firm_detective | Friday night: Ut incepit fidelis sic permanet

He is. He will live longer because of you, Misa -- he knows that.

*L is breathing against Misa's neck, mirroring her actions.*

It bothered me when I began to forget small things. I could look at pictures of you to remember how you look -- or look at the other Misa, for that matter -- but I couldn't remember your scent -- it isn't the same as hers -- or the precise texture of your skin under my fingertips, or your exact weight when I hold you.

*It isn't as if she was letting me touch her skin, and it isn't as if I would have wanted to, he thinks. When she comments on his scent, he pulls back to look at her in surprise and slight amusement.*

Is that what I smell like, Misa?

I think you only smell like yourself.

He knows?

::She chuckles softly at his reaction.::

No, I mean, I think perhaps that is your smell. I smell it even after you shower and on your pillow.

::She smiles softly up at him::
Well, I hope I smell good at least.

*When he responds, he sounds as if his spirits have dropped a bit.*

Yes. It was necessary to justify some of my actions to him, and to prepare him for what may eventually happen. He was willing to trust me -- though I will admit that he seemed reluctant at times -- and he is willing to give you a chance.

*He nods.*

I know that's what you meant, but it was a interesting way to describe it. I wouldn't have suspected that I smell like paper.

You smell -- hm -- comforting -- sweet and warm.

I'm really glad. I was afraid he may not like me from the start, considering what I've heard of the other Misa's.

::She sighs softly, but it's happy, and she smiles, snuggling against him::

Thank you. I like that.

He is aware that you are a different person, and he will not make up his mind until he has met and observed you. To tell the truth, Misa, he has his doubts, and he has made them clear to me -- but he says I have earned his tolerance in this matter, at least for a while.

*He accepts her snuggling, finding a way to fit their two bodies together. When he speaks again, his voice is very soft.*

It is hard for me to describe how I missed you.

I'm glad. I'm looking forward to meeting him. I hope I can make a good impression; I want him to think well of me.

::She smiles softly, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek::
You don't have to describe it. I can feel it.

He knows that I intend to spend my life with you -- whatever I have. I think just now he is torn -- between being pleased that I've found someone, disappointed that someone is distracting me, and wishing it were -- anyone but Amane, with the possible exception of Yagami.

*He turns his face to her and returns the kiss with a gentle brushing over her lips.*

What do you mean?

::She chuckles at the thought of it being Light, but she quickly sobers up.::
I can understand, though. Being in his situation, I would be worried as well.

::the brush of his lips is wonderful. So gentler and loving while feeling like a breath of fresh air.::

I know what it's like...to be away. To have lost hope of coming back here. It's also like before you told me you loved me. I could still feel it before hand, the times you tried to tell me...I could feel it then, and I can feel this, too.

*He pauses before replying.*

-- Yes, I remember, it was difficult to say -- and I am out of the habit now. I didn't know if it was something I should tell you, or if saying it had any meaning. My personal feelings on a given matter are not often important.

Perhaps. But, your personal opinions are important to me. I'll always be here to listen. I love listening to you, hearing you speak.

It is kind of you to say so, but -- I can't always act on them, Misa.

*He squirms his way down the bed, trying to look her in the face again.*

Sometimes I have to ignore them and do what I know is necessary.

::Her expression looks a little sad.::
I know. The greater good. It must be difficult.

Sometimes. In other cases, just -- the wiser course. Choosing patience over impulse, even if it means that people die; watching when I would prefer to be acting.

*He sighs.*

It rankles to know that the killer of those twelve FBI agents -- and Misora, too -- will probably never pay for their deaths. They came to Japan at my request; they all trusted me.

::Gently, she caresses his face::
I know. But, given the circumstances, I think they would have understood. Besides, that wasn't your fault. And though I wish someone could be held accountable for their deaths, I know Light was not himself when that happened. The worst thing for the world would be for him to get his memories back, so we couldn't even put the real Kira behind bars.
::She sighs::
If only there was some way to put Ryuk on trial.

I don't know what Light's father will do. If there is ever any more Kira-type activity, I suspect he may kill him. At that point, though, it would probably be too late for me -- you would be safe, at least.

Ryuk and Rem are something a little outside of our comprehension, Misa.

I can't see Light's Father killing him. I think he would simply be very disappointed. Besides, if his father found out, I don't think he would have time to kill Light - Light would kill him before he had the chance to act.

::She chuckles softly::
That's for sure. If only they were all like Rem and Gelus. But, they're a lot like people in that aspect. They're all different.

::she can feel her eyelids getting heavier. It's been a while since she's slept, and this is so comfortable, and he's so warm...::

To be honest, I think Soichiro Yagami would kill himself -- but I'm not sure of whether or not he would take steps to try to end Light, first.

*He looks down at her face.*

Misa, are you falling asleep?

*There's a hint of amusement in his tone.*

That's possible. I hope he wouldn't do that, for his wife and daughters sake. They love him so much. Light does, too, when he's himself.

::Smiling softly, seeming embaressed, she looks up at him through her thick lashes::

I'm sorry. It's just, I haven't had a good nights sleep since before you left, and my body isn't used to it yet. And, you're so warm, and the bed is so comfortable...it's hard to resist.

*A small shrug.*

If Soichiro didn't kill Light, it's likely that Rem would. She is anxious to keep Misa out of further trouble. She was prepared to kill me to save her, and she knows now that Light has no serious romantic interest in her.

*The charm of the way she looks at him through her lashes makes him feel impulsive; he gives her a whisper of a kiss.*

It will be hours before I sleep, I think.

Yes, that seems more likely.

::She smiles softly, trying her best to fight the sleep, but it's obvious she likely won't be able to so as she yawns deeply::
I want to stay awake with you

*He gives her a slow squeeze of an embrace, and says,*

It doesn't seem that you will be able to, Misa -- maybe you will sleep, and I will watch you.

::she returns his embrace, smiles and nods, then closes her eyes::
That sounds good...maybe I'll just rest them more a minute...I know I'll probably fall asleep, but...I can't help it right now...

What will you do if I am gone again in the morning?

::she's slipping under fast - it's been over a day since she last slept and it wasn't much of a sleep at that. With her last bit of strength, she finds his hand, threading her fingers through his::
If I don't feel you hand, I'll wake up...if you're not here...I don't know what I'll do. Probably start searching again...

There won't be any need, Misa; you will know I went home again.

I will not leave the room until you wake up again, all right? I might be asleep when you wake up.

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