Misa had become an empty shell. Nothing could make her smile because nothing brought her joy. She felt nothing, had nothing, was nothing. Her life had become nothing.

Without Matt around everything was nonexistence. It didn't matter. Only Matt mattered and he was gone, never coming back. Even Light didn't matter to her anymore. The man who once controlled her world now meant less to her than an ant on the ground. Since getting back with him Misa had begun to resent him because he was finally the guy she had always wanted him to be. He was too nice to her, she didn't deserve it. She wanted him to be the man he was before. The man that talked down to her, that treated her like trash, who used her without hesitation, that man. Instead he brought her flowers just because, called her to see how she was feeling, kissed her lovingly for no reason, treated her the way a lover should, and it drove her insane.

Why now after all these years does he finally decide to love her now that she was over him? He never could feel the way she wants him to feel. It's almost as if he does it all on purpose just to torture her. Knowing Light that was probably true. He always did have a sick sense of humor but at least he would always be there. That she knew for sure.

With Light she would never have to be alone. He would never leave her again. Not now that he knows what it's like without her. Misa could always count on Light and that's why she stays. Well that and because she was beyond terrified of being alone and Light was the only one that would put up with her.

Misa had already stopped hoping Matt would show up asking for her back. Even her old fantasies had ceased. It's already been well over a year since she last saw him. The possibility of him coming back now was damn near zero. There's just no point to putting herself through the heartache anymore. Instead she closed off her heart and decided not to feel. It was working out well enough in her mind. Felt a lot better than false hope that's for sure.

In the beginning she tried to fall back in love with Light, wanted to even, but it never felt right. Every time she touched him she felt like she was betraying Matt. By the time she got over that feeling it just hurt. It was a pain deep within her soul telling her it wasn't right and no matter how hard she tried to rid herself of it she couldn't escape it. It would just come back stronger.

Matt never regretted leaving Misa once. He got Mello back and was happy. At least that's what he told himself every day for the past year and a half. In reality he regretted it more than anything. Not a single day goes by where he doesn't think about what could have been had he not been such a spoiled brat. By the time he realized what exactly he had done it was too late. Misa was already engaged to Light.

He didn't blame her though, he practically handed her back to Light. Matt knew Misa would go back to him without the slightest hesitation. She wasn't the type to stay alone for long and he was there to comfort her. Besides now she finally got what she always wanted, Light's love. Who was Matt to ruin that?

So now Matt wasted his life away thinking of the what if's while working at some fancy, high-class, electronic store. In the past Matt would love having this job but now he couldn't stand it. Video games reminded him of her. The idiots he had to put up with on daily basis didn't help either. Snooty rich fucks shouldn't be allowed technology in his mind. They were too stupid to know how to use it correctly.

He was actually helping one of said snooty fucks when he was grabbed roughly by the arm and dragged away. His first thought was that he had done something to Mello to piss him off but then he noticed that the hand clenched around his upper arm was far too tan to be Mello's. Not to mention the lack of leather was a huge give away. Nope the man currently bruising his arm was none other than Light Yagami.

Why this man was here, dragging him to some unknown corner of the store, Matt didn't know. He didn't particularly want to find out either but he knew better than to struggle. And he would be lying if he said he wasn't just a tad bit curious as to what the great and amazing Light Yagami wanted with him.

"Just so you know if I get fired for this you're going to be paying for my living expenses." Matt complains dragging his feet.

"Not a problem."

"So what do you want anyway?" asks Matt reaching his other hand in his pocket to grab his pack of cigarettes. He beats the pack against his leg then pulls one out with his teeth. Light eyes the thing with distain but otherwise ignores the redhead.

"I don't like being ignored ya know. It really pisses me off. So I suggest you tell me what the fuck you want now or let go of my arm."

He was once again ignored. Instead Light pulled him outside to the ally. He looked around real quick before releasing Matt's arm. Matt rubbed his arm to get some feeling back, glaring at Light as he did so. "So? What's so important you had to drag me from my work?"

"I need you to do me a favor." Light says clapping his hands together in a praying position, a slightly crazed look in his eyes.

"No way in hell."

"Can't you listen to what I have to say before saying no?"

Matt pretended to think, "Yeah no I can't."

Light sucked into a deep breath and released it slowly. He would not get mad. Sadly he needed the other guy's help and he was willing to do just about anything to get it. "Please?"

"Why me?"

"You're the only one that can help."

Matt looked at him with distrust but his curiosity got the best of him. "What do you need?"

"I need you to talk to Misa."

"Why?" he asks.

"She's a mess. I've tried everything and nothing has worked. She's stopped talking and eating. She does nothing these days but sit outside on the balcony in silence. I can't stand seeing her like that! You're the only person I can think of that can help."

"She ceased being my problem when I left. Frankly I don't care what happens to her anymore." Matt replies in a nonchalant way. It was a lie but he didn't trust Yagami. For all he knew it could be some elaborate plan to lure him to his death.

Light smirks, "You're a terrible liar."

"I'm not lying."

"Sure you're not. I believe you." Light says patting Matt on the shoulder.

Matt rolled his eyes, "What makes you think I'd be of any help anyway? Besides what if that wonderful plan of yours backfires and I run away with your girl?"

"If that's what it takes to make her happy then so be it. I'd rather her be with someone else then continue to see her look so miserable."

"You expect me to believe that?" Matt laughs sarcastically.

"I don't care if you do or not. As long as you talk to Misa I don't care what you think about me."

"Again I'll ask, why do you think I'll be of any help? I haven't spoken to Misa in over a year." Matt asks exasperated.

"Exactly! You two have a lot of unresolved issues you need to work out. I think that's part of her problem. Which is why I need you to talk to her. Maybe if you get things cleared up she'll be able to move on and stop being so depressed."

Matt didn't want to admit it but the guy made sense. Maybe the reason Matt hadn't been able to fully commit to Mello is because he felt he needed closure with Misa. Still though he didn't trust Light and really didn't want to do it because he wanted him to.

"Please, do it for Misa. I know you still care about her."

"Even so that doesn't mean I'm willing to help you." Matt sneers.

Light was about five seconds away from punching the brat in the face however he didn't. Instead Light took in another long calming breath. This was much more difficult than he imagined it to be. He almost felt as if he were trying to convince L he wasn't Kira again. The guy gave off the same vibe. It was time to cut his lost and plan a new attack. Obviously taking him off guard like this wasn't his most brilliant of plans.

"Fine be that way."

With that Light turned on his heel and headed back through the door. He made it passed the employee break room before a hand wrapped itself around his wrist. "Wait!"

Light had to hide his smile before turning to face Matt. "Yes?"

"I'll go talk to her, I suppose. But don't get me wrong I'm doing it for her, not you."

"Of course."

"Okay well I'm going to change out of this hideous uniform and meet you back here in a few minutes." Matt says walking into the break room.

As he waited for Matt, Light texted Misa letting her know that they would have company. As expected he got a simple "ok" back. Staring at the phone with a frown he prayed that this would work out in his favor. He really wasn't ok with Misa going back to Matt. He had seriously fallen for her. Losing her again just wasn't an option.

Standing in front of the stove Misa stared dispassionately at the food she had assembled. Light had said they were going to have a guest so she wanted to cook up something nice. The only problem, she didn't feel like cooking at all. She just wanted to go back out to her balcony and rot away.

She wouldn't do that though so she began chopping up a few onions and went to work. Within minutes the apartment smelled amazing. Still though she felt nothing. Even doing one of the things she used to love just didn't feel the same. She almost felt like crying. She couldn't though; she had run out of tears to cry.