reasoned out, but his wife couldn't understand. He looked back at L and said. "Go right ahead."

L sat down across the police officer, muttering gibberish to himself as he scooped the tasty substance of ice cream, and placed it in his mouth. "I'm surprised you came here."

"Me too," Aizawa answered. He saw Raito and Misa approaching this time. He wondered if he should panic. "There's no progress in examining the Yotsuba accounts. Do you still have a reason to believe that Kira is one of the suits?"

"Sweets will help you think, Aizawa-san," L raised his spoon, moving it dangerously close to Aizawa's face. "Go on, help yourself."

Aizawa opened his mouth to disagree but L misunderstood it, and pushed the spoon inside. Aizawa gulped down the cold chunk of ice cream, fearing brain freeze, and tried not to cough it up. He gestured at the waitress as he covered his mouth, and she walked to their table, holding a glass of water.

"That would be considered rude, Ryuuzaki, according to social norms." Raito mused. He sat beside Aizawa, patting him gently on the back as the older man drank down all the water from the glass, hiccupping slightly as he finished.

"How was I rude?"

"Ryuuzaki-san, it's not very nice to shove food down someone else's mouth without their permission." Misa glanced worriedly at Aizawa. "Look how red he is! Now Ryuuzaki-san should say sorry to Aizawa-san."

"I'm sorry, Aizawa-san."

"T-That's all right. I was just surprised. You didn't mean any harm, I guess." Aizawa tried not to look at Misa. He couldn't stand being around her, knowing what he knows. And Raito is beside him, smiling too kindly it's almost suspicious.

"Are you going to finish it?" L once again pointed at the dessert with his spoon, eyes looking wider than Aizawa remembers. It made him touch his own eyes, afraid that he's also looking like a zombie with black circles forming underneath.

"No, go ahead. I didn't even know why I ordered it."

"Ryuuzaki, just make that to-go. We have to get back to the headquarters for work."

"But the ice cream will melt." L reasoned out childishly. "Will Misa-chan help me finish it? She can help herself with the banana slices if she wants."

Misa frowned but took a spoon from one of the tables nevertheless and started scooping with L. Raito leaned closer and asked Misa to feed him a piece and the blonde beauty couldn't hide her joy upon hearing this. She placed the spoon inside her boyfriend's mouth and felt a bit flushed when Raito licked his lips afterwards.

"Are you sure you don't want any?" He asked Aizawa. "If the four of us help each other to finish it, we'll be able to get back in time for work, you know."

"Uh, okay" is all Aizawa could say, picking a spoon from his left corner of the table.

They got back just in time before Aiber revealed to them that a good way to infiltrate the Yotsuba building is if he pretends to be from a modeling agency, proposing Misa Amane to model for their company. Raito was against it at first, but seeing that Misa has cheered up when she heard she could help the investigation, it might make it easier for her to agree on the ordeal of sleeping with him and L tonight.

"Where have you guys been?" Chief Yagami asked.

L sat on his chair, taking something out of the drawer below him. "We had a foursome over a large serving of banana split."

And then he took out a long-chained pair of handcuffs and attached it to Raito and himself.

Soichiro Yagami was not fucking happy at all. He's not sure what was more disturbing: the fact that the asshole detective L answered his question with a horrifyingly vivid sentence or that he had to watch his son squirming uncomfortably with his handcuffed wrist connected to L at the other end. "I thought you're not going to do that anymore, Ryuuzaki. You said that it was too extreme and it violates my son's rights. And I was clear that it's an atrocious idea—"

"This would help me eliminate your son as a suspect if I completely monitor all of his activities. Yes, it does seem inhumane but it is very practical, given the circumstances."

"And what purpose will it serve if he is chained like a dog 24/7?"

"Your son is still my prime suspect, Yagami-san. I'm sorry if this upsets you but I don't want to risk any chance of surveillance and I'm sure Raito-kun doesn't mind."

Raito scratched a portion of his skin under the handcuff. "Yeah. It's cool, dad."

Soichiro glared at Aizawa this time. "And what did Ryuuzaki mean about a foursome with a banana split?"

Aizawa had to kick Matsuda from underneath the table because his subordinate hasn't stopped giggling ever since he heard L's answer. "It sounds less creepy in reality, sir, trust me on that."

Soichiro wasn't convinced. "But it was still creepy?"

Aizawa replayed the event on his head and decided that trying to consume a large plate of three different flavors of ice cream (with L licking his fingers, Misa making sighing noises and Raito grunting every time he wipes his lips clean with a napkin to indicate his satisfaction) is, more or less, creepy indeed.

He said nothing though and kicked Matsuda one last time on the shin.

Misa glared at Ryuuzaki later that night. "Misa doesn't like the fact that her Raito and Ryuuzaki-san are chained again!" she says.

They were back in the only room around the headquarters without camera surveillance. It was a bit chilly there than usual, but Misa seemed to have anticipated this because of the impressive layers of dark and red clothing she wore. This narrator believes she wore it for purposes of entertainment; to entice the two men to undress her layer by layer and take satisfaction from the act of doing so. The blonde princess secretly desired that kind of attention, hence the heavy clothing.

The two geniuses didn't even seem to bother acknowledging her. "But doesn't it make things easier?" L addressed Raito instead.

Raito concurred. "And it's a whole lot more practical for tonight's events."

"Your congress with Misa-chan will in fact be the most distasteful, but seeing as it's what the contract agreed dictates, I suppose I can no longer raise objections," L explained, dangling the chain. "And when things do get uncomfortable, I could just pull my end of the chain, perhaps just to render your movements immobile for a sufficient amount of time."

"You should've chained both of my wrists then. I can easily make the most use of one hand even if you restrained the other."

"I have no doubt you'll find a way. If you are indeed Kira, I'm not surprised if you can adapt to the difficult situation."

"If I am indeed Kira, and I am not saying I am, I could also find ways to distract Misa even while I'm in the midst of making sweet, sweet love to her; and I can also make you participate involuntarily."

"If you are indeed Kira, this may be possible because Kira could always control his target's actions before sending them to their demise."

"If I am indeed Kira, and I am not saying I am, I would see no advantage to gain by killing you. If I am indeed Kira and I really am not, and I decide to have a threesome with you knowing you are my greatest foe as Kira, hypothetically, I would focus more on the sex first and then weigh the prospects of keeping you alive—if I am indeed Kira."

"Just to throw perspective on that misguided logic, if you are indeed Kira, you would find a way to adjust the odds to your favor and make it seem like killing me would be the only option left for you and you will serve that purpose with liberty."

"I may surmise that it's quite understandable that I would if I am indeed Kira and I really am not, but I would also find a way to consider that my emotions for you would defeat logic, and hence may become my downfall if I made the wrong move."

"If you have 'emotions' for me and you are indeed Kira—"

"I think my line of strategy will suffer greatly if I am indeed Kira which I'm not—"

"If you are indeed—"

"STOP, DAMMIT! MISA SAYS STOP IT!" Misa Amane (beautiful and confirmedly-the-most-sane-among-the-three) stomped her foot in protest, feeling that a headache would successfully take over her if she doesn't stop the banter once and for all.

The two geniuses eyed her mildly. They looked at her as if they just realized her presence and this makes Misa want to cry and claw their eyes out somehow. Before she could even express this sentiment, Raito buried his mouth against hers, pulling her waist close to his own torso. She savored his taste as long as she could; afraid that this might be the only moment he'd kiss her like this. When her boyfriend let her go, he smirked and pushed her gently towards L.

Without waiting for instruction because she knows what to do anyway, Misa wrapped both her arms around the great detective and pressed a demanding kiss against his mouth. Her fingers gripped him by the hair affectionately, careful with the slight aggression she was exerting. L closed his eyes, awkwardly placing his hands first on her shoulders, then around her cheeks, until they finally settled down her waist. Raito observed the way the great detective touched Misa with utmost care—how that gesture turned on Raito for some freakish reason is beyond him.

He waited patiently for his turn with L. When he finally got to kiss him on the mouth, he made damn sure he tasted every corner L had to offer. He even nudged playfully at L's tongue and the other man followed his lead, albeit letting out a noise that voiced out his discomfort. His hands were also gripping Raito's shoulders as if all he wanted to do was to push him away more than anything; which is exactly what happened once Raito broke off the kiss.

The two men stared at each other, expressions blank, and then L remarked. "Kissing Yagami-kun still repulses me."

"Ryuuzaki-san is abnormal not to have enjoyed that." Misa pouted, loosening the collar of her heavy-layered dress, itching to get it off her as soon as possible. "Ryuuzaki-san should consider himself lucky to kiss Raito's divine mouth."

"I shall keep that in mind the next time he slaughters me with his saliva, Misa-chan." The look L gave her would have been what one can call a glare, if not for the lack of emotion mirrored in his eyes. He still looked displeased nonetheless, she could tell.

"I said I am going to sleep in the other room. He said you're not going to sleep in that room. There are no cameras there. I said that's the point. He said I never thought you're into your privacy now. I said I'm not only if I have to participate in a sexual thing. He said you are going to masturbate then. I said what gives you that idea. It would make Yagami-kun and Misa-chan angry if I resort to just touching myself. He said ahhhh..." L took a Popsicle and licked it. "I said Watari, please ensure no one shall disturb while the three of us have sex. He said okay, whatever you wish for me to do."

"That was impressive," Raito walked inside the room and closed the door. "Your virtuousness hides you deviancy."

"Yagami-kun, what took you so long?" L asked. He sat on the sofa and said to the two of them. "You can do it on the floor. I prefer to sit here."

"What?" Misa exclaimed. "Misa was hoping it would be on a soft mattress of some kind."

"Pillows make you sleepy," L said. "If we do have sex, Misa-chan, Yagami-kun, refrain from putting me in a bed, I might fall asleep."

Raito laughed but Misa did not find that funny. She pressed on. "Misa would like to do it in a bed, okay?"

"Misa," Raito turned her to him. "It doesn't matter, okay? I want you. Right here. Right now."

He kissed her fervently and held her against him. Misa moaned against his mouth, running her fingers on his back, urging him to go on. Raito pressed his fingers on her waist, feeling the glossy white silk she wore with delight. They gasped for breath for a moment and then Raito pushed her gently to the floor, kissing her from her neck to her stomach. Misa moaned his name. Raito rested his head between her thighs and kissed her there for minutes. Misa clutched her fingers on his hair and moaned. L widened his eyes as he heard Misa moaned like that. He kept slurping on his Popsicle and silently watched.

Raito went kissing her breasts tenderly, fondling them with eagerness. Misa kept moaning his name, saying things like, "Raito, Misa waited for you this long," or "Raito, please don't stop. Please be kind."

Raito kissed her mouth again, taking his time to play with her shy tongue. He pressed his whole body against her with legs spread apart.

"Let me just state for the record that you two look good as a groping couple." L remarked, taking a chocolate bar in his hands.

Raito exchanged position with Misa at last. She went on from taking off his shirt and tossing it absentmindedly against L. She kissed his chest and bit on his nipple. Raito liked that. L moved to take a closer look.

Misa started kissing his stomach and then stopped to grab something from inside her bag in the corner.

"Misa going to share with Raito why Ryuuzaki enjoys this," Misa whispered to Raito as she poured the thick chocolate syrup in her lover's stomach. Raito was pleased of the mere sight. L frowned.

Misa began to lick and lick, tasting every drop and biting on his skin. She stayed in that position as she ran her hands on his chest.

"You are quite pleasant after all," Raito said with a smile. "I should have slept with you since day one."

Then he stopped and laughed. "But who am I kidding? If I didn't make you wait long you wouldn't have come to Ryuuzaki and we wouldn't have been enjoying ourselves right now."

"Misa understands," Misa kissed him gently on his hair. "Misa remembers being all uncomfortable by the fact that Raito used to be chained to him and that we have to bring him when we have our dates but look at him now just watching us."

Raito met her eyes and smiled. "It's just like fate."

"Destiny," L remarked.

"Yes, like serendipity."

"Kismet."

"Let's stop with the synonyms right there," Raito glanced at L, "I am stating a point."

"I don't get your point." L answered languidly, chewing on a gummy bear. He glanced at the clock. "You only have twenty minutes left."

"Can we extend?" Misa asked.

"It's not my fault that you aren't done with foreplay," L remarked. "You should start with the fornication now so it will be my turn, onegai shimasu!"

"Ryuuzaki," Misa said, looking at him intently. "Misa wants you to understand that Raito is my boyfriend which means Misa wants another hour of sex with him."

"How can Misa-chan understand the mechanics if you don't tell her?" L replied instead to Raito who was still lying on his back with Misa on top of him.

"What mechanics?" Misa asked.

"Yagami-kun wants me." L said, building a tower with empty containers of yogurt.

"What does that suppose to mean?" Misa shot back angrily at L.

"Misa," Raito pushed her gently away. "I was never in love with you in the first place."

"Misa doesn't want to hear this talk!" Misa said, putting her arms around Raito. "Misa loves you and Misa will do anything so why won't Misa deserve you?"

"Yagami-kun wants me," L kept going. "But I want you and you want him. You must see the logic in this situation. Yagami-kun wants me to pleasure me. I want Misa-chan to pleasure me. Misa-chan wants Yagami-kun to pleasure her."

"So is this like fulfilling each other's desire for the other in three different ways?" Misa pulled herself away and stood up. "This is just disgusting. Misa can't believe that she even agreed on this."

"Misa!" Raito eyed her and she froze in his stare. "Isn't this what you have always wanted from me? Now I am giving it to you."

"It's not just sex, Raito!" Misa shouted at him. "Misa wants you all the way. I love you."

Raito sighed. "Misa, just come here and let's get this over with."

"Why are you doing this to Misa?" Misa was starting to cry.

"Yagami-kun," L said quietly. "I don't think she is in the mood to do this. You shouldn't have been too harsh on her."

"You are the one who forced the logic in her," Raito shot back. "I thought we will keep her in the dark so we could get on with this."

"That's all you are thinking about!" Misa sobbed. "You just want to fuck L. Then fuck him for all I care!"

L finally stood up and embraced Misa tightly. She did not move, did not even intend to blink at all. She stood there against him and felt okay again.

"Misa-chan," he said softly. "We are all friends here. Let us be kind to our friends, Misa-chan. You love Yagami-kun and you are perfect for each other. You can't give up now. One day he will see that. I will help Misa-chan."

Misa looked at his face and said, "Are you in love with Misa, Ryuuzaki?"

He just stared back and replied. "You love Yagami-kun and you are perfect for each other. Please bear with his manipulations, Misa-chan. I know you can do it."

"That's not answer," Misa wiped the tears and let go of L. She went back to Raito and kissed him on the neck effortlessly.

"So are you fine with this?" Raito fondled her hair as sincerely as he could. "I am sorry about that. Misa, I want to make things-"

"Just shut up and do it," Misa demanded.

L went back to the sofa and watched Raito lift Misa to push her down the table. He went between her without any fuzz from her part. They kissed again and then Misa closed her eyes and allowed him to take her. She gave herself in, allowing the toxic feeling to come over her, drowning her senses and filling in her sinful thoughts with total completion. She surrendered herself to the man she thought she had always loved and thought that this is what she wanted. But although his thrusting was taking her into tremendous depths of passions, she felt as though nothing can be taken inside her, that Raito Yagami has suddenly become a beautiful nightmare, a corpse she could never revive. This time she understood that loving Raito means loving nothing but the misery of it.

When they reached the orgasmic moment, she held onto his shoulders and gasped out with all her might. And then silence followed.

L applauded. "That was an impressive fornication."

"Just shut up, Ryuuzaki." Misa said, pulling Raito closed to her for a last embrace but he immediately stood up and washed himself in the bathroom across the other corner of the room.

She remained lying on the floor, not even embarrass anymore. L remained seated on the sofa, eating his sweets.

"You want to know something ugly?" she asked him, looking up at the immaculate ceiling spread above them.

"What is it, Misa-chan."

"I think Misa loves you."

Raito was back in the room. "That was fun. I guess it's your turn now, Ryuuzaki."

L's eyes were still round when he heard her unexpected confession but he tried not to reveal it. He finished his candy and stood up. Misa was still looking up at the ceiling. L slowly placed himself on top of her and lowered himself just close enough to whisper in her ear.

"Misa-chan," he whispered. "I think you're beautiful and I think I might feel the same way but I can't let it develop a little further."

She closed her eyes and whispered back, "You love the chase. It's thrilling, isn't it? It's so exciting that you want Misa because you can never have Misa."

L looked at her straight in the eye and smiled his cute boyish smile. "What are you talking about, Misa-chan. Don't you see I have you now just where I want you to be?"