Chapter one: From England to Japan, demented teenage girls.

(Okay guys, this isn't how I wanted my death note fic to be so am reversing most of it cause I plainly sux arse. I hate my mind...(sigh)..Update:9-15-06 Woot! Now am happy and it's cool now!)

Satday-3:30.Am

The echoing of the keys on the keyboard being pressed was a continuess sound in the investigation room, but neither Light or the other dectives were near of a computer only L, what was odd that he smirked after there was cute jingle beeping from his computer speakers. The others poked their head around the screen to see what was so...Cute. And this is what they saw...(This is kinda beings where Vol.5 leaves off..and I read vol.6 soo..around that area!)

Kawaii88AngelDetecive: Hiya! How R u?

SherlockMo7L: Hey, depressed.

Kawaii88AngelDetective: Awww...How come?

SherlockMo7L: Thought someone was another person...You know Kira, right?

Kawaii88AngelDetecive: Yep, of course I am leading the british investigation you know. So, you locked up the wrong guy, Huh?

SherlockMo7L: Not entirely, he's still not in the clear yet.

Kawaii88AngelDetecive: Ahhh...The grey area right? Well, anyways...The team broke up just now. Cowards...Afraid of Kira.

SherlockMo7:...Just now?

Kawaii88AngelDetecive: Yep...This is why I rather work alone.

SherlockMo7: Well, you do work better alone. But, there is in some cases when you do need another person helping in any investigation, And are you comming tomorrow? You promised if the team broke up you would.

Kawaii88AngelDectecive: Maybe, If I can get away from my family. They haven't seen me in weeks, and I have a ton of school work to do.

SherlockMo7L: You know you want to.

Ryuzaki looked up from his typing and glared at everybody, "Are you not surppose to be working?" Everyone just glared back, all of their faces saying the same thing, "Aren't you too!" Light bend over a bit towards the screen, " Who's this Kawaii88AngelDectecive? Sounds like a girl..." L looked away, taking a sip of his tea. "That's because AngelDectective is a girl." Light raised his eyebrow in disbelief, he took another glance at the conversation, "And she's head of...Well, was head of the British investigation team." Matsuda started to laugh, "Ryuzaki chatting online with a girl? No offense but, you aren't excatly the ladies man...Did she ever seen a picture of you?" L turned off the screen and turned his chair around, his pale emotionless face. "We went to school together and..."

Everyone had stop what they were doing and was staring at him, hanging on his everyword about this girl and him. "Annnddd...?" Said Matsuda, not even blinking. L turned back around and said very quitely, mummbling the words. "And...We're...Dating." The expression of everyone: O.o? These words hit everyone like a hundred Shinigamis(who would have to be very fat),everyone had the look of freaked out, disbelief and the faint smile of mischievous. "Your joking right? This girl is your sister, right?" Matsuda laughed the words and rubbed the back of his head, his once pefectly combed hair was now...A mop, Ryuzaki just sighed and took a sip of his tea. "No, I am not joking. When I lived in England for five years I met her..." He stood from his chair, rumbling through his deep, deep pockets. The jingle of keys could be heard, rustling of paper and then he had final pulled out a small photograph of an teenage girl, her long brown hair reflecting the sun's rays, the girl's face gave a sight smile. Her pale visage was perfect and her full pink lips glisten under the sun, her dark brown eyes were like deep shimmering pools. "What's her name?" Light smirked at L, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Mimarin Faytel, her hobbies include drawing, painting, Being a D.J and also sloving cold case files." Ryuzaki said this very casually while flipping the girl's picture back into is right pocket, "On her last I.Q test she scored about 165." Matsuda's mouth dropped, "She's...She's perfect. 165! She's a genuis! And babe too! Wow, Ryuzaki you hit the jackpot."

"Meh, she's also a great cook." L added in, taking another sip of his tea.

Light tilted his head slightly, "I think...I've seen her face before. Has she ever been on televison? Or in Magzines?" L took another sip, "She's an artist. Mima is an alias, many do not know her actual name which am not going to tell you. She finds it embarassing. And she has been doing various work since middle school." Matsuda's face went red, "The Mima Faytel? I have a comic with her name on it! Bloody secrets! It's a best seller among college students, or what I have heard." L set his cup down and looked up at Matsuda, " 'Bloody secrets' is a best seller but, the one poppular among college students is 'Within these bones'." Matty's (What we call him:) face fell, his heart wounded. "Oh..Yeah..." L shook his head and faced back to the screen turning it on, "She's comming tomorrow. Watari send a private jet for her, I hate to have wait around because of a cancelation." Watari nodded and bowed, "Yes sir, right away." L contiuned to type for alittle bit, he looked alittle amused when she sent a reply.

Kawaii88AngelDective: Oh...I keep forgetting your loaded, Lol.

SherlockMo7L: Loaded? Well, the jet will arrive early in the morning, I know your not a morning person. One of the staff aboard will call you when the jet is ready to recive you.

Kawaii88AngelDective: I haven't been in Japan in along time, since I was six! Oh...I'll get lost and go insane from all the change.

SherlockMo7L: Well, if you would take the medication that the doctors gave you then this wouldn't bug you as much.

Kawaii88AngelDective:...I know, I know...

Light eyes widen alittle, "Medication?" L glanced at him. "Yes, she must take it. The pills surpress her urge to lashout or hurt herself, they make her drowsey and relax. Mima can not usually adapt normanly or cope with a lost of a love one ,or as simply with a new building next door. But she is not insane, she's pefectly able to hold her own in crisis or when she has to use a gun or somesort of weapon." L, looked back to the screen, Mima had signed off to go pack.

Matsuda, "Do geniuses always have problems?" L and Light just looked at Matty, not even going to give the honor of replying to the stupid remark. Dective Yagami sat with his head resting on his hands, "So...She is a toubled girl. Was she born with this? Or did this happen with trama?"

Ryuzaki turned off the computer, turning his chair to face him. "Trama. I do trust all of you to not repeat what I am about to say." L cleared his thoat, taking a sip of his tea while also grabbing a slice of the some cake. "Mima...Had a ideal childhood, New toys everyday, expensive art surplies, private tutors, all what any girl her age could want. But like any wonderful dream an nightmare appears and rips your reality apart, Mimarin had loving parents, but atlast they didn't really know who trust nor did they have empathic powers. When Mima turned eight years old, she started to be molested by her older half brother who always had mental problems but, his IQ is even higher then mine or Raito's." Ryuzaki took a bite of his cake, munching away. "While her parents went on a year long cruise Mima was being touched and molested more frequntly, she didn't know who to react what was happening to her. And so, like other childern who went through the same series of events, she began to blame herself, hurting herself." Another few bites, a room full of slience and listening ears.

"Many childern who become abuse suffer emotion and physical illnesses, one of them is very hard to elvaute and that Schizophrenia, Mima might have that very same illness in which she might see or hear things that are not there at all. But the doctors in London are not sure yet." L took another bite, this coversation didn't seem to bother him in the least, "Mimarin is your basic demented teenager with a curling iron." Light smirked, Matsuda laughed, Yagami gave only a slight smile.

A young girl sat on the edge of her bed, brushing her long dark hair, humming to herself. "Susa...Susa.." She said softly, her face turning over to the window in which a young man was gazing out from, his semi-long blonde hair enclosed his pale vasage and his bright pure aquamarine eyes lit up his worried expression. "Susa..." The girl laid the brushing on the bed, next to her suitcase, she stood up gently and slowly from the bed. The youth looked over at, "Do not get up...You have just taken your medication, you might fall."

One word blasted in the other room, the angelic like man craddled her in his arms. "Mima..." He purred.

Mimarin snuggled against him, "Susa...How...How is it I can see you when most people can not see their own gurdians?"

Susa smiled gently, "Because...No angel has felt this deeply for a mere human girl."

The girl gave a soft, "oh". Later that night as Mima chatted with L, she giggled at the screen. The youth laid on the bed, watching her with cat like eyes, each slight movement of her frame his eyes gave a slight twitch, studying her.

Morning came very early for Mima and Misa, Light ended up waking on the floor with Misa laying on top of him. Ryuzaki was still sitting in his chair, not sleeping but clearly wide awake, typing away. Watari's voice came booming from the speakers, "Lady Mima's flight has arrived sir. Should I bring her stright to headquarters or would you like to wait in the terminal for her?" L blinked, pushing a button. "I'll come for her." Ryuzaki tugged on the chain that binded him to Light-chan, "Light-kun. Get up, Mimarin is waiting." Misa sat up and rubbed her eyes, huffy about her Lighty whitey getting up so suddenly leaving her to bang her chin on the hard cold floors. "Are we taking the helicopter?" Light asked, also rubbing his eyes.

The dark headed european chuckled slightly, "Mima-chan is terrified of heights and flying objects." The youth gave L a strange look, trying to comtaplate that if she was afriad of heights and flying objects then why did she ride in a private jet? Truthly if we can turn back the hands of time then we could see Miss. Faytel clintching her hands into fists in her lap, shaking slightly with her eyes wide open staring down at her hands. Susa chuckled slightly, putting an warm arm around her small shoulders, her tiny frame pressed against his.

With each step Mima took as she began to descent from the plane, she felt with each step tooken that her angel was slowly fading away behind her. The cold and emptyness began to fill her gut, shirvleded insides, and a slight headache mixed with the bright sun of early morning.

(Comment: I think I rushed this too much, so it may sound crappy. Oh well, My mind is in a flop and the shit has hit the fan.

Update: 9-14-06 I think I can get through this, make it better and fix it until it's really ready to be read without my guilty heart throbbing.)