First chappy to...THE STORY! I am...CHIBIKAMIKO! And this will be a story written by me and...dun dun dun...KAHARRI! We are going to take turns writing each writing a chappy from our characters POV. Soo...

Ayaka (meaning 'colourful flower') Ishimaru (meaning 'round stone') copyright Kaharri

Maika (meaning 'dancing fire') Hokama (meaning 'pyromaniac' :D) copyright me

Death Note copyright whoever wrote it.

~Maika's POV~

Agian, I am alone. I sit here along on the swingset, my pale, grey orbs dashing around at the rest of the kids. They rested on none other than Light Yagami, the nation's top Smartical. Whatever.

Do I REALLY have to be in his graduating class 2 years from now? I sighed. I hopped off the swingset and tied my hair back to keep the curly black and electric blue ringlets from blowing in my face. I pulled up my hood with the little kitty ears. Wind whipped around my face. Man, I thought. Why did I wear my extremely short jean shorts to school today?

F*ck it. I'm going to an orphanage soon. You know, the one on that street next to that building. What was that building next to it called...? Oh, yeah...Wammy's...

I pulled a box of Pockys (Author's note: That's what they're called where I live in America. Not pocky. Pockys. Now I want some.) I started to walk up to Light to try to start a conversation with him, but...

"FUUUCCCCCKKKKK!" I faceplanted. "Dammit, why does this always happen to me?"

"Maybe because you like to set things on fire." said Yagami, reaching a hand down to help me up. I ignored it and stood up on my own. "Maybe it's God's way of punishing you. Better watch it, Hokama-baka. Kira might come and punish you himself!" he howled with laughter.

"Fuck Kira." I told him, my eyes glowing red yet again. "This whole Kira thing is shit."

I left him standing there, looking very taken aback, his face turning pale.

I walked away, uttering a string of swear words. "That bastard. He better watch his smartass mouth or he'll get set on fire-the Hokama way."

You see, we Hokama's have learned to abuse fire over the last few centuries. Maybe that's why our family line is 'Hokama'. We're a bit of pyros. Especially me. What I am doing here, a new orphan, French girl who's never even seen France, much less even speak it. The Hokama family, my late dad's side, is 100% German, while my mom's side, the Honda line, is 70% French, 30% British. Or something. I speak German very well, having grown up there. I don't really know my Honda cousins, but I know there's Krystal, Kyoko, Kamiko, Roy, and Yuki. And Kami-onee-chan's best friend, Limantha Bean, or Lima for short.

But I know one thing. This world doesn't have enough room for that smartass Yagami family. Because I know...what their name is spelt backwards. And I seem to be the only one to realize it.

~End of Maika's POV~