Carnal Retribution

A/N: It's been a while since I have written a fanfic and most of them were yaoi's so this is a first for me and let me start it off with MisaxLight because I watched Death Note again after a couple years and I felt sexual tension so I relented and let my imagination run wild. I would really appreciate to know what you think of it But I enjoyed writing this part so I hope you guys do too! Lemons in the future!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Death Note.

Light let out a deep, audible sigh as he exasperatedly put the pen down. He has been writing names inconsistently on the Death Note for almost an hour and a half now; and the reason for the unwelcome inconsistency is because Amane Misa is causing quite a racket inside his bedroom with Ryuk – the Shinigami whom she has developed quite a close affinity with ever since they met. His mother and sister Sayu is mercifully gone, or else all the noise would have attracted their all too prying noses. Rem, Amane's Shinigami sat sulkily in the corner, watching her human feed Ryuk apples and the latter happily doing trick moves making the blonde girl scream in delight.

"More! More!" Ryuk prompted Misa.

"One… Two… Catchy- Catchy!" Misa gamely complied with Rem looking more sullen as they went.

I wouldn't have to endure this with L around, Light thought; and for some reason he missed hanging out with the genius enigma in the university.

"Light-kun! Why don't you take a break and join Misa and Ryuk! Light-kun is soooo seriouuuusss!" Misa taunted behind him.

Ryuk chuckled heartily, seeing the expression on his face. There was a nerve in his temple threatening to throb painfully, and Misa's continued caterwauling behind him is not helping one bit.

"Light-kun and Misa-chan going on a date! Light-kun and Misa-chan will kiss, kiss, kiss!"

Light closed his eyes and slammed the Death Note shut. Rem shifted slightly and looked pointedly at the young Yagami. Light rose from his chair and with difficulty unclenched his fists and turned to face Misa.

"Misa," he called "It's late. You and Rem better go home now." He said simply.

Misa's incessant humming and fooling around his bed stopped immediately but was replaced by a high-pitched protest.

"Eeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Why?! Misa does not want to go home yet! I want to spend time with my Light!" she moped childishly. The pout on Misa's face annoyed Light more than the loud ringing in his ears caused by the outburst.

"Misa doesn't wanna go home yet! I wanna cuddle with my Liiiggghhhhht!" She ran and lodged herself firmly into Light's left arm and started rubbing onto him like a cat. Gently, Light pushed her away from him, only doing so because Rem is looking daggers at him.

"Misa, I am tired. Go home for now. I need to concentrate and honestly I can't with you here."

"Hmp! Light-kun always have so many excuses!" she growled.

"Misa, I don't want to argue about this." He said, barely hiding his irritation.

"Fine. If you throw me out tonight, you'll never see me again!" Misa squealed crossly.

Light found it hard to not roll his eyes in disgust.

"I'm serious Light." Seeing his non-plussed expression. "Never! Ever! Again!" she scoffed.

Light almost laughed out loud. What an empty threat. He knew full well that Misa is obsessively in love with him, revered him even and would do anything he fancied, even at the cost of her own life. Ryuk almost dropped an apple with what he heard, and knew that the Shinigami is thinking the same way.

"I'm not throwing you out Misa. Like I said, Just go home for now." Light said, without any hint that he neither cared nor heard her last statement.

The pout on Misa's lips disappeared and was replaced by a blank almost emotionless expression, her mouth firmly shut and her brows raised slightly bordering on amusement and shock. For the first time, Light saw a different Amane staring back at him. There's none of the childish, bothersome cutesy pretense that annoys him to the bone. Right now, her eyes look vacant, which in Misa's case is never really out of some exaggerated emotion.

"Fine then. Sayonara, Light." It was almost said in a whisper.

For one, it did not escape Light that she did not address him with some ridiculous possessive pet name and second, her demeanor about the whole going-home situation changed without a shouting match.

A first.

But Light thought that if she leaves, then case closed. That's what he wanted in the first place, anyway.

"Rem, let's go." Without one look at him or another word, she walked towards the door. With a dull thud, his bedroom door closed and the silence settled in as quickly as she left.

"Light, are you sure it's okay to let her go just like that?"Ryuk asked as he lounged lazily on his bed.

"It's nothing" Light almost snorted. "I'm sure she'll be back here whenever the mood strikes her. Why Ryuk? Are you concerned no one's going to feed you apples again?" He asked with a tone of indifference.

Light sat back down and drowned the Shinigami's reply behind him. He picked up his pen and opened the Death Note and poising to write another name, Amane's dead stare flashed through his mind and he didn't know why, but he slightly choked at the thought. What was happening to him? He couldn't possibly believe that Misa was serious. And what did he care if it was true or not?

He shook his head and held the pen firmly. But all he managed to do was blot the page. Light resigned and decided that he will stop for the night.

"What's the matter Light? I thought the reason why you want Misa out is because you want to concentrate." He knew Ryuk was teasing him, but ignored it.

"Oh well, I guess I'm really tired after all. Might as well just turn in." He sighed and got up.

Ryuk eased himself out of his bed and hovered playfully, staring at him. Light fluffed his pillows and rested his head, wisps of hair covering his eyes. He put his hands behind his head and stretched his legs comfortably. Damn it. He can still see flashes of Amane's face. He turned to look at his bedside table and saw the mobile phone he and Misa is using to communicate. He felt the urge to call her but stopped himself. Why bother, really? She probably will be back here tomorrow, sweet talking him for a date. He closed his eyes and started to doze off.

Light woke up with a start. He can feel the sun on his face and cursed loudly to see the time on the clock. The alarm didn't go off and now he's running late. He's never late and he hates being late. He dressed hurriedly, grabbed his things and was already out the door when he turned back quickly and grudgingly grabbed the mobile phone.

He heard Ryuk snickering behind him.

Damn it. Just damn it!

He made the train just in time and breathed a deep sigh of relief. As the train moved he felt the weight of the phone in his pocket. He took it out and checked if there are messages from Amane. Nothing. No texts nor missed calls or some other form of notification he would always just delete.

Another first.

Usually he would find about a hundred little messages and dozens of calls he would not answer. There was only one contact stored in this phone. His finger hovered at the CALL button. As he was about to push it, the train stopped at his station. He regained his senses and with gritted teeth, put the phone back in his pants pocket and got off.

It was a boring day at the university. He sat idly by as he watched his professors drone on and on. As if he doesn't know any of this stuff. Ryuzaki is a no-show again. Well, at least he's good company when he's here. He took the phone out again, and the same empty screen was looking back at him. She can't be fucking serious.

School ended and he had to endure Ryuk's non-stop plea for apples. He's been bored beyond belief floating beside him in class all day making fun of the other students as the hours passed; and now he has pent-up energy to endlessly bug him. He was back at the train station and he heard a faint beeping sound from his pants' pocket. He hastily held the phone up to check.

The BATTERY EMPTY icon flashed once. And the phone turned off.

Shit.

Light has never been so pissed off his whole life. One, the damned phone dared died down on him, Two, he, Kira, the God of the new fucking world is having some sort of emotional upheaval (he'd rather call it that than admit to having affection – which made him involuntarily shudder) because a certain blonde bimbo is giving him the silent freaking treatment and three, he is actually expecting her to pop out somewhere and annoyingly scream his name out in all her baby talk glory. And here he thought he doesn't give a flying fuck at all about Amane Misa.

Walking in the dark home, tracing the bend where she would usually show up and tackle him for a hug he realized he's missing Amane. Crap Yagami Light. What a murderous sissy.

He got home and went straight to his room without having dinner. He lugged his body to bed and threw the phone out of his pocket. Useless piece of crap. There was a knock on the door and Sayu's voice can be heard outside.

"Onii-chan! Onii-chan! Misa-Misa is on TV live right now! I think you better watch!" There was some slight tease to her voice he can't place what.

Lazily he called out, "Alright Sayu, I'll watch it here. Can you please not disturb me again? Thank you!" But he has no plans on doing anything. He closed his eyes and Ryuk came barging in through the wall.

"Oi Light! You have to watch! Humans really are interesting. At least I'd say!" His infamous chuckles is making Light's head ache, and pissing him off more.

"Fine. Fine. I'll turn the damn TV on Ryuk, and shut up!" Ryuk was snorting loudly with derision he came close to actually punching the Death God. He has not tried if it will work; he figured if he did the Shinigami would write his name in the notebook earlier than expected.

Light turned the TV on and he saw Misa's smiling, exaggerated cuteness permeating the screen. It's as if the dead, vacant stare never really happened. It was nauseating. There was a boy with her, about the same age as he, and he almost choked at the scene. She was clinching onto his arm the way she always does to him, and she was rubbing herself too close for comfort and the guy was clearly enjoying the display of affection – eurgh – there's that word again.

"So! Misa-Misa can you tell us something about you and Shinchi-san here! We are so curious!" said the TV show host to the applauding crowd "Are you two the real deal, or as usual are you just teasing us!" There was a wave of oohhhh's and aaaahhhhh's eliciting from the audience.

Light's whole body has gone stiff. Surely this was an act of hers. Pathetic little bimbo brat.

"Eeeehhhhhh! Himitsuuuuuu!" Misa said in the microphone while still affectionately cuddling the ugly as fuck Shikoku. Or whatever the hell his name was.

Another round of gasps and exclamations from the crowd. Light's fists are now clenched so tightly as he sees Rem, there beside her, looking at the camera as if looking at him and taunting "What are you gonna do now, Yagami Light?"

"Oh Misa-Misa is so secretive! But we want to know, do you like Shinchi-san? I think everybody wants to know!" the host asked once more. The crowd now has gone wild.

"Hmmm…. Well since you insist!" Misa said projecting her cutest expression for the camera. She cuddled into him more closely and said "I like Shinchi-san very muuuuccchhhh! In fact, he's my boyfriend!" And she leaned it to kiss him on the cheek.

There was uproar. The crowd was cheering and the announcer was smiling so wide because he just hit primetime jackpot.

"WOW! Misa-chan and –"Light turned off the TV with a rage. He was shaking. Mad.

Why is he so jealous of that tool of a boy Misa dragged on TV with? But most importantly… WHY IS HE SO JEALOUS?

"Oi. Light." Ryuk was calling out. "You okay?"

But he did not answer. He took the Death Note out of his bag. What was the name flashing underneath the puny guy's face? Shinchi Gohachiro? How would you like to have a heart attack on National TV? Ne? How about it?

"You're not really serious about killing that guy on TV huh Light?" Ryuk said clearly amused for he absent-mindedly opened the Death Note and was already holding a pen, ready to write.

Light heaved a deep sigh, and put the pen down calmly. He was wearing a Kira expression Ryuk is always excited to see.

"No. Ryuk. It's not worth it. Ryuzaki would be able to decipher a connection being so direct. I have another plan."

"Eh?"

"Didn't Sayu say it was a live broadcast?"

"Yeah it was."

"Then we're going out for a walk, Ryuk." The Shinigami looked confused.

"Let's go!"

Yagami Light stepped out of the cold, stark night, black wings unfurling excitedly in his wake.

Amane Misa exited the building with Rem despondently. Shinchi-san huh? She's perfected acting all perky and adorable all the time. She doesn't even know why she has to put on that whole sham of a show. But Yagami Light rejecting her too many times is making her pine for some attention. If only.

She walked head down into the cold night when a shadow caused her and Rem to stop dead in their tracks. There was a shadow of someone standing in front of her, with a winged creature floating behind. She quickly looked up and her heart almost stopped.

Yagami Light is staring straight at her, with Kira's eyes boring into her soul.