WOW. This is super long. o.O It started out as a Misa-centric drabble and then turned into this huge, epic thing with its own mini-plot and everything. So yeah, here is a new chapter. I've written ten challenges so far. 90 more to go! -.-;

Oh and I used some lyrics from the song To The End by My Chemical Romance. That song inspired this theme. x3 MCR Rules!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own My Chemical Romance or their awesome songs. I do not own Death Note or its characters. I do own a Death Note *evil laugh* Fear me!!

66/100- Traps

Misa wasn't stupid.

She wasn't blind.

She could see perfectly well, thank you very much.

Light was never home with her. He was barely ever around. Even after his confinement, after the handcuffs were taken off, Light rarely ever went home to Misa.

Sometimes it seemed that he dreaded coming home; he seemed to start choking as soon as he stepped foot in the house. It was like he thought it was his own doom or something.

She used to tell herself that the house simply brought bad memories. It can't be easy killing so many criminals, even if it was for a good deed.

That's what she used to tell herself, anyway.

Then she started visiting the Kira head quarters more often; floor 10 where most of the activity went on.

And Misa is not stupid.

She's not blind either.

She would see those fleeting looks that L and Light exchanged. She noticed as they simultaneously disappeared only to come back with slightly disheveled hair and slightly rumpled clothes. She would watch on in jealously as they used any excuse possible to physically interact with each other- passing files they're fingers would brush; showing an important web site on the computer they would hover around each other; Light saying that L had frosting on the corner of his mouth and brushing it off with his hand (although Misa was sure he wished he could do it with his mouth).

She would see how Light could be oh so gentle around L but always in a bad mood with Misa; how he didn't mind L invading his personal space but complained if Misa latched onto his arm.

Oh, no. Misa wasn't stupid. She wasn't blind either.

This elevator only goes up to ten.

He's not around he's always looking at men.

She started buying things.

Things she needed, things she wanted, things she didn't like, everything- with Light's money. It comforted a little, living in a fantasy where she could pretend that Light loved her; where she could pretend that he wasn't really doing anything with Ryuzaki. Where she could pretend that Light would eagerly get home every night and spend the rest of the night with her; where she could pretend that she wasn't just a pawn in Kira's game.

She didn't want to see the truth, even if she saw it everyday at the Kira Headquarters.

She could only keep up the lies for so long, however.

Got nasty blisters from the money she spends.

She got a life of her own and it shows

by the Benz she drives at 90 by the Barbies and Kens

When ever she saw and L and Light she felt… rejected. Used. Betrayed. Tricked into the many traps Light had set up.

Well no more.

Misa had a plan. She was the one planning mischief behind his back. Now, she had a trap up her sleeve.

*

"Ryuzaki, may I speak to you alone?"

L only barely looked over his shoulder, his typing never faltering.

"It's important," Misa tried again. "It's about… the Kira case."

This piqued L's curiosity. He unfolded himself from his seat and led Misa out of the room.

"Preferably somewhere without cameras, Ryuzaki."

L glanced at her. "Hopefully there will be no murder attempt, Amane-san."

Misa shook her head. "No. It's just something important."

L seemed to weigh his options before heading to the elevator.

Soon, they both found themselves on the roof of the building. The scenery was breath taking, Misa admitted, but she had more important things to deal with.

"What was it that you wanted to discuss?" L urged.

She took a deep breath making sure that her face remained an emotionless mask. "Ryuzaki," she paused. "L. I…" Don't hesitate just spit it out before you lose your nerve. "…I am the second Kira."

L seemed stunned for a minute or two.

"You do realize what you have just confessed, Misa Amane?"

She nodded gravely.

"And that you will be taken in for execution, most likely."

"Yes, L, I know. But before you do, I have a plan. You need evidence to prove who is the first Kira, correct? I know that Light is the first Kira. I want revenge on Light. Oh don't look at me like that, L, I know what you two have been doing."

"Two wrongs don't make a right, Misa."

"You want to catch Kira, don't you?!" she cried out desperately, tears beginning to gather at her eyes.

"…Indulge me."

She took a calming breath. "This is the plan."

*

L was left in silence, after Misa explained her thoughts. "Yes, that has a very high possibility of working."

Misa let out a sigh.

"However," L continued. "Merely out of pure curiosity, I feel the need to inquire, why? Why do you feel the need to 'get revenge' on Light now of all times?"

She took in a shuddering breath. "I hate him. He betrayed me. He's cheating on me."

"You do realize that in carrying out this plan, not only would you be betraying but Light, but also helping me, L, the man who Light is cheating on you with? Not that I'm saying we shouldn't do it. I'm merely curious as to your line of thinking."

"Light, he," her shoulders slumped forward. "He made me a promise when we first met. Now he's broken it. You never made me a promise so you couldn't have possibly broken it." Her head hung lower. Her voice came out in whispers. "Your betrayal isn't as bad as his."

Arms enveloped her in a hug. Misa's eyes were trained on the ground even as L's words were whispered in her ear.

"Thank you, Misa Amane. For helping me solve this case."

*

Misa was lying down on her bed, deep in thought. Her conversation with L earlier had left her in calm, numb mood. She was still shocked, though- shocked that she was carrying through with it. Even if she didn't want to anymore, she didn't really have a choice. She had already confessed to L. If she followed through with the plan, or if she decided to back out, the results would be the same.

She sat up in bed lazily, remembering that she still had something to do before the plan could actually be put in motion.

"Rem," she called out softly. Not two seconds later, the shinigami appeared before her.

"What is it, Misa?"

"I need your help," she announced. "We have a plan."

*

The door slammed open, announcing the arrival of Light.

"Misa," he called out. "I'm home." Already, she could hear the annoyance in his voice. She said nothing, patiently waiting for him in the bedroom.

"Misa…?" He called out again, peeking around the house. "There you are," he said upon spotting her. He moved to give her a kiss on the lips, but she rejected him.

"No, Light! It's over!" She cried out, clutching something behind her back. Let's see how Light felt now; how he would like the taste of his own medicine- rejection.

He seemed stunned. "What…? Misa… No. Stop fooling around." He tried to hug her.

"No, Light! Didn't you hear! I said it's over." She took a step back from him.

"What's wrong?" he asked quietly, feigning concern.

"Oh, quit the act, Light. You don't care about me!"

Light bit back a growl. "Misa, don't be this way. I'm not sure what's bothering you-"

"What's bothering me!?" She gasped, tears streaming down her face. "What bothers me is the fact that you dare kiss me and hug me and order me around when you're sleeping with L! And not only that, but behind my back! It's called cheating, Light! Cheating!"

She was in absolute hysterics now, having fallen down to her knees, the object she was hiding earlier in plain view, clutched tightly to her chest: a Death Note.

"You knew," Light said his voice flat.

"It's so obvious, Light!" Misa shouted. "Contrary to popular belief, I'm not blind and I'm not stupid! I'm tired of being a pawn in your stupid games!"

"You said I could use you!" Light screamed, losing his cool.

"In return for your love! And newsflash, Light- I never got that!" She sat up, opening the Death Note to a blank page and shakily holding a pen in her hand. "It's over, Light."

"Don't you dare, Misa." She looked up and realized with wide eyes that Light suddenly was also holding a Death Note, hand poised to write.

"How are you planning to kill me, Light? Huh? Heart attack? Do you want to cause me more heart ache? That is your signature death. Or maybe suicide? Will you make me leave a last letter proclaiming a stupid message? What other ways could you manipulate me or kill me? Car accident, perhaps? Go ahead, Kira! Let's see who kills who first!" Misa let out a sob, leaning down to write even though she knew that she wouldn't actually do anything. Unbeknownst to Light, this was all just a test. She wanted to know what he would do…

If you marry me, would you bury me?

Would you carry me to the end?

She didn't lunge at Light as he hastily scribbled down her name. She didn't panic as the Death Note took over her actions. She knew that in the end, if her plan carried out fine, Light would be the one feeling used. Light would be feeling betrayed. Light would be the one feeling rejection. Light would be the one to fall in the trap.

"Misa, you made a grave mistake. Hm. Unfortunate. You could have ruled the world by my side. But you let something as petty as jealousy get in your way of ruling next to me, Kira, God of the new world."

Misa ignored Light's little speech. She took one last, unnoticeable glance to the camera safely hidden in the room.

She realized through dull senses that she was turning on the water to the bathtub. Suicide, huh? Wonderful… Not.

She didn't bother removing any clothing. She was going to die anyway. Slowly, she submerged herself in the water.

The last thing she heard was Light's laughter.

The last thing she thought was: It's all you now, L.

*

Guns were what greeted Light when he walked into headquarters the next day.

He stopped dead in his tracks, looking at each angry face of the Japanese Task Force. "W-what's g-going on?"

"Light Yagami," L said, a solemn yet gloating tone to his voice. "You are under arrest for being the first Kira."

Aizawa appeared behind Light, handcuffing his hands behind his back.

"W-what!? No! You can't do this! You have no proof!" He cried out, heart racing.

"You are mistaken."He nodded towards the computer screens, which were playing last night's ordeal.

Light stared in stunned silence.

Finally, realization seemed to settle in. "It was all a trick." His eyes widened. "It was a plan! The whole thing! It was all a trap!"

"Yes, Light." The dropped honorary did not go unnoticed. Soichiro groaned in defeat somewhere in the background.

"My own son," he seemed to be mumbling. "What a disgrace…"

Light still didn't want to understand- understand that he was caught, defeated, trapped. "B-but how? How could Misa agree to this?"

"She had no need to," L informed. "It was all Misa Amane's idea. She came up to me, confessing to be the Second Kira. She then proposed to carry out her plan – last night's ordeal – in order for me to have evidence of you being Kira.

"At first I thought this was all just another plan to get to me but the anger in her eyes told me otherwise. There was no way she could have been lying. When questioned, she declared that the reason for her abrupt betrayal towards you, Light Yagami, was because you broke a promise you made her when you first met.

"So you see, Kira-kun, it was your own pawn, your own player, your own side-kick, your own "queen" who betrayed you. She tricked you right into my palm and now you are trapped. You can't talk your way out of this one, Kira."

"I was cleansing the world from evil!" Light tried anyway. "I was getting rid of evil! The world is rotting! Who else was going to do it?! I was the only one who could! I was the only one who would! I used the power of the Death Note to my advantage!"

"NO!" L shouted, his patience wearing thin. "The Death Note is the deadliest weapon known to mankind. And you, Light Yagami, you're just another murderer. You're nothing more but a crazy serial killer; that's all you are. Nothing more, nothing less."

Light stared for a few moments before letting his head fall. His shoulders began shaking. A few giggles escaped his mouth before he was full out laughing. "Thanks, Misa! Thank you so much! It's all thanks to you!!" He started shouting.

"Indeed," L deadpanned. "Thank you, Misa Amane, for solving the case. Let us not speak ill of her, Kira-kun. Also thanks to Rem-san, for not intervening when Light murdered Misa-san and for bringing an extra copy of the video."

Rem emerged from her hiding place, saying nothing but settling for glaring venomously at Light.

"It was Misa's wish for me not to intervene," she said at last, then remained silent.

"Light," L walked up to Kira, standing right in front of him so that any small movement would make their noses brush. "What does it feel like, hm? To be trapped in your own web of lies and not be able to get out of it?"

Light's only response was laughter, as he was hauled away to face Justice.