As Misa lounged on the couch later that day she couldn't help but notice the faint smell of Light's cologne on her shirt. The lingering scent filled her with feelings she didn't wish to have. It made her miss him and the rare good times with him. She hated herself for having such feelings but she couldn't push them aside. She hated herself even more for being so weak as to believe even for a second that he was telling the truth, she knew him better than that.

It didn't help either that Matt had been ignoring her since they got home. She didn't blame him though, she would have ignored her too. It wasn't fair to him, he didn't deserve it. Matt was the sweetest, greatest, intelligent man she had ever met and she was terrified of losing him.

"Matt! Darling what do you want for dinner?" she called on her way to the kitchen.

When he didn't respond she figured he didn't hear her so she went to the bedroom to ask him again. There she found him sitting on the bed in the dark listening to his iPod. She didn't know what to do so she stood there and just watched him. After a while he noticed her there and took off his headphones, giving her an annoyed look as he did so.

"Yeah?" he asked rudely staring at her like she was dumb.

"I…I just wanted to know what you wanted for dinner."

"I'm not hungry." He coolly replies.

"Matt, come on don't be like this."

"Why not Misa? I have every right to be!" He shouts.

"I know you do, and I'm sorry but you're better than that Matt."

"Don't. Just go Misa, I want to be alone right now."

"Fine." She gives up kissing him gently on the cheek before leaving the room.

Misa distracted herself from everything by cooking. She always liked cooking, it kept her mind off all the fucked up things around her. Besides being in the kitchen reminded her of her mother and how she would always be making something. Things were so much simpler those days.

Within minutes she had the apartment smelling delicious. She hoped it would be enough to bring Matt out of the room. As she was seasoning the meat she heard a door open followed by footsteps. She thought her plan had worked until she heard the wrong voice telling her how amazing the food smells. Mello was home. This could either make things better or worse and she was hoping for better but knowing Mello it will probably be worse.

"Thanks Mello."

"Where's Matt?" he asks plopping down at the table.

"He's sulking in our room." She replies sadly.

"What for?"

"We ran into my ex today. Matt didn't like it very much."

"Well no shit! I'd be pissed too if I ran into that psychopath." Mello halfway shouts.

'"He's not a psychopath." She argues.

"See that's probably why he's pissed. Matt could care less if it were just some ex but he knows how much you still care about that guy and it hurts him. Matt's sensitive like that."

"But he has no reason to. I left Light for him and it was the best decision I ever made. There's no way in hell I'd leave him to go back to Light. I love Matt more than anything Mello I don't want to lose him." She cries.

"He doesn't want to lose you either Misa but when it comes to that guy even I'm not sure you're over him."

"I'm over him as a person. If I were being honest with myself I never did love Light, I loved the idea I had of him. Otherwise I never would have gone home with Matt that night. I would never cheat on someone I love." She tells him as she starts pulling down plates.

"Could have fooled me."

Looking over her shoulder she saw Matt leaning against the door frame, arms crossed with a cigarette hanging from his lips. She frowned. That cut her deep inside. How could he possibly believe that she doesn't love him?

"That was mean."

He just rolled his eyes and took a seat next to Mello. Misa decided to ignore his attitude for now knowing further interaction would just piss him off more.

"So what did you make anyway? I'm hungry." Matt asks rudely.

"I thought you weren't hungry?" she replies sarcastically.

"I changed my mind."

Mello looked between the fighting couple letting out a low whistle. He'd never seen Matt look so angry before and Misa looked ready to throw a plate at his head. He was half tempted to just leave the two alone and hope for the best. To be honest he kind of feared for his life sitting there. Both Matt and Misa were capable of causing severe damage. So he just sat there quietly watching as the two argued.

"If you can't trust me then why are you even with me?" Misa screams throwing the plate in her hand to the floor.

After the initial sound of glass breaking all was silent. That was when Mello decided it was time to get his ass out of there ASAP. As quietly as he could he got up leaving the couple to glare at each other in silence. It wasn't until the door shut did either of them speak.

"I just have one question for you, do you still love him?" Matt asks.

"Yes." Misa replies in a whisper.

He just nodded his head and got up without saying a word, a bitter half smile on his face. Before he could even take two steps Misa grabbed his arm. The look in her eyes was pleading but Matt was passed caring. Shaking out of her hold he pushed past her to leave. She wasn't having it though at once again stopped him.

"Just because I still love him doesn't mean I'm in love with him. I don't care about him like that anymore, I'm in love with you Matt, only you." She pleads holding onto his arm as if he'd disappear if she let go.

"I have a hard time believing that." He tells her ripping his arm out of her grasp again heading towards the door to leave.

Misa wasn't going to give up that easily however. Before Matt was half way across the living room she called out, "You still love Mello don't you?"

"Not the way I used to."

"So why is it that it's ok for you to still care about your ex but I can't? You were a lot closer to Mello than I ever was Light, I should be the one worrying about you going back to him." She says crossing her arms.

"Mello's not a psychopath with a major god complex hell-bent on ruling the world. It's different."

"No he just was in the mob and kidnaped a poor, defenseless girl and held her hostage to get what he wanted. That's not much better." She points out.

"Don't compare Mello to him!"

"I wasn't really comparing them, I was more comparing our situations but it doesn't even matter. Go ahead and leave, I don't care anymore." With that she turned and walked away.

Matt didn't bother to try to stop her. He just opened the door and left.