In You And I
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Category:
Death Note › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,845
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Death Note, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
One Step Closer
“Psh… Your move.” Misa said before blowing a stray bang away from her eyes.
“Um… Oh!” Matsuda moved one of his checker pieces, taking two of hers in the process. He smiled as he retrieved his two latest prisoners. The two of them were sprawled out on the floor of Matsuda’s room. Ever since his faked death, L and Light had thought it best for him to stay in the hotel so as not to be seen. When they weren’t working on finding Kira, the pair had taken to playing games.
The pop star smiled devilishly before executing her move. Her own black piece successfully took the last of the red pieces. “Looks like I won, huh Matsu?”
“Haha… I guess you did. I thought I had that one, too…” He glanced back down to the board, as if questioning the last move.
“So that makes it what, zero to three?”
“Yeah.” Matsuda gave a weak smile, “I’m not very good at checkers…”
“Say,” She sat up from laying on her stomach, and crawled closer to Matsuda. “Have you ever had a girlfriend, Matsumatsu-chan?”
“Eh? Well... Er… I did once but… And I’ve been rather busy lately, so…” He blushed, and combed through his hair nervously.
“What about,” She was even closer to him, now, “A boyfriend?”
“What? No…”
“But you like Light, right?” Her tone was almost manipulating, and there was no doubt—if there had ever been any, in the first place—in Matsuda’s mind that Misa was smarter than she looked at first glance.
“Ah… Well… Yes. But he doesn’t even like me. Besides, he already has someone.”
“Really? Well then I guess neither of us is getting what we want.” She sighed.
“What do you-“
“Hey!” Misa interrupted is question suddenly, “I think I should get prize. You know, for beating you three times in a row!”
“Well… I guess so.” Matsuda replied, still somewhat confused by Misa’s strange train of thought.
“How about…” She leaned over, and gave Matsuda a kiss on the cheek before running out of the room.
“Loser picks up the pieces!” She smiled before shutting the door behind her. And then she was gone. Several minutes later—as he sat there, stilled stunned with a hand on his cheek—he could hear her laugh as she walked past the side of the building on her way home.
Twenty minutes later, he still wasn’t sure what happened.
“Um… Oh!” Matsuda moved one of his checker pieces, taking two of hers in the process. He smiled as he retrieved his two latest prisoners. The two of them were sprawled out on the floor of Matsuda’s room. Ever since his faked death, L and Light had thought it best for him to stay in the hotel so as not to be seen. When they weren’t working on finding Kira, the pair had taken to playing games.
The pop star smiled devilishly before executing her move. Her own black piece successfully took the last of the red pieces. “Looks like I won, huh Matsu?”
“Haha… I guess you did. I thought I had that one, too…” He glanced back down to the board, as if questioning the last move.
“So that makes it what, zero to three?”
“Yeah.” Matsuda gave a weak smile, “I’m not very good at checkers…”
“Say,” She sat up from laying on her stomach, and crawled closer to Matsuda. “Have you ever had a girlfriend, Matsumatsu-chan?”
“Eh? Well... Er… I did once but… And I’ve been rather busy lately, so…” He blushed, and combed through his hair nervously.
“What about,” She was even closer to him, now, “A boyfriend?”
“What? No…”
“But you like Light, right?” Her tone was almost manipulating, and there was no doubt—if there had ever been any, in the first place—in Matsuda’s mind that Misa was smarter than she looked at first glance.
“Ah… Well… Yes. But he doesn’t even like me. Besides, he already has someone.”
“Really? Well then I guess neither of us is getting what we want.” She sighed.
“What do you-“
“Hey!” Misa interrupted is question suddenly, “I think I should get prize. You know, for beating you three times in a row!”
“Well… I guess so.” Matsuda replied, still somewhat confused by Misa’s strange train of thought.
“How about…” She leaned over, and gave Matsuda a kiss on the cheek before running out of the room.
“Loser picks up the pieces!” She smiled before shutting the door behind her. And then she was gone. Several minutes later—as he sat there, stilled stunned with a hand on his cheek—he could hear her laugh as she walked past the side of the building on her way home.
Twenty minutes later, he still wasn’t sure what happened.