Monday, in the next morning, I was still sleeping, but not in the bed. I was sleeping on the couch, but why? I know that I was sleeping with L in his room. I really didnt know what happend. When I got up I saw a letter on the table next to the couch. The letter was from L, I was shoked, It says:
"Hey, I know you ask yourself why are you on the couch and not in my bed, well I know I should tell your yesterday, but I knew that you will get mad so I tell you know. I want you to keep our relationship a secret, I love you, but I think that would be bad for everyone to know. Im sorry!"
I wanted cry, I thought, he would do everything for me, but he will make our relationship a secret. oK I will do that but...Before I could say anything, the police officers came to the building.
"Hey Misa, what are you doing here ?" Matsuda asked me "Did you cry ?"
"No no I forgot my wallet here so I came for..."
Before I say anything, L came from his room, he looked so cool, even If I was sad and mad at him, I wanted to kiss him, even If I wanted to punch him, I loved him like before. I want to cry!! My phone ringed, It was my boss, I musted go to work!!
"Sorry, guys I must go to work. I just go refresh myself" I said.
I run crying next to L. One of my tears fell on Ls hand. I think he wanted to cry too.
"Officers I go bring the new papers in the Kira case."
"Sure. Ok ."
L runed upstairs, he caught me and pushed me on the wall.
"What are you..."
He kissed me, he didnt want to let go. That kiss was something very important in our relationship, it was the longest kiss that I ever had. With that kiss I realized how much he loves me.
"L..." I cried "What are you donig ?"
"Im sorry..."He stared to cry "I dint want you to cry. I just want you to be safe. If someone knew that you were my girlfriend, they would try to kill you, just for revenge. Im sorry, Im so sorry."
"No L, please dont cry. Im sorry. I just tought that you dont love me and you dont care about me."
"Lisen, after work, come here and I will show you how much I love you!!"
"No, you dont need to..."
He kissed me so sweet!!
"Ohh..I need to. You just come!!"
After my job ended (BTW I become a covergirl, so cool) I camed to the building. It was like the night that we had our first kiss. Evrything was dark except the TV, that someone was looking.
"Helo? Is anybody here ?"
"Hey! You really came."
"Yes I did. Why did I have to came. You know its alright, I know you love me and I love you so..."
"No, I want you to know how much I love you, so I telled the police officers that we are a couple."
"L, why ?"
"Becuse I LOVE YOU, you idiot !!!"
He pull me to his chair, he pulled that much that I had to sit on his knees. He watched me deep in my eyes and I passed with my fingers through his black hair. We stared kissing, first we have some little sweet, cute kisses, he removed my shirt and we started to laught. After that we had diffrend kisses, wet, hot and sexy kisses. Then was my turn and I removed his shirt, we blushed and smiled. We started to make out. More and more.
"Wait..."
"No, I dont want to" He said while he kissed my neck.
"LAWLIET!!" I shouted.
"What is it?" He asked me while he looked deep in my eyes.
"I..I...." I couldnt say anything when he look at me like that, "I dont think it would be possibe to do "that" in your chair..."
"Hmmm... your right, come here"
"What are you doing??"
He raised me and brought me upstairs. As he did that I looked at his cute face. In that moment he stoped and watched me too. Then he blushed. And taked me to his room.
"Dont you have work tomorow ?"
"Yes, but the Kira case dont make much progress, and in this last days he didnt kill many people so we dont have much to do ." L said, "BTW I taked this evening and the tomorow morning free (till 10 am) so I could make this scene that I show you much I care about you. So what about you ?"
"Me t-too..." I was shaking.
"If you only knew how cute you are now" He looked at me with a rape smile
"Just shut up and come here ."
"As you wish."
It wasnt our first time together, but it was so intensive, I never wanted to stop.
