ok. ive decided im only going to base the story on the manga by what i know. that translates as mistakes here and there, things happening at diffrent times, etc.

Misa kept her poker face on as she looked into L's eyes. Yes, he knew her secret, but which one? He nodded his head slightly at her, giving her a knowing glance, then introduced himself as Ryuzaki. An obviously fake name, but she noticed Light looking at her meaningfully so she used her shinigami eyes.

L Lawliet, the name read above Ryuzaki's head.

It was impossible that he knew about her doctor's degree- she'd bribed and seduced to get the fake id which would withstand even the toughest of government checkups- for all anyone knew; Joy Liu was just another person with just another doctor's degree. In no way connected with Misa Amane.

And yet- it was possible he knew about her past, there were some things she wasn't able to get rid of-the memories of her maids, for instance. Not that they knew the full extent of what happened, but they were bound to have noticed the bruises and cuts on her. She'd bribed them to never speak about it, and threatened them, but it was possible that their tongues loosened. Not that there would have been any more evidence other than their testimonies.

He could also know her secret about her act-after all, she was an actress so anyone with half a brain might have figured it out. She'd sensed that he was someone to trust- even though he had his own poker face there was no gleam in his eyes like Light's.

She played along with his charade then left.

They passed each other in the hallway later that day, she'd motioned for him to follow her outside, and eventually they sat down at a bench.

" So…I hear you are looking for Kira?" she starts off with small talk.

"Yes," he scrutinizes her. " Will you help?"

So did he know about her act? " What could I possibly do?" she opens her eyes wider. "I'm no genius."

"On the contrary, Misa. You are more perceptive than you seem."

The he does know, to an extent. "I guess there is no more faking, then. But are you sure that I am smart enough to help you?"

"You have influence," Ryuzaki murmurs.

" I need something in exchange, though." She isn't about to fully stop her act, the less he knew the better.

"What is it?"

She inches closer to him, a coy smile on her lips (actions like these are just too easy for her to do) , to gauge his reaction. He stiffens slightly. Hmm…

"It's nothing much," Is he a patient man? She stalls. "I'll tell you when you have it."

In response, he raises his eyebrows but says nothing. She looks him in the eye, an unspoken agreement passes between them, and then he voices it aloud.

"I think we have a deal then."

Try to fool me, his eyes say, And you will regret it.

So he knows-or thinks he knows-that I am not at all as ignorant as I pretend to be? To the extent that he would agree to this without knowing what I want? Or perhaps he is planning to not give it to me?

She smiles at him.

Whether he will give it to me or not does not matter.

"And if I am Kira?" she asks. "You're positive I'm not Kira?"

"The likelihood that Light is Kira is marginally higher," Ryuzaki leans back on the bench. "But…I have a feeling you are more responsible."

Is he playing games with me, or is he sincere?

"You'll have to convince the others."

"I can do that..." He looks apologetic as he says this. Why? "There is no other way to alleviate my-and their- suspicion." He didn't tell her what was going to happen to her.

She spent the next week in a straitjacket.

During that uncomfortable week, she spent her days formulating plans and backup plans. Rem kept her company, which was thoughtful of her, but since Misa couldn't say anything back there wasn't really any reason for Rem to be there with her. However, this was a chance to see how Ryuzaki reacted to the unknown.

She'd told Rem before to do something like this when Ryuzaki was not otherwise occupied and had his full attention on her, wherever she was. After all, it made sense that he would be the one to monitor her.

Just a little flick of a hair, such a little thing, it could have been attributed to a draft (which would have been impossible in any case in the room she was in now), or even a trick of the mind. But who would have guessed his reaction?

He gasped, leaning forward while grabbing the seat of his chair. The look in his eyes, Rem had told her, was full of undisguised horror and shock.

Who would have thought? So, the man entirely trusted his senses and was open-minded...

muahaha. i wonder what misa wants? (actually, im not even entirely sure myselfXD)