No Problem

"Linder-san," Kyomi Takada was still looking straight at the drunken pop idol as she addressed her body guard. "Would you mind leaving us alone for a while? I'd like to have a nice, private chat with Miss Amane, please."

Halle blinked at her, dumbfounded, as Misa then proceeded to yell, raising the bottle she held and grinning spitefully, "So-oon to be MRS YAGAMI!"

Takada didn't bat an eyelid, only repeating her previous question. "Would you mind leaving us alone? I'm sure Misa won't dare try anything," she turned to smile at Halle in effort to reassure her. "You are an amazing bodyguard, it's just that this couple of drinks doesn't demand your presence. It's just a non-violent, woman to woman chat. Right, Misa?"

The petit blonde didn't voice her opinion on this occasion, only grinding her teeth together and glaring at the empty bottle of what must have been very expensive wine. It gave her a small thrill to know that she'd drank all of Takada's wine, though she could probably afford to buy a lot more.

"...Right." Halle, not wanting to argue, pursed her painted ruby lips and turned to leave, stopping at the door to give her employer one last message. "You know what to do if you need me, right?"

Takada nodded solemnly.

Halle nodded once in response and left, shutting the door softly behind her.

Misa's eyes narrowed. "...So... did you tell her to stay close, just in case I go wacko...?"

Takada blinked, as if Misa's voice had broken some sort of trance she was in. That, or she'd completely forgotten she was there. "Of course not. Don't be so stupid."

"Wh-" Misa went red, surprised by the other's sudden rudeness. She was always so polite, so calm. "H-How dare you speak to me that way! I--"

She was cut off, Takada lent over the table and pressed a finger her pearly pink lips. "You've been a bitch to me the whole time I've known you."

She  edged around the table and knelt beside Misa, still keeping her finger to her lips. "I think you deserve to be punished, don't you?"

The blonde only blinked her big blue eyes at the other, stunned into silence. She was so close to Misa now that she could smell her sweet perfume. Misa inhaled quietly to get more of the scent.

"That's so much better," Takada gave her the warmest smile she could muster and with her free hand, wrapped blonde locks around her fingers.

"You're such a pretty little thing too, it's a shame you spoil yourself by shouting your mouth off all the time, isn't it?"

Misa did look as beautiful as ever tonight, her hair in the usual little pigtails at the top of her head. Though the colour had to be unnatural, the blonde shimmered in the light, and really did suit her. Her big blue eyes, framed with thick black lashes, her round, still flushed cheeks and the full that were slightly parted beneath Takada's finger were proof of how pretty she could look. Her dumbfounded look only added cuteness.

Takada's esmile spread wider, and wasn't as friendly. Her expression reminded Misa, oddly, of a cat who'd just caught their prey.

"Misa." She removed her finger from her lips and tilted her head up before leaning in to press her lips to hers, light, teasing.

Her hands wandered down her small frame, stopping at her stomach to slide under her shirt and to cup her breasts.

Misa gave a low moan. She shuddered when takada broke away to chuckle at her, her warm breath on her cheek.

"Misa Amane," the younger woman sounded like she was struggling to contain her excitement. "Where is your underwear?"

Misa jerked back, averting her eyes. Her cheeks that were flushed by Takada touching her now drained of colour.  "I... I only have eyes for Light," she barely whispered.

"What was that?" Kiyomi let the shirt re-cover Misa's naked breasts.

"I-" the oldest of the pair flushed and squeezed her eyes shut, her little hands balling into fists. "I only have eyes for Light."

"I see." She gave Misa a dissatisfied look, but leaned in close to her again, her hushed voice dripping with venom. "And what do you think Yagami-san would say right now?"

Hands disappeared under her top to carress her. Misa's eyes opened with an almost audible snap as she moaned, silently pleading.

"You're enjoying being touched by me. His little Misa is with someone else. Shivering. Moaning."

The soft pads of Kiyomi's thumbs grazed her nipples teasingly, causing yet another breathless moaHands disappeared under her top to carress her. Misa's eyes opened with an almost audible snap as she moaned, silently pleading.

"You're enjoying being touched by me. His little Misa is with someone else. Shivering. Moaning."

The soft pads of Kiyomi's thumbs grazed her nipples teasingly, causing yet another breathless moan.

"His little Misa is so sensitive."