It was about four in the morning when Light realized that the folder he had spent the last 15 minutes looking for was back at home. He silently cursed as he wrote up a note letting the task force know he was leaving. Of course now they were just going to suspect him more but at the moment he could really care less, he needed that damn folder.

The whole ride there he berated himself for leaving such important documents. His stress level was over the top and he's been slipping up a lot lately. It was beginning to worry him. With Near watching his every move one wrong mistake could be fatal. He really needed to get his shit together and dispose of the nuisance so he could relax. Besides getting rid of him and the task force meant no more Takada. Just the thought of having that freedom put a smile on his face. But then he looked at the time and remembered he'd promised Misa he would be home hours ago and all joy left him. She was going to be furious when he got there.

The thought was still fresh in his mind as he made his way to the door. As quietly as he could he entered breathing a sigh of relief noticing all the lights were off. He then debated if it would be better to grab the folder and leave or stay, either way Misa would be pissed. Light let out a loud sigh as he began searching once again for the folder. Unable to find it he gave up and headed for the bedroom. It was pitch black in there. He had to feel his way around just to make it to the bed.

After stubbing his toe he gave up trying to maneuver through the darkness so felt around for a lamp. Finally finding one he flipped it on dim and upon seeing Misa wished he hadn't. She had mascara marks down her face and tissues piled high on her pillows. To make matters worse she was holding onto his pillow as if her life depended on it. He felt such guilt seeing her in such a pitiful state. Was she really that torn up over him not coming home? Smiling a small, remorseful smile he gently pushed back some of the hair that had fallen in her face.

"Light?" Misa asked stirring from her slumber.

"Hey sorry I got caught up at work and,"

He was cut off by soft lips. "Don't worry about it. Actually I'm pretty happy you forgot."

Raising an eyebrow he glanced over at the pile of tissues with disbelief. Noticing this Misa buried her head in his chest embarrassed. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer still not believing her.

"Please don't look at that. I was weak earlier and I'd rather just forget about it." She mumbles into his chest.

"Alright if you don't want to talk about it then I won't ask."

"Thank you."

They sat on the bed embracing until the sun rose. Neither said a word the whole time they just held each other. During that time Misa thought about the Takada situation. It really bothered her how easily she lost her composure around that woman. She figured it had something to do with Light spending more time with her than he did at home. Even though she knows Takada means nothing to Light she still can't help but worry that he may still leave her for her. Misa knows she's not the brightest and that Takada is probably better suited as Light's partner. That's why she worries so much thinking about the two being alone together. If she lost him she would have nothing, he is everything!

Subconsciously Misa's grip tightens around Light, almost as if she believed he would disappear the moment she lets go. Her mind was showing her pictures of Light and Takada together, in love, as a family, happy. A fresh wave of tears began to cascade down her cheeks. She tried to hide them by burying her face deeper into his chest but failed. Light saw before she could hide. Gently he took hold of her chin, lifting it up so that she was facing him. She stared wide-eyed at him as he slowly brought his lips below each of her eyes, kissing away the tears.

"Misa, please don't cry anymore." He whispers against her lips.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. I'm just so scared of losing you. Ever since you started having meetings with Takada I've become so paranoid. I've put on weight since I've been eating constantly and then I get so sick and I don't know if it's from the worry or the food but at the same time I can't stop stuffing my face and I get emotional so easy. The slightest thing can make me angry or cry. I'm not myself anymore! I hate feeling like this."

Light was at a loss of what to say so he just pulled her closer to him. He never would have thought she would be affected by something that to him is so minor but he guessed to her it's a much bigger problem. Now he was going to have to find a way to get rid of Takada much sooner. There was no way he was going to allow Misa to continue feeling like that over a woman as pathetic as her. He was also going to have to have a talk with Mogi for not realizing how torn up Misa is.

"Don't worry about it ok. I'll find a way to fix this." He tells her before kissing her lightly.

"Thank you Light. I love you."

"I love you too."

Takada laid lazily on her bed, a smirk on her face. Once again she completely humiliated Amane and it made her feel amazing. She would never understand why Light kept her around. It's obvious that she was so much better suited to stand beside Kira. She had looks, intelligence, cleverness, and resources. All Amane has going for her is her looks, other than that she's completely useless. So then why did Light keep her around all this time? She decided not to dwell on it besides Amane will be out of the picture before too long, she was going to make sure of it.

A loud ring broke her away from her musings. It was a text from the other Kira with a list of names for her to write. She sighed picking up a pen and getting to work. Honestly she hated doing this but she did it anyway to please Light.