Do You Think...
Rating: G
Characters: Light/L, Misa
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As he poured the cream into his tea, he watched it cloud slowly. Reluctantly, he began stirring the tea and, at the same time, rolling his eyes at the high-pitched vocal belting coming from the kitchen.

Eventually, his eyes rested on the sugar cube container. He starred at it and the next moment, his fingers were stacking up the cubes, as if they have taken on a life of their own.

"Do you think this song will make it onto the next album? Misa-misa loves this song!"

"Do you think this end will make you forget about me? I'm sure you'll be wrong."

"Shut up, damn it!" came out thunderous as he swept the sugar cubes off the table. A glass breaking sound from the kitchen was followed thereafter.

"Damn it... not supposed to miss you..." he breathed.

And it was raining heavily outside again.