A/N: Geez, this is late. Super, super late. I'm totally sorry about that. I've been a bit busier than usual, and I finally finished my other multi-chap, Ranting. Okay, I finished it like two weeks ago, but I've been working a lot.

This chapter is a bit short as well.

School's coming up in the summer, and I'm trying to finish this and Babysitting Project as soon as I can. School life is always more hectic.

I'll find a way. Before I forget, thanks to my reviewers :)

Enjoy!

Warnings: Language.

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.

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"So, how was everyone's night after our last session?" Trish asked the six of them at their next meeting, snickering behind her hand at the limp in Light's walk.

"Just fucking fine!" Light half yelled, half grunted in pain. Slowly, he lowered himself onto the seat furthest from L, his face contorting into a pained look when his bottom met with the chair.

Trish had to step outside for a moment to cover her hysterical laughter. Her plans for Light were obviously going the way she wanted them too, and now it was time to come up with some more deviant acts. Straightening herself out, she calmly walked back inside the small room.

The group gave her an incredulous look, except for Matt, who was staring dreamily at Mello. Trish noticed and smirked, her healing suggestion having evidently gone well.

"Matt, Mello, how was your night?"

"Fantastic," Mello answered with a smirk. He crossed his arms across his chest and one leg over the other, his eyes slipping closed and a fierce, dominant look etched across his face. At the sight of his blond lover, Matt's eyes widened and clouded over with lust.

"Well it's good to see that everyone's night went well, should we get started now?" The group nodded their heads, and Trish noticed that it was much quieter than usual. "Where is Misa?"

"She's right here." Near pointed with a pale, bony finger at the young lady next to him, staring blankly at Trish with wide, black eyes.

Turning towards Misa, Trish gasped and laughed loudly. Misa had a muzzle strapped to her mouth, and as far as Trish could tell, the young blonde's arms were tied behind her back.

"We have her in a muzzle so she cannot babble our ears off with her nonsense. The ties are so she cannot remove the muzzle," Near stated with a slight chuckle in his voice. "Watari had them made for her, since those devices are hard to come by here in The Middle. They work quite well; she's had them on since eight this morning."

"It's about damn time someone got that girl to shut up."

Everyone looked to Light, not completely surprised that he would make an outburst like that.

"L got you good then, I suppose? You deserved it, kira."

"Shut up you brat!" The pain in his ass forgotten, Light moved to slap Near upside his head, until Mello intervened with his gun pointed straight at Light's temple.

"Leave him the fuck alone. Only I can hurt him. You touch him, you die." Mello's voice was eerily calm, which always signaled much violent actions from him than when he was shouting.

Light looked up at Mello defiantly, then settled himself back into the chair. He hissed through gritted teeth as the pain in his rear returned full force.

Trish laughed at the scene in front of her, then inwardly sighed. Today's session would be just a little bit longer, seeing that she would have to work on Near next. First things first; recap on L's and Light's night, evaluate, discuss, repeat with Matt and Mello, and then Near.

"Okay, let's get started. Mello, please put the gun away. L and Light, we're starting with you." Trish dug through her desk drawers, bringing out her notepad, pens, planner, and to-do list. She figured that while Light ranted about his evening, she'd invent new schemes for him. Quickly she texted Watari, informing the elderly man that they were about to begin, and asked for an idea or two for the 'Kira Schemes.'

Her brilliant mind came up with a certain plan, one that she had never attempted to try on anyone before. She smiled wickedly as she scribbled it down, looking up at Light every now and again to pretend she was writing down key points of his rant.

Light, she thought to herself. You're definitely going to enjoy your next few nights.

/- Hope you all enjoyed this, and again, sorry about the lateness, shortness, general nothing-ness.