Apr 17, 2007 00:23
I don't know what to write...maybe I'll continue Remu misa and just see what happens
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: Remu x Misa
Rating: PG 13 for sexual suggestiveness
Warnings: yuri(girl/girl ie gay themes) worksafe
disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. The Author and the artist are two of the most talented people alive today and I am not worthy. Please, if this interests you, buy the manga or the dvds whenever they come out in your region. You will not be disappointed.
Misa stretched her arms high into the air and sighed wistfully before turning to approach her wardrobe. There were perks to being a model. Large mirrors surrounded her room and never ceased to remind her that she was no longer alone. Remu was always there...watching. Normally she'd meet the shinigami's gaze and smile before carrying on with what she was doing. But today would be different. Misa was tired of only being watched, she wanted so much more. No, she wouldn't be smiling at Remu just yet. Misa stuck her tongue out of the corner of her mouth as she pulled open her wardrobe and began flipping through her latest purchases. Her eyes widened as her hand clenched around a new red dress. *This one! A chill shot through her skin as she remembered the dirty thoughts that were running through her head when she ordered it. And if the ecstatic butt dance she could not refrain herself from sharing had half the affect she imagined it would, this night could turn out very rewarding.
I got interrupted during this one so...it's a bit short. And I'm claiming it as Monday's drill because it won't be tomorrow until I wake up, no matter what you tell me ;p. Oh, and that was the famous 'winry butt dance' for anyone who may have been confused.
remuxmisa,
drill,
yuri