"Guess what everyone!" The blonde tornado, also known as Misa Amane called out as she ran into the main room of the task force building.
"Hi Misa-Misa!" Mastuda called from his seat, in his always present happy attitude. "How did the meeting with your manager go, well I hope?" Of course he was the only one who bothered to take any real interest in what Misa was up to.
"TOTALLY AMAZING! They want me to be the next contestant on the 'Challenge the Talent' show! Can you believe that?!" She gushed happily; not noticing Light mumble a 'no' under his breath, or L laugh at the side comment.
"Congratulations, Misa." Light continued in a happier voice then before, hating that he had to put up the supportive boyfriend façade.
"Yes, I agree with Light, that is a great accomplishment indeed." L said in his normal, flat, monotone way.
"Aww! Light, Ryuzaki, you two are so sweet!" She continued in her overly peppy voice, running over and grabbing the two of them into a large group hug-much too each man's distaste. "And I know for a fact one of the people I'll be competing against is 'Almost"!"
"Who?" L asked as he managed to detach himself for Misa's lace covered arms.
"You really should pay more attention to pop culture." Light grumbled next to him, following suit in trying to rid himself of Misa, managing to only end up with her hanging on his arm. "'Almost' that's the British punk singer that's done a song in nearly every language, right? The one with that's never shown her full face. " Pulling always from Misa, Light quickly picked up L's laptop, opening a new search, and typing away.
"Yup, my Light is so smart!" Misa chippered happily. "She's basically the music world's version of what you are to the crime world Ryuzaki!"
"See Ryuzaki," Light said, spinning the computer's base around so the rest or the room, mainly Misa and Ryuzaki. On the screen was a somewhat low resolution photo, and on from a concert by the look of it; in the photo was the outline of a young women, with long dark hair, fair skin , and what L assumed was the cause for the 'never shown her full face' was a blue cloth tied around her eyes. To L, she seemed very familiar.
"Fascinating." L whispered, quickly turning from the screen and walking past his chair and moving over to the trolley cart of sweets.
"I know!" The hyper girl continued. "And I managed to score front row tickets to the opening show for the entire task force!"
That comment earned quite a few mixed response form the team; mainly Mastuda's excited 'yes' and nearly every else's groans of disapproval. Sensing the negative change of atmosphere, L spoke up once more. "Misa, you do know that catching Kira is our top priority here, not adding to that ever growing fan base of yours, right?"
"Oh come on Ryuzaki," Light spoke up. "It'd be a good break for everyone-if they want to go, that is. You, along with anyone who wants to, and myself, can go to the show while everyone else stays here!" Truth was, Light didn't want to go to this thing to support Misa, he really wanted to hear Almost sing, ever since he'd first heard her English remake of 'What's up People' , originally by 'Maximum the Hormone", a very popular J-Rock band; he'd wanted to meet her.
"See Ryuzaki, my Light understands!" Misa continued. "OH, and the tickets will get you guys behind stage before and after the main show- that was you can meet everyone!"
"Fair enough," L said with a sigh, knowing there was no way he was going to get around this new plan-especially since he and Light were currently handcuffed to one another. "When is this concert/show event anyway?"
"Ummm…" Misa paused to think, putting her finger on her chin and looking off to the side: trying to be cute, and failing horribly. "Thursday, from noon to 10 at night." She said, smiling happily at Light.
"Misa," Light said, trying to keep the aggravation out of his tone. "Tomorrow is Thursday."
"Yup! Which reminds me, I need to go practice some of my songs!" She called happily, as she ran toward the elevator.
"What have I signed us up for?" Light asked himself softly as the metal doors closed with a ding.
"I believe the proper term here would be 'Hell', Light." L asked, the smile that was on his face obvious in his voice. "Let's at least get some work done now."
"Alright. Mastuda, will you be the only one joining us tomorrow?" Lighted asked, earning a soft laugh from most the team members.
"I'll tag along," Mogi called from the back of the room, earning a few surprised looks from his fellow detectives. "What the heck, right? It could be entertaining."
"Alright then. Everyone who is going can meet here at 9 so that Misa won't be upset with time at the studio, and everyone else can come by at the same time, now," L said from his chair, pausing munching on his lollipop for a moment. "Back to work!"
THE NEXT MORNING
8:55 AM
"Why do we have to leave so earlllyyyyyy?!" Misa whined as she walked into the main room, tightening the left pigtail atop her head as she moved.
"Because, and I quote, "'I want to leave early! Because if we get to the studio and there isn't any alone time for me, Misa-Misa won't talk to Light for a whole week.'" We wouldn't want Light to be lonely and ignored for an entire seven day, would we?" L answered calmly, laughing silently at the glare Light was sending his way.
"OH, yeah!" Misa said in realization, holding onto Lights arm as she did so. "But I could never really ignore my Light that long!"
"Yes, thank you oh-so-so much Ryuzaki." Light added dryly. "But shouldn't we get going? Both Mogi and Mastuda are here and Watari is out with the car, correct?"
"Right indeed! I saw him on my way in!" Mastuda added happily.
"Then I agree with Light," Mogi said from his spot against the wall.
"Let's go then!" Misa yelled happily, rushing to the door, pulling Light along behind her, who in turn dragged along L.
Once the group of five had been dropped off at the large buildings door, they headed inside, Misa talking everyone's ear off as they went. "And since it took only an hour to get here, I have some time to show you all around this place!"
"I actually think that I'll go save us four seats, since people are already showing up." Mogi said with a smile and turned to grab a cup of coffee and head into the theater room.
"Okay then!" Misa continued as she led them down a long corridor, to another hallway, with three sets of elevators on one wall. "Since the first performance is super important and has a lot of props; so I have to go in," Misa glanced at the watch-ring on her left thumb. "In about twenty but I can still show you all around!"
15 VERY, VERY LONG MINUTES LATER
"Misa! MISA AMANE!" A loud, strong female voice called through the hallway outside Misa's dressing room; where she, L and Light now sat together; since Mastuda had left earlier to go look around and find Mogi. Into the room stormed who the boys guessed was Misa's new manager. She was tall, and very womanly looking, with long indigo hair pulled up into a high ponytail, will a bit framing her face and her beautiful Asian features.
"Hi! Light, Ryuzaki, this is my manager, Nakatsukasa Tsubaki!
"Yes, it's nice to meet you both, but I really need Misa to come with me and start getting ready for the show. Misa, let's go." And with that, Tsubaki spun on the heel of her black leather pumps and left.
"I have to go then. You two can stay here or got find Mogi and Mastuda!" Jumping to her platform clad feet, Misa ran after her manager in a whirl wind of black silk and lace.
"Well, that was…"Light started to say, trailing off at the end as he watched people in the hallway rush past the open door.
"Interesting?" L offered with a chuckle. Just then, the silver flip phone resting in L's front pocket began to ring. "Yes?" he answered; pinching the phone between his index and thumb. Due to the volume not being turned down in the least, Light was able to faintly hear Mastuda's voice telling them that the show was about to start. "Yes, we'll be right there. Front row-dead center is where we should find you, correct?" A pause and then L nodded and shut his phone.
5 MINUTES AND A STUMBLE THROUGH THE CROWD LATTER
"You two made it!" Mastuda cheered happily as L and Light dropped to their chairs. "It was a real head ache keeping these seats! I thought we were going to be overrun by fan gi-"
"WELCOME TO SEASON 5 OF 'CHALLENGE THE TALENT', JAPAN! I'M YOUR HOST, ALFRED JONES!" The announcer up on the stage cut Mastuda off mid-sentence, followed by the crowds' wild screams. "THIS CYCLE WE HAVE SOME VERY NOTABLE FACES ONCE MORE! AS ALWAYS, TEN CONTESTANTS-ALL ALREADY FAMOUS WILL COMPETE IN RADOMLY SELECTED CATAGORIES AGAINST AND WITH EACH OTHER! NOW, AS A NEW TWIST- AND THIS APPLIES TO YOU AUDIENCE, YOU'LL BE THE ONES TO CHOSE IF THEY PASS OR FAIL THEIR CHALLENGE. THAT'S WHAT THE RED AND GREEN BUTONS ON THE REMOTE CONECTING TO YOUR CHAIR REPRESENT! ANYWAY LET'S GET STARTED!" The tall dirty blonde haired male with blue eyes and glasses walked over to a large glass filled with note cards. Reaching his arm inside, he grasped a card in his left hand, mic in the other and drew the card out. "AND THE FIRST SINGER UP IS- MISA-MISA!"
That was when the crowd lost it, or at least Misa's fans, Mastuda included, when bat shit crazy with yelling and cheering. Out onto the stage walked Misa, in all her Lolita glory, her over sparkly microphone in hand. 'Hello everyone!" She called cheerily, eyes searching the crowd until they fell on Light, who got a small wave.
"WELCOME MISA-MISA!" The loud announcer continued. "SO, TODAY YOUR FIRST CHALLAGE IS A SONG ABOUT YOURSELF AND A MOMENT IN YOUR HISTORY." And with that, much to Light's happiness's, the rude show host left the stage.
"All righty then, let's go!" Misa called out into mic, just as the soft background melody started and the lights faded.
After about half a minute, Misa started to sing, her voice starting off gravelly.
"How old are you?
I'm older than you'll ever be
I've been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don't mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'd understand"
Then her voice went to its normal pitch
"If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita"
Slipping back into the voice she started with, she continued.
"Thank you, kind sirs
You made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words
I'm still afraid to say
I don't mind telling you
Now that I'm old enough to love
I couldn't begin to
Even if my pretty life depended on it
And funny thing, it does"
Now, she just flipped back and forth between the two voices.
"If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita"
Now her voice sounded strained, yet it worked.
"I am your sugar I am your sugar I am your sugar I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti American dream
I am your cream
I am your anti American dream
I am your cream
I am your anti American dream
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream"
And her voice returned to a high soprano point.
"If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita"
The lights on the stage then faded to black, and the crowd completely lost it. After the cheering had quieted down, the light came back on and Misa had left the stage.
"TALK ABOUT CREATIVE!" Blonde announcer called, walking back to the name jar. "SO, WHAT DO YOU ALL THINK-PASS OR FAIL? PLEASE PRESS RED FOR FAIL AND GREEN FOR PASS. 'GRADES' WILL BE COUNTED AT THE END! NOW UP IS, ALMOST-and with the same previous challenge!"
If Misa thought she had a strong welcome, she was dead wrong; compared to the applause and cheers this girl got. Out onto the stage walked another girl, wearing a black tube top, blue short shorts and knee high black boots that had about 4 inches of platform. HeR long chocolate brown hair was curled at the ends, and around her eyes- a strong contradiction to her skin was a white silk blind fold.
Slowly but gradually, the music started to rise; soft and yet still very powerful. Almost's voice wasn't quite as high as Misa's had been- just on the border of soprano, a very high level of mezzo.
"I'm so tired of being here These wounds won't seem to heal
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase"
Carefully, she reached up and removed the fabric around her eyes- showing them to the world for the first time. Even if the front seat, L and Light couldn't see the exact color-but the large screens above the stage showed them as a beautiful olive green-and shining with tears from the emotions in the song.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears You used to captivate me by your resonating light These wounds won't seem to heal
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face – it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice – it chased away all the sanity in me
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase"
Light, stared captivated but the pure feelings resonating through the girl's voice, once he'd finally torn his own eyes from her, he looked over at L; to see he wore a face of pure shock.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
and I held your hand through all of these years
but you still have
all of me"
"L, what is it?" Light whispered, if such a soft tone could even be called such. Much as Light was happy to see his friend actually was capable of showing emotion-this was starting to worry the teen.
"I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
but though you're still with me
I've been alone all along"
L looked over at Light, his dark eyes large and swimming with emotion. "I know her!" He whispered back-sounding frantic.
"Well, who is she then?" Light asked back.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
and I held your hand through all of these years
but you still have
all of me"
"A," L said just as the last few notes dropped off.
So, what did you guys think? This was a total blast to write and the next chapter should give more of insight, or at least my version, of L and A's history. For those who don't know; A was L's original successor-who killed their selves due to the pressure of becoming L and is the reason Beyond Birthday/B ran away and then created the L.A.B.B murders. I've looked everywhere to see if I could find if A was male or female, and I couldn't get a definite answer; so I went with female. Hope this doesn't piss anyone off .
Anyway, the songs used are GOTHIC LOLITA by EMILE AUTUMN and MY IMMORTAL by EVANESCENCE.
I'd love to know what everyone thinks, so please review, favorite and maybe even follow- pretty please
Anyway, I'll be updating sometime within the next week.
To all American readers: HAPPY-4TH-OF-JULY!
Did anyone notice the other people aren't really OCs? Other than A's style of Couse-A is a real character. But Misa's manager-Tsubaki, is from the Anime Soul Eater. And the loud TV show host was kind of based off America, from the anime Hetalia-axis powers/world series
IF THERE ARE ANY ERRORS PLEASE LET ME KNOW-I DON'T HAVE A BETTA READER SO I TRIED MY BEST
Sorry from the long note!
Oh and I don't on any of the characters-other then A!