Misa comes to a realization! I hope you guys like it. I'm probably going to be late to work because I wanted to upload this for my lovely readers xD Don't worry. You can thank me with reviews.

I don't own Death Note or any of the characters, etc. etc.

----------

Misa walked, or rather, skipped, into her closet to put away the garments she had just stripped herself of. She picked out a fresh, appropriate outfit, put it on, and walked over to sit on her bed. Misa is so clever, she thought to herself, Light would be proud! She froze. Light. She hadn't thought of him at all during her little show. A wave of panic washed over her, leaving her a bit pale. Would Light be mad at her for doing that for another man? She hadn't even done that for Light! Of course, she would have in a heart beat, if he ever asked her to. But he never asked her to do anything. And he did nothing to show her that he cared…should Misa care?

Misa shook her head as if to rid herself of awful thoughts. Of course she cared! Light is Misa's true love! Ryuuzaki is just some strange man, with cute eyes, and an adorable way of sitting, and soft hair…Misa shook her head once again with even more force than before. Stupid Misa! Ryuuzaki-san is totally not your type! Forcing herself to believe this statement seemed to make herself feel better, and she relaxed some. She decided she'd visit Light's room later and possibly perform her show for him. He was sleeping at the moment. The Kira case had exhausted him, leaving him even grouchier than before. The last thing Misa wanted to do was to wake him with good intentions, only to be melted by his laser-beam stare.

Misa laid back on her bed and sighed. She was bored once again! She decided that her idea had been brilliant, and she couldn't think of anything to top it. She sighed once again, waiting. Wait, waiting? For what, exactly? Subconsciously, she had wanted to grab Ryuuzaki's attention so that maybe, just maybe, he'd come to visit her. She had been hoping for a reaction, and although she assumed she got one, she wasn't satisfied because she had not seen it. She didn't even know if Ryuuzaki had seen her dancing! She tangled a tiny hand into her hair and yanked. She didn't know why she did this, it had always just been a way of relieving frustration. Sort of like how Ryuuzaki would nibble on his thumb…Misa smiled. Faster than lightning, that smile turned into a frown. Oh no! Misa has a crush on Ryuuzaki-san!

Ryuuzaki leaned against the wall of the shower. He had given up on the cold water and had turned the faucet so that warm water was now pouring out of the showerhead. The warm water helped to clear his mind, anyways. His clothes were drenched and sticking to his body, but he didn't really mind. It wasn't like this was his only change of clothes, contrary to other's beliefs.

He had been immersing himself in the water for at least twenty minutes now, and nothing had really become clear to him. He knew this was something that Misa would do, but why for him? Ryuuzaki understood a lot of things, but during his years of being a detective, he had yet to figure out women. And Misa Amane was definitely a woman. The right corner of his mouth turned upward as he remembered the way Misa's body moved, those perfect curves…

Like a snake striking its prey, Ryuuzaki's hand was on the faucet turning it so that the water, once again, became ice cold.

Back in her room, Misa was having an inner struggle. She was dying to know if Ryuuzaki had seen her on camera, but how was she to find out? She had been this close to going to the main room of the building to see if Ryuuzaki was still there. She was almost eighty percent sure that even if he was there, he wouldn't make it known to her that he had watched her.

"How is Misa-Misa supposed to know if he saw?!" She sat up and folded her arms, unsure of what to do. Finally, after a few more moments of pulling hair, biting nails, and huffing to herself, she came to her conclusion. Misa needs to be brave. Misa is a very successful model, after all! With that, she stood up, took a few deep breaths, and made her way to Ryuuzaki.

Ryuuzaki was sitting in his usual position in front of his computer and working on the Kira case, as usual. He decided to put the ordeal with Misa out of his mind and focus on the more important things at hand. He had changed into a dry set of clothing, which looked just like the former set he had on, but his hair was damp and hanging heavily around his face. Just when he thought he could actually be a bit productive, he saw a glint of blonde out of the corner of his eye. Oh, god help me.

"Ewww Ryuuzaki-san, why is your hair all wet?" Misa scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out.

"Well, Misa-san, that would be entirely your fault."

"Huh…? What are you talking about?" Misa looked truly puzzled now. Her intention was to see if Ryuuzaki had watched her, not to have him confuse her.

"Your methods of distraction are very..." he turned to look at her, "Resourceful."

Misa stared at him blankly. Why did Ryuuzaki have say things she didn't understand?

"Ryuuzaki-san, what do you mean?" She stared at him, eyes slightly wide, her lips forming a small pout.

"Misa-san, I don't know if you intended for me to see your performance, so to speak, or if you had hoped for Light to be watching instead, but I was the one present. And I should tell you, Misa-san, that you are very skillful when it comes to dancing."

It took all of Misa's self-control not to burst out into a fit of giggles. However, her thoughts were evident when a large smile plastered itself to her perfectly made-up face. "Oh, so Ryuuzaki-san liked Misa's dance? Misa's been practicing…models can do other things too, you know!"

"Yes, I wonder what other things?" Ryuuzaki realized the perverseness in this question, and immediately regretted asking. He was not sure if he wanted Misa to know the effect she had on him. Unfortunately, Misa realized it too.

"Ryuuzaki-san, you pervert!" She literally started hopping around his chair and pointing at him, chanting, "Pervert! Pervert!"

Ryuuzaki would have hit his face with his keyboard, had it not been for his knees in the way.

Understanding what effect her actions had on Ryuuzaki gave her a punch of confidence. She walked over to Ryuuzaki and leaned down so that her head was almost resting on his knee. He flinched noticeably; contact with women was not something he was used to. Not at all. And had she ever heard of a personal bubble?

"Ryuuzaki-sannn," she said, dragging out the last syllable, "Misa doesn't mind that you saw her dance, Misa wanted you to! Can you entertain Misa now?"

"I apologize Misa-san, but I am still terribly busy. Your distraction has forced me to put off my work, and now I've fallen behind. Possibly later, however. Once Watari brings me a snack, I should be able to work more efficiently. Now Misa, do you think you could find something else to entertain yourself with? Something innocent and harmless?"

Misa giggled. She couldn't help it, her confidence was simply overflowing! She didn't even think twice when she tangled her manicured hand into his damp, unruly hair and, pulling his head back slightly, kissed his lips softly and quickly. She pulled back just in time to see a scarlet blush overtake his face. She giggled once again.

"Don't worry Ryuuzaki-san, Misa will behave!" And with that, she flounced away to another part of the building, leaving Ryuuzaki wide-eyed and speechless.