You guys deserve some fluff, so here's to it. I hope you make s'mores and I hope you like it. And since this is a special, you know what that means; the chapter's twice as long. And fluffy... like a cloud!
Chapter twenty-seven- Flirting with the enemy.
Misa groaned in ecstasy as she felt Ryuuzaki slip into bed and hold her. A smile lit up her face as his hands brushed through her hair.
"Like that?" He teased her childishly.
"Yes!" She whined.
Her eyes widened and she tensed as she felt his lips brush the back of her neck. He chortled slyly against her soft skin. "Glad to know I can... excite you in such a way."
Misa blushed at the implication. "Don't be a pervert!" She hissed, the mood breaking for her for a moment.
Ryuuzaki kissed her back and she squirmed uncomfortably in his arms. "Oh, don't be like that, Lover. It's silly and cute and naive. Besides you're so warm."
He squeezed her hard against his chest. She couldn't fight the smile that fought its way to her face. Complete and total bliss...
"You're warmer," she mumbled. "Can't I just turn around for a moment to bury my face into your shirt?! Please! I'll even close my eyes so I won't see your face."
Lawliet Ryuuzaki felt himself grow cold. He fought himself hard to keep his voice from expressing his stoic doubt . "No. I'm sorry, Misa. But even just one glance of my face would rise the percentage of the chance of you dying by Kira by 40%."
She scoffed, rolling her eyes at that. "OOKAAY, L... but I am gonna want to be with you... like that... eventually."
Oh, that's bittersweet, if I know it, he thought to himself. "Yes, I can assure you, I wish the very same thing, Darling."
"Darling? Well, that's a new one. Why the change of heart? And if we ARE going to ever have kids, we'll need to... you know."
He played it off innocently. Or deviously, if you look at it the right way. "No. I don't think I do. Please explain. What would we have to do, Love?"
Misa groaned aloud. "Love, really? We're back to that again? And- I don't wanna explain it!"
"Please do, though. I wanna hear it from your mouth. What would we have to do?" He kissed the back of her neck lightly.
She shivered as the feeling of his warm breathe clouding up there. "I- We'd have to-" she cut herself off, blushing so hard and unable to finish the rest of her sentence.
"To what?" He persisted devilishly doing things he KNEW would distract her like tickling her sides, pulling her closer to himself, and laying kisses down the back of her neck and lower. "To what, Lover?"
"TO MAKE LOVE!!" She shrieked out.
Watari sat straight in bed, absolutely shocked to be woken up by such a statement. Horrified, really. He'd better fall asleep quickly before they started!
Ryuuzaki pressed his lips to the tip of her ear, biting it gently, eliciting a surprised gasp from Misa. "Don't be so mean to me!" She whined childishly at him.
He soothed her softly by kissing her cheek. "Fine. Besides, I think I've had enough fun for tonight. And I think you've had as much as you can bear. Rest now, Love."
Misa did rest. And long after she'd fallen asleep, he still was up wide awake and watching her. Even for hours on end.
The moment she awoke, Misa didn't even bother to scream her outrage at him not being there. She'd expected it the moment she'd fallen asleep.
Besides, war is never won against Ryuuzaki. Yes, the battle is smaller and attainable, but the war was exciting and inviting her to win. And she had yet to do so.
How could she refuse?
Grinning confidently, she got dressed for the long day ahead of her. And it was only about to get longer, if L Lawliet had anything to do with it.
And he did.
Misa was walking on sunshine and hearing bird chirping prettily around her as she skipped happily down the stairs and outside.
Misa's smile slipped and her sunny demeanor shifted negatively when she saw who was waiting for her. "Why the heck are you here?" She demanded at the intruder leaning against a black limo.
Lawliet could only simper snidely back at her. "Good to see you, too." He gestured to the open door he was holding open for her. "Get in the car."
She was immediately on guard. "Why?" She asked suspiciously.
He sighed wryly. "Because your husband wishes you at the station. Are you to deny him your most stimulating company? I'm bound to tell you it'll cut deep, if you refuse."
"Yeah, I understand that, but why'd he send YOU?!"
L placed a hand over his heart in a mock gesture. "Why, Love, because he knew he couldn't deny me the pleasure of your company if he was to have it."
Misa instantly understood the sarcasm in his tone and decided not to push it, else she should end with a headache. She miserably sighed her defeat. "Fine. But make this ride the shortest one EVER KNOWN," she warned, making it clear she didn't want to be in his presence longer than required.
"I'm not driving. Watari is. Say hi. Besides, if you are to insist on such a thing, ask the driver yourself, or stick through it peacefully. For me personally, I prefer you silent."
He watched as she hopped in the back seat and scooted in himself as Watari took off.
Misa gave a ladylike (it wasn't) snort. "Oh, you're so charming," she trilled his way, sardonically. "How do girls take you? "
L shrugged as much as the vehicle's movement would allow. "They don't," he put it simply. He continued, "You yourself are a prime example of that. Oh, I figured you'd like to know the percentage of you being Kira just went up 50%, due to this new charm-speak you're trying."
Misa already knew he was telling her just to get a rise out of her and it was her duty as the second Kira not to give him one. "As I said before, charming. And can we please leave Kira out of one conversation?"
"Why? Does it make you feel awkward knowing that we're so hot on your trail? Or that Light works on the taskforce and you used to and/or still date him? Yes, could that be the reason?"
A harsh glare took over Misa's face. "Are you insinuating that I'm an adulterous whore? That's low, L, even for you."
"I'm not insinuating anything, much less that you have a lot of sex. I simply saying that you and Light have a past, to which intercourse may have been a part of."
Misa turned red at the bluntly put statement. "I know how to keep it in my pants, thank you!" She snapped angerily, before adding, "I'm Misa-Misa, the picture of total innocence- emotionally and sexually ."
"So you haven't...? And you and your husband haven't...?"
"NO!"
In the front seat, Watari was blushing bright red. He was really regretting having ever offered to drive.
A devious grin lit Lawliet's face. He drew the protesting model close and captured her lips with his own, accidently pushing her against the door. He pulled away, innocently acting like he's done nothing at all and the inflamed color of her cheeks wasn't his fault in any way.
"That's good to know, Lover," he murmured against the skin of her neck.
The petname left her with so many questions. Lover? I'm so confused. Could Ryuuzaki be L, after all?
Misa smiled and shook the thought away. No. I hate L. Ryuuzaki's a whole 'nother thing. He's problematic and irritating and- L's a great kisser.
Her eyes widened when she realized she'd inwardly admitted to thinking so. Lawliet noticed. "Something wrong? You're turning rather pale."
Misa hid herself by gritting her teeth, clenching a fist, and punching his chest repeatedly. He only laughed it off and laid his head on her over her shoulder, not even bothering to hug her properly.
"You know, that hurt a little bit, Misa," he grumbled. He tone made it perfectly clear he didn't really care. "And what did I do to deserve it? I was simply confessing my feelings, silly child. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"
She gave him a weird look. "I'm married! Yes, there's something wrong with with that!"
L shook it off. "I doubt Ryuuzaki will really care. He's always shared his toys with me. You're no exception."
"Hang on a freakin' moment! I'm no one's toy, much less YOUR'S," She growled out, chest-pounding him again.
He ignored the annoyance blooming from on his chest, instead, he moved a piece of blonde hair away from the back of her neck. He laid a lingering kiss there.
Misa gasped and slowly settled into it, despite her body telling her how wrong it was. Cheater, it seemed to hiss.
But I'm not! She protested, though she made no move to push him off.
"But you are," he whispered in total ecstasy of being so close to her in person. "You're mine and only mine. Not Light's, not Kira's, not Ryuuzaki's. All mine."
She opened her mouth to counter his claim. Watari got there first. "We're here," he cut in briskly, hoping to save his surrogate son's cover.
L growled slightly, ticked of at being disturbed before he started. He silently calmed himself down and released the girl from his grasp with a sly smile forced to his face. "Ryuuzaki set up an intercom system upstairs for you two to communicate. Excuse me. I must be elsewhere."
He stepped out of the limo and started off towards the looming building ahead. His wife could only blink at his actions before following foolishly after him, Watari in tow.
The dark hallways were dimly lit by sunlight streaming in through the windows. It made the scene look like an erupted flame- orange haze lending the pathway light.
She could see his figure moving a few yards in front of her. "L, wait!" She called after him, causing the latter to pause in his stride.
Misa grabbed L wrist so he wouldn't move. "I'll see you soon, won't I?" She tried to keep the desperation from her voice as she asked the heart-wrenching question. "I don't want you to stay away from me for too long."
L slowly turned to face her, no expression apparent for her to read. "Well, if that's the case. Yes, I'll see you sooner than you expect, I daresay. But until then, I must bid you adieu, Darling Dearest."
He started to walk away, then seemingly changed his mind, whipping back around to face her. "I forgot one very important detail, Darling."
She raised an eyebrow questioningly. "And that would be?"
"Ryuuzaki never sent for you. I just wanted to have you to myself all day. Watari will you home now. Bye."
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