Chapter 2

To Ryuzaki, Misa wasn't as stupid as she let on. She was attentive to detail, curious and earnest, which was, in his eyes, helpful for the work he does. He also couldn't help but find her cutesy pouts and snarky replies a charming asset and her ability to act extremely useful. He looked back down at her and met with her big, amber eyes again. "I know exactly what you can do for me, Miss Amane…"

She smiled brightly at the eccentric young man, hugging his arm even tighter. "Yes?! What is it, What is it?!"

"You can help me in many ways."

She gasped. "Yes? Like what, Ryuu-san?"

"You're very attentive and very charming. I'd like you to spend time with suspects, without them knowing you're associated with me at all."

She puffed her cheeks "Hey! Why wouldn't you want them knowing we're partners?! Am I an embarrassment to you?"

He rolled his big, dark eyes back and sighed. "No. If they knew you and I were working together, they wouldn't tell you anything at all. I want you to get as much information as possible from them for me, Misa. Can you do that? I know you're a good actress..."

"Oh… Um, sure." she smiled, still hugging his arm. "Wait a minute… but what if they try to kill me, too?"

"No. We'll be in an approachable distance, trust me on that, Miss Amane. You'll be safe."

She sighed and nuzzled the white sleeved arm she was clinging onto. "I know I'm safe with you Ryuzaki!"

He blushed again, partly out of embarrassment, partly out of the fact that the beautiful model he just helped out was not only complimenting him, showering him with support and compliments, but nuzzling into his arm's sleeve. "I am justice, after all." He mumbled as he shifted out of his seat, breaking Misa's captivity of his arm to pour himself a cup of coffee. He poured her one, too, and gave it to her.

She grinned sweetly and rejected the jar of sugar he offered her, taking her coffee black instead. She sipped on the coffee as her sweet, innocent eyes watched the man act upon his frog-like mannerisms to get through daily life.

He crouched back down on the couch and took a few sips out of his cup before he continued speaking. "I've also noticed that you're quite attentive to detail… Fascinated by it, almost. How else would you notice that your eyeshadow is slightly a more purple tone, or that the man had stubble and it wasn't just the shadows from the crime being at night? I know you let on an exterior of being ditzy, but I know that's just another act, too."

Her face reddened, huffing with annoyance as she stuck her tongue out. "Excuse me?!"

He gestured his hand at her to calm down and continued talking. "I said that you aren't as unintelligent as you come across as. I know you're just playing dumb, it's just an act. I can tell that you could be bright at times, bright enough to be helpful investigating a case. You can help me with your acting and ability to notice small details."

She huffed again and looked back up at him, still irked by the backhanded compliment he gave her. "I was going for cute and sweet, but sure, dumb is okay, too…"

He rolled his eyes again. "I didn't mean offense, Miss Amane. Now, if you please, I have work to do…" He grabbed his laptop and read a message from the police department that 3 criminals all died from heart attacks within the last 24 hours. Misa looked over his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his neck from behind, leaning on his back. She read the message with him, smiling with those cherry red lips of her's.

"Can I help you with this, Ryuzaki?" She smiled, letting her charm penetrate his deep eyes that beautifully resembled an abyss. "I owe it to you."

His eyes widened with her stare and shifted his eyes back to the screen. "Perhaps…"

She gave him a wide smile and slumped back to the seat next to him. "Great! Where do I start?!"