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Misa smiled to herself as she gazed dreamily at her love letter, written by, “anonymous.” She giggled girlishly as she whispered, “Oh Light, no need to be secretive…” Her letter read, “Meet me at the Kasan Coffee shop at 10:00 A.M. Love, Anonymous.” She sighed, and thought, “Maybe he finally wants to admit his Love to me…” She pressed the letter against her chest and heaved another sigh… She began to explore what she had in her Wardrobe, tossing aside what she found Ugly, or what she thought Light would not like. She finally found a small red and black plaid skirt, fish net stockin

Strangely Meant to Be His eyes were always unspeakably dark, the grays of his irises constantly coalescing into a wintry fog that never failed to penetrate one to the very core. Fuu had once heard a prostitute use the term 'bedroom eyes', so this is what she decided he must have since they invoked such yearning and passion in just one fleeting glance. Although Mugen's eyes were the only beautiful part of his anatomy, Fuu couldn't help but admire his hands, as well. Within these long, slender appendages laid such monstrous power and strength that they could effortlessly slay even the most brutal of beasts. Each finger was an intricately desi