#82 Innocence

(A/N: sorry for the long absence, loads of drama at Uni, but I'm back for a bit and starting off with an Alternate universe, unpopular couple, oh well)

"Why don't you just hand me to the Police?!"

"Because I have always believed in your innocence, Miss Amane." Came the reply through loudspeakers.

Misa screamed in rage and kicked the nearest soft object, the sofa. How dare L do this? After arresting Light and handing him over to the authorities without a second thought, why did the detective persist in holding her captive on one floor of the building, like a butterfly in a jar?

"If I'm innocent why won't you just let me go?!" She snapped bitterly to the air, eyes scanning pointlessly for cameras.

Click. "Miss Amane does not understand the position she is in. If she is released from my custody the Japanese Police will soon find her and arrest her. They're looking for you even as we speak, they have more than enough evidence to give you the death penalty."

Misa glared at the direction that emotionless voice seemed to be coming from. "Evidence that Ryuzaki or L or whatever your stupid name is gave them!"

There was that click again, and now the voice was coming from a different corner.

"Miss Amane knows very well what my real name is. And I was compelled to give them said evidence, that does not mean I believe you to be guilty of anything."

Misa growled and span around again, her usually so neat hair becoming a whirlwind of gold as she sought the damn camera he was watching her with.

"Misa IS guilty!" She snarled. "Misa killed loads of people for Kira! Now give me to the police! Anything's better than standing here with some PERVERT watching me all the time!"

"I do not watch you all the time, that would be impossible and illogical, given that I am certain you do not have a death note on your person, or a Shinigami following you. And in addition-"

"How can you be so certain of that, perve?!" Misa shrieked, slumping onto the sofa and glaring pointedly at the ceiling.

"Because if you had either, I would be dead by now. It is rude to interrupt."

Misa growled. "It's not polite to lock people up and not let them go either!"

A soft sigh. "If you would calm down and listen to me for a moment…"

Misa threw her features into her very best sulking face, folding her arms and turning away from the ceiling, assuming he was watching from there.

"All right, I assume that childish expression is the closest you are going to get to listening. Miss Amane, while you have killed many, many people in the name of Kira, I don't believe for one second that you are guilty. Misguided, perhaps, mislead, almost certainly… Lonely."

Misa tried not to show any sign of being interested in what he had to say.

"You were very traumatised by the death of your parents… and I can only apologise on behalf of my profession for the fact that their killer was never brought to justice." There was that soft sigh again, like he really cared. A cheap trick, probably. "And then for that to be followed by a man stalking and threatening to murder you… you closed yourself off and ceased to trust. Perfectly understandable. And then, of course, Light killed the man who murdered your parents. You allowed yourself to open slightly to him because in your mind you believed him to be someone, the only one you could trust."

Misa pouted and turned over on her bed. She didn't want to listen anymore; he was getting inside her head.

"You killed out of a desperation for his approval. You wanted him to love you back. In your disturbed state of mind that meant murdering people."

Misa sat bolt upright. "Misa is not crazy!"

"I never said you were. Not many people could go through what you did and be as well-adjusted as you are."

Misa continued to frown. "That still doesn't explain why you're so worried about the police getting Misa."

Click. "Really Miss Amane, you're not that dense, you figure out why a detective of my standing would be attempting to keep a young lady from being arrested for something she did in a disturbed frame of mind."

Misa scowled, her mind racing, if only to prove to him she wasn't as stupid as everyone thought.

Well what did he have to gain?

A pretty plaything to observe?

Maybe more reward money if he 'discovered' her at a later date?

Learning more secrets of the death note?

She sighed. "I don't know… for fun?"

There was a long pause.

"I love you, Misa, it kills me because it doesn't make any logical sense and I don't expect you to love me back, but my wasted heart will protect and love you forever."

Click.

(A/N: Possibly TBC, if I can get my self-esteem back up enough to write again)