Day of the Dead.

The bakery smelt sweet of vanilla, cream and sugar, and displayed an gorgeous array of different confections in the window and on the shelves. Cream seemed to have kissed each and every cake and the fruits only made them more beautiful. It was so hard to choose between vanilla topped with strawberries and cream, chocolate mocha, taro in all of it's lavender-lilac beauty, rose, or matcha.

After a few minutes of indecision and worrying if she's annoying the people behind her in line, Misa finally made the choice to close her eyes, make a random point at a random cake, and order that. When she opened her black eyeliner clad eyes, she found that her vampire-esque red fingernail was pointing at the rose flavoured cake, clad in rose petals, strawberry roses, marigolds, and pink whipped cream piped delicately onto the form of the beautiful dessert.

"Can I please have the rose cake?"

After 5 minutes of the cashier boxing and packaging the cake, she took it and was on her merry way to greet a friend of hers. The walk to his place was a bit tedious, but Ryuzaki was her friend, and she loves her friend enough to endure tedious tasks to please them.

Once she got to the door of the room in which she usually sees him, she shuffled the cake to be balanced on her hip, knocked gently, put the cake back in her two hands, and waited for a response from Ryuzaki. Watari answered instead.

"Hello?" He asked, peering his round glasses down at the small gothic girl.

"Hi! I'm here to give this to Ryuzaki-san..." She gestured the cake closer to the elder man with a kind face, " Is he here?"

"Yes, come in." He held the door open for her with a welcoming gesture.

"Thank you." she nodded, passing him to look for her tired eyed, slouched friend with messy black hair that reminded her of Robert Smith from "the Cure". After 30 seconds, she saw him hiding in plain sight, slouching, as usual, on the sofa, with his back to her, sipping some sugary tea. He heard her signature chunky, platform heels walk on the hard woods and slowly turned his head to look back. For the first time, she sensed a kind of sadness on his face.

"Yes, Miss Amane?" He asked quietly. t robotic vibration at which he spoke was disrupted by hidden sorrow.

"Happy birthday, Ryuzaki! I'm sorry this is a couple days late, but I got you a cake." Her slender arms that held the box stretched out to bring his gift closer to him.

Turning to face her fully, he smelt a sweet floral scent "How thoughtful of you… is this rose I smell?"

She just smiled at him and watched him open the box. For a man with such large hands, he handled the box rather delicately. Once the cake was revealed to him, he lowered his wide eyes to analyze the pretty girl who's earnest face was adorned gold hair, black ribbons and let out a small grin. He then turned around and started walking away.

Misa furrowed her eyebrows and crooked her neck in confusion. "Ryuu~, why are you walking away?"

He looked as if he couldn't hear her and walked towards a cabinet that held plates and cutlery and returned back to Misa with a knife, two sets of plates and dessert forks. He cut two pieces of cake, plated them, took one to his form and the other, he gave to Misa. It was the slice with a rose on top.

"Y-you're giving the fanciest slice to me?"

He shrugged. "I don't eat roses, I like strawberries better."

"Well, thank you. It's a nice rose."

He didn't reply, he only masticated upon the pink, glucose-based carbohydrates that lay upon him.

He still looked sad, from what Misa observed. He didn't seem to have the curious stare his big, dark eyes once had, but instead, his eyes were filled with an emptiness to them. "Ryuzaki-san, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Misa."

She messed around with the cake on her plate, knocking some crumbs around with her fork. "Are you mad that I'm late with your birthday? I'm really sorry, I was so busy, Ryu, there was this company who wanted to do a halloween photo shoot with me and I just couldn't resist-"

"You did nothing to upset me, actually." He replied quietly, crouching down to get a second slice of cake.

"What's wrong?"

He stared down at the marigold on his slice and wondered what he'd be like if his childhood was different. It was November 2nd, the Day of the Dead. Although this celebration is meant to be happy, all L could think about on this day were his late parents.

"Ryuu?" Misa leaned toward him, placing a delicate hand on the side of his face. "Ryuu, are you alright?"

For the first time, someone finally showed concern for his current status, though, it was no surprise to him that Misa was wondering about how he felt. Her ability to be strangely endearing made him feel slightly better.

He turned his head to face Misa, the source from which affection was being displayed. His eyes looked up and into her seemingly innocent amber eyes. He shifted his vision to the direction in which her warm hand was holding his pallor face. He nestled his face deeper into her palm, reaching a hand forward, onto her waist, bringing her onto his lap.

"I could fall for you." He whispered softly as he cupped her face, bringing her lips closer to his.

Her cheeks became pink with surprise after L's unexpected response to her compassion. Her big, bright eyes lifted up to meet the dark, dim eyes that looked down to her face, studying her face feature by feature. Her doe eyes that shone and sparkled like caramel, her rosy cheeks that lit up when he surprised her, her soft hair that closely resembled spun gold, and, last but not least, her glossy, cherry-red lips that were the first to kiss him. He left his gaze upon Misa's lips, wondering how they'd taste and feel if he were to just kiss her. He then wondered how she'd react… Would she be bold? Would she get shy? Would she gasp in shock? Would she push him away or beg for more?

"You're very sweet, Miss Amane." L finally added, after gazing upon her for what felt like an eternity. He then leaned down and pressed his soft, frosting covered lips to meet hers, laying a light peck on her lips. Before going any further, he pulled away to observe the object of his affection.

The pink in Misa's face intensified further as she looked straight up at him, bewildered with what he had just done. She batted her eyelids in disbelief as he sat there, just staring at her as if he didn't just spontaneously pull her into his lap and kiss her. This was something Light would never do to her.

He stroked her cheek lightly and continued to gaze down at her, with a small smile. For once, Misa was left speechless and L was the more vocal one of the two. "Is your lipgloss strawberry flavoured?"

She sheepishly nodded, looking away from his eyes that never seemed to blink with purpose.

"Can I taste it again, Miss Amane?..."

She was now in between the devil and the deep blue sea… On one hand, Light would never initiate a kiss with her, compliment her, or even show her the slightest bit of affection… He'd just ignore her. On the other end, she felt extremely guilty for liking how he left her feeling, knowing that this is breaking her loyalty to Light Yagami. She shifted her eyes from the floor back to her dear friend, Ryuzaki. She gave him a shy nod and wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her fingers explore his crow's nest of a mane.

He kissed her again, only this time it was deeper, more passionate and more demanding. She moaned into it when he gave her waist a cheeky squeeze and nipped her lower lip, pulling out of the kiss only to playfully nip and peck at her jawline and neck, causing her to whine and whimper with infatuated delight as she let the detective advance upon her delicate frame, their bodies lowering on the sofa as he pinned her down. The tender nibbles and licks that Ryu gave her trailed down from her lips all the way down to her chest, laying hickeys that were violet and sweet like sugar plums.

Although she didn't want him to stop, she felt the need to stop him nonetheless once he got to the cleavage that her dress revealed so tastefully. "P-pervert! Stop kissing me there!" She huffed, red in the face from the arousal that was so generously given to her.

"Pervert?" He asked in a monotone but seemingly hurt voice. "Now why would you say that?"

She didn't have a proper response, so she just huffed in silence as he withdrew from her and the two bodies were now sitting in their original state, next to each other. She looked down and "I'm sorry, Ryu, it's just.. I - I.. I don't know.." She hugged him again, digging her head into his chest. "I'm the pervert. I can't believe I just cheated on Light."

L stayed silent to listen to her, petting her long blonde hair with one hand as the other held her waist.

"But he never would be this affectionate, he'd just ignore me… I just needed this so bad… I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Even if I show him affection he'd ignore me. Or brush me off. You don't. I don't know what to do…" She felt L kiss her forehead and tightened her embrace upon his slender frame.

"Well, I could fall for you, Misa."