Porcelain Hearts and Silk Roses: Chapter Six

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Title: Porcelain Hearts and Silk Roses

Fandom: Death Note

Pairing: Misa/Light

Summary: Misa, she knew she was a silly sentimental girl, but Valentine's Day was still her favorite day of all. A series of seven one shots, over seven special days in her life. Spoilers through the whole series.

Rating: PG




Title: Diamonds and Gold

Time: Late during the timeskip.

Misa is older now, older than she should be, older than she ever expected to be. It’s funny, she thinks sometimes, when she was young she always thought she was grown up, but never really realized what that meant. But she is grown up now, and today is her fifth Valentine’s Day with her Light. He’s still hers, totally hers, and if his gaze turns distant and he looks at her without seeing her, she knows he’s just thinking of the beautiful work they’ll rule together. She’s never letting him go. Normally, Light would take Misa out for dinner at some ritzy place, but Misa, she has very specific plans for today. Instead of a dinner date, she pulls him away from the computer and away from his charade and his work of making a new world.

She leads him, giggling and smiling coy, into a tiny little jewelry shop downtown. It’s a nice place, family owned and they’re always so nice to Misa. She suspects she’s keeping the place afloat on her own with all the jewelry she buys there, but that’s okay. Light shouldn’t fit in so easily, but he does, and Misa can only marvel at how perfect he looks surrounded by jewels and precious metals, none of them as valuable as he is. One day, she thinks as she looks at necklaces, everyone will know how perfect he is, and jewels can surround him forever, offerings by the adoring masses that will love him almost as much as Misa does.

Light’s already asked, sighing, at least five times why they’re here, and wouldn’t she rather go to dinner like normal? She only giggles, enjoying the maybe-sin of hiding something from her God. It’s not a sin since she’ll explain eventually, right? Misa is sure he’s bored, but she wants to string this out a bit. So she talks about the different stones she likes, the metals she thinks match her hair and her eyes and oh, will this style go with her outfit this weekend? Light’s eyes don’t glaze over, and he doesn’t act annoyed with all her talking, and Misa can’t help but smile at her perfect gentleman, her perfect knight.

Still, she came her for a reason and it wasn’t just to frustrate her boyfriend. She asks him, still giggling a bit, if she looks better in silver or gold. Light says gold, without hesitation, and Misa knows it’s true. It catches the color of her hair, and makes her blue eyes stand out and turns her black cloths warm. Then she asks what jewel is best for her, batting her eyelashes at him and smiling. This time he thinks for a moment, and Misa isn’t sure what he’ll say, until he steps close and whispers into her ear that only diamonds are worthy of her. The feel of his breath against her ear still makes her weak kneed, and she knows this is love, like she waited all her life for. When her mind returns to her, she nods, and tells Light to pick out something for her. All she needs to do is distract him for a little while, and he dutifully begins examining the earrings for something she might like. Misa, she turns to the attendant, nodding and fidgets like a little girl while the attendant gets something from the backroom.

The attendant returns, holding a small velvet box and Misa takes it, her hands shaking far too much. She’d guessed he might pick diamonds, because he knows they’re her favorite, but she’s still glad it worked out that way. She calls Light over to her, and from the box, she takes a ring. It’s a woman’s ring, sized to fit Misa, and completely unique. The gold wraps around perfect diamonds, spinning and sparkling. She gives it to him, and he looks in her eyes seriously. Misa, she knows he understands, and puts a finger on his lips to stop his questions. She holds onto the matching man’s ring, and tries to ignore the sweat dripping down her hairline.

Light just smiles at her, smiles warm and loving and only a little bit possessive, and pulls her to his chest. He whispers in her ear again, not yet but soon, and she clings to him. Light’s always said he can’t marry her in an imperfect world, and Misa knows he’s right, that paradise is the only fitting place for their honeymoon. She wants her wedding to be witnessed by the whole world, by all the other girls that stared and all of their worshipers, the whole world covered in white. This ring is a promise that one day, one day soon, the world will be perfect enough. Misa can wait.

Misa, she smiles, clutching the ring to her chest, and lets him lead her home and to his room. It’s the perfect end to the day, and she drifts to sleep telling herself that it’s her name he whispers in his sleep.