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Could You Fall in Love With Me?

Can’t Help Falling In Love (Misa/L Lawliet)

Where Misa realizes she wants someone who can treat her right.

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Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: SPOILERS, angst, unrequited feelings

A/N: Oh snap! I’m back from the dead xoxo! Anyways, here’s a Misa/L Lawliet fanfic. I finished Death Note like two days ago, and I cannot stop thinking about L, I fear he’s become my new comfort character. Also, this diverts from canon events with some details. I hope you guys enjoy reading my first Death Note fanfic, and stay tuned until the end for some (hopefully) exciting news!

“I could fall in love with you, you know.”

The words plagued Misa’s mind ever since Ryuzaki spoke them. The few words that left his lips were more affectionate than anything Light Yagami had ever uttered. She always felt worthless to him, no matter what she did. Even giving up half of her life for him never felt like it was enough. She had worshiped Kira like a sinner worships a god in hopes of forgiveness. But the forgiveness came. Every move Light made was more unforgiving than the last. He had no care for anyone around him, not even for her. Upon regaining his memories in the helicopter by Ryuzaki by his side, that just became more apparent. Every move was for his own gain, and even upon showing distress the second time Misa received the Shinigami eyes, it wasn’t genuine.

“Does Light still make you happy?”

The question had been asked by Rem more than once, and it always made Misa wonder if Rem saw something Misa couldn’t. Maybe she could see through an impeccable façade that Light put up, one that Misa perhaps would never see because of her loving Light so blindly and earnestly.

“Does Light still make me happy?” Misa wonders in her mind, a quiet sigh escaping from her lips. The question plagues her as she aimlessly flips through the newest edition of the magazine she’s in. She knows Ryuzaki is watching her. He always is. Part of her finds it endearing, but she knows that it’s only to ensure she’s not the Second Kira.

“You aren’t actually reading that magazine. Has something crossed your mind, Misa?” Ryuzaki’s voice sounds out through the multiple small speakers scattered throughout her room. Misa looks up from the page covered in text.

“Ah- no. I was just staring at this image.” Misa smiles at the camera positioned right above her television from her spot on the couch, waving her delicate hand at the blinking red light.

“There are no images on that page.” Misa imagines Ryuzaki zooming in on the magazine she sets on the small, glass coffee table. “Is it possible that you’ve recalled your memories of your time as Second Kira?”

“R-Ryuzaki! You still can’t possibly believe Misa was the Second Kira.” Misa hears Light’s voice through the microphone, reminding her of the handcuffs keeping her from openly speaking to Ryuzaki.

“There was irrefutable evidence sent in with the tapes sent by second Kira. It is, without a doubt, the truth that Misa Amane was Second Kira, and if she recalls anything, it’s important that she informs us.” Misa can hear Ryuzaki’s eyes, serving as daggers, digging into Light.

“Light, there’s no need to argue with Ryuzaki. If Second K- if I sent the tapes and included evidence, whether accidental or not, then- I mean-“ Misa’s voice is soft through the screen.

“No! Misa! You can’t admit to something that we don’t even know is true!” Ryuzaki notices the way Misa grips the thin lace edge of her skirt when Light rushes to Ryuzaki’s side and leans his lips right against the small, black microphone.

“Yagami. Enough.” Ryuzaki presses his pale finger down against the base of the microphone and presses a small button, clicking it back up into place and leaving Misa in the silence of her room. “You’re making Misa anxious. While I do not know the reason for such nerves, I can only come to the conclusion that the topic of her existence as Second Kira makes her uncomfortable—after all, she should have no reason to be scared of her own partner.” Ryuzaki presses his palm flat against Light’s head and pushes him back from the microphone while glancing up at the screen above his eyesight. Misa’s clenched hand no longer occupies its attention with the edge of her skirt, but rather with a glass of water, a glass of water that seems too troublesome for Ryuzaki’s liking. He looks over to Light, who has a look of rage and confusion, one that had Ryuzaki had become awfully familiar with. “I’m going to put you back in confinement for a few hours. You’ll be under the surveillance of Aizawa while I speak to Misa. I fear you’ll agitate her too much with her presence.” Ryuzaki puts his bare feet on the ground and begins to walk towards the stairs leading into the basement, not giving Light any time to protest as the single chained handcuff drags him away behind Ryuzaki.

Ryuzaki keeps his hands in his pockets as he slowly makes his way up the stairs to Misa’s room. s room. He ignores the glances and whispers of the remaining detectives behind him, seated by the many computers within headquarters. He dislikes being questioned about his choices and actions by the rest of the task force. Has he not done enough to prove himself reliable? Maybe he has said something in the past that didn’t sit well with them. Ryuzaki shakes his head slightly as his ghostly pale right hand extends from his pocket, and the tip of his thumb reaches his lips. He’s done enough to prove himself; it’s their choice whether or not they trust him. The tip of his thumb moves past his lips and comes in contact with his teeth, and he bites down gently until he reaches the top of the stairs. What could Misa possibly have to say? Will it get them closer to finding Kira?

His bare feet quietly move across the cold black tiles that reflect the white fluorescent lights until he reaches the dark gray door. Part of him wishes he had chosen warmer colors for the facility, maybe warm whites, yellows, and some browns. Feeling like you’re at home in a building that is practically your second home would bring down everyone’s stress, including his own. Ryuzaki removes his thumb from his mouth and slowly dries it against his dark blue jeans before extending his hand toward the cool-colored gray door and tapping his knuckles against the painted wood. It’s smooth and cold against the thin skin covering his bones, it makes him shudder ever so slightly. He retracts his hand after three knocks and slips it back into the cool denim material of his pants. There’s exactly a thirty-second pause after Ryuzaki knocks on the door, not that he counted in his head.

“Ryuzaki! Don’t you know it’s rude to knock on a lady’s door completely unannounced?!” Misa crosses her arms over the soft black robe she’s wearing, a light pink ‘M’ embroidered on the right side.

“My apologies, Misa. May I come in? I need to speak to you about your actions earlier.” Despite Ryuzaki’s polite questions, he pushes his way past her and into the room, immediately taking a crouched seating position on the couch and grabbing the slice of cake Misa had barely begun eating.

“Actions? I was just reading a magazine, Ryuzaki!” Misa pouts her lips as she closes the door and takes a seat on the couch next to him, shaking her head at the slice of cake that was hers just moments prior. “You eat too much sugar, you know?”

Ryuzaki answers with a small grunt. “You have no privacy privileges as long as I suspect you. Did you remember anything from your time as the Second Kira?”

“N-No. It’s actually about Light.”

“Light?” Ryuzaki eats the last bite of cake and looks at Misa with deep interest, his eyes not leaving her face as he puts the plate down on the black coffee table in front of him. Could it be that she has evidence of Light being Kira? Perhaps she recalled something odd Light must have said. Ryuzaki places the tip of his thumb in his mouth again. Maybe Misa finally got tired of covering for her boyfriend.

“He isn’t a good boyfriend! He won’t take me out on dates, even before you handcuff him to you. I feel like he doesn’t actually love me, but- but ever since…ever since…” Misa trails off and looks down at her soft black robe and the light pink pajama pants peeking through it. “Ever since you said that you could love me, I-I’ve just been thinking about it. Could you really love me? You’re so much kinder than Light, Ryuzaki, even if you probably have cavities.” Misa glances at Ryuzaki briefly, his expression now distant as he grunts and turns away from her. Is this some type of ruse distract from the case? Something to get his attention off of Light so he can continue his killings as Kira? Ryuzaki turns back to Misa who is once again gripping at her clothing. Is she nervous becasue the truth is being told, or because she’s telling a lie?

“Misa, perhaps if you had not be the Second Kira and I knew that you do not harbor such strong admiration for Kira, I could love you. But the reality is that you were the Second Kira, Misa Amane, and you do have a strong admiration for Kira.” Ryuzaki rises from the couch and takes his thumb out of his mouth, his voice now clearer than it was a few seconds ago. “Please don’t distrub me in the future for trivial questions that will not help the case.” He turns away and exits the room before Misa can reply. The walk down the stairs feels longer than usual, and the detectives who were once whsipering have no gone silent as they turn toward Ryuzaki who is staring at the large screen where Misa wipes her tears. Was she being sincere?

“Matsuda. Please have Aizawa bring Light back into the room.”

“Y-Yes! Right away.” Except Matsuda stands there, staring at the back of Ryuzaki’s frame as he takes a seat on his chair. “D-Don’t you think Misa-Misa was being honest, Ryuzaki? I think she might have feelings for you.” Matsuda lets out a nervous laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, but Ryuazaki doesn’t responds, he only stares at Misa’s shaking form through the large screen before moving her image to a corner monitor and back on Light.

“Matsuda. Help Aizawa bring Light back into the room.” Ryuzaki is unmoving as he speaks, only seeing Chief Yagami lead Matsuda toward the basement through his peripheral vision.

Will anything ever be simple with this case?

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A/N: Hopefully it was good, if you guys would like a part two let me know in the comments and I’ll try to cook lol. Now, for the (hopefully) exciting news…I’m opening my requests again for the summer! I’ll be taking 3-5 requests at a time, depending on what they entail, and if, for whatever reason, I get more requests, they will be released in a separate batch. So if you’re interested, send in your requests! I look forward to hopefully receiving some.

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