A/N Hello! Welcome to my first story on this site - The Three Virtuosos and Biscuit! I will try to ensure that this is the only Author's Note, and if it isn't, then I shall only put them in with good reason. This story will also be up on Wattpad, if that is more convenient for you, and there I will upload my book cover and chapter art. I would like to make a disclaimer now - I do not own Death Note, nor am I claiming to. All rights go to their respective owners. Also, if you happen to see the cover art and recognise something I have used as yours, please contact me and I will be more than happy to give you credit here, in this disclaimer - provided you can prove that it is your work (so that I do not give credit where credit is not due). Any major similarities you may see between my OCs and real life people is merely coincidental. - though I cannot guarantee there will be no similarities. The same goes for any scenes in the book, none are intentionally like major real-life events, there will be the odd reference here and there (for example music, shows and challenges and games we play today) but I will not re-write real-life events - though I may mention them. If I write something that you find to be upsetting, please contact me privately and we can discuss changing it. If you notice any spelling or grammatical mistakes, please point them out and I will try to change them. Also, if you feel that my OCs are flawed, please criticize them constructively and I will consider your suggestions. Your patience is much appreciated, as I am about to sit my exams, and so uploading may be a little slow for a while. Also I would like to apologise if characters are OOC, or their lines do not match up with the show, I am trying my best. I intend to watch the show and write a script to ensure as much accuracy as possible, due to the fact that I cannot find an English script online. Thank you very much for your time and consideration. Feel free to comment as much as you like, though if negative please make it constructive as I wish to improve my writing, and gain the opinions of my readers. I apologise if the formatting is slightly strange, I am writing this on my laptop, so what may appear on here as one or two sentences could be a screen full of text. Again, I can only apologise for this and hope it is not too inconvenient. If I get many complaints then I will try to change it.

P.S. I will try not to POV hop too much, at the beginning of chapters, or after chapter breaks, I will write the name of the person that we are seeing the POV of. For example, in chapter one I have written "Cara Lennox" at the beginning, this means that this (part of the) chapter will be in first person, from Cara's perspective. If I write "The Virtuosos" then this (part of the) chapter will be written in third person and may focus on different characters throughout the chapter, to keep it interesting - however, I will do my best to make it clear who you are reading about. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story!

Chapter 1 – Japan

Cara Lennox

Beep beep beep beep

Smack!

"Ungh..." I groaned loudly, pulling my stinging hand back into the warmth of my duvet. My alarm clock, now silenced, read 02:47. My blurry eyes squinted as I tried to focus on the bright red letters.

'Phew! I've woken up on time,'

I slipped my pale feet out of bed, shivering as the chilly air rushed up the legs of my baggy grey pyjamas. I curled my slim toes, wiggling them into the long fur of my faux sheep skin rug. I let out a small sigh of contentment as the soft fur weaved its way between my toes. I stood up slowly, stretching my arms above my head and groaning as my back cracked loudly. My arms fell limply by my sides and swung as I walked towards the door to the hallway.

I made my way across the wooden hall, rubbing my eyes lazily with the large sleeves of my woollen jumper. I lifted my left fist and began banging on the locked bathroom door.

"Addy! Hurry up!"

"Give me a minute! I'm doing my hair,"

I sighed, knowing she wouldn't be out for a long time. I hung my head, letting out a sigh.

"Mizuki!" I lifted my head and shouted as loudly as I could. A slam was my first response.

"What?!" Mizuki's tired voice answered grumpily. I looked up at her and giggled while staring at her wild pink hair. I bounced up and down, twisting my legs together.

"Addy won't come out of the bathroom!" I whined, pointing towards the bathroom door. Mizuki sighed, hanging her head. She stormed up to the bathroom door and began pounding on it furiously.

"Adelaide! Get your skinny arse out here right now!" She screamed, still pounding on the door. The door flew open, and Adelaide ducked swiftly, just barely missing Mizuki's flying fist. Adelaide ran out of the bathroom and darted down the staircase, trying to avoid Mizuki's wrath. I skipped past Mizuki and entered the bathroom, locking the door and giggling as she groaned. "Hey! I wanted to use the shower first!"

"You snooze you lose Mi-mi!" I called out, sticking out my pink tongue even though I knew she couldn't see me. Turning around, I turned on the shower full blast, before grabbing one of the fluffy white towels that was being stored on the shelf above the white toilet. I took the towel and hung it over the towel warming rack before stripping off my clothes and slipping into the shower.

The hot water cascaded down my back as I slicked my brown fringe out of my eyes. I grabbed my favourite strawberry scented body wash and lathered it across my pale skin, smiling as the delicious scent filled the bathroom. I washed my hair with some kiwi shampoo and conditioner before stepping out of the shower. I grabbed the now warm towel and wrapped it around my wet body, before taking one of the towel clips we kept beside the sink and clipping it onto my towel, so that it wouldn't fall.

I smiled slightly as I looked at the printed picture of Biscuit (the band's dog) sitting at the top of the wooden clip. I brushed my wet hair away from my face and pulled a wide smile as I brushed my teeth, toothpaste foaming at the corners of my pink lips.

Spitting out the white toothpaste, I turned and left the bathroom, my hair being blown behind me as Mizuki raced in. Shaking my head and giggling I left the hall and wandered into my own room, before dropping the towel and slipping on the clothes I had laid out the night before: a pair of grey denim shorts, some brown boots and a black and orange vest with pinned straps that fell down every few seconds.

Huffing in annoyance at the straps, I picked up the discarded towel and rubbed it vigorously over my wet hair, drying it as much as I could, before throwing it into the wash basket. I bent over and picked up the heavy suitcase by the foot of my bed, it was light beige and covered in little chibi bears. It was my favourite suitcase, Adelaide's favourite too, and we often fought over it.

After lugging it down stairs, my arms aching in protest all the while, I dumped the case at the front door, before following the delicious scent of breakfast, wafting from the kitchen. Addy stood, facing the stove that was in the middle of the island (an isolated group of counter tops in the middle of the kitchen) and was stirring a frying pan with a wooden spoon. I walked around her to grab some eggs to add to the pan of vegetarian bacon, giggling as I looked at the little flowery footstall she was standing on to help her reach the counter.

I grinned as I noticed the fluffy Pomeranian – Biscuit – sitting beside the stool, watching her intently.

After cracking a few eggs into the pan, I set three plates out on the table. Mizuki announced her presence by slamming the 'on' button on the coffee machine.

"It's way too early," She groaned, throwing her head back.

"It's 03:03 in the morning," Addy said cutely, and matter-of-factly, wiggling her toes on the patterned foot stool. Her small feet were covered in soft, white woollen stockings, and she wore her hair in two low braids. Her blue blazer was thrown onto the island, so her white shirt and red bowtie were exposed, the red hue matching the tartan mini-skirt she was wearing.

I giggled at her precision and held my hand out to Mizuki, while checking my phone. A cup of coffee was placed in my hand and I took a sip while my brown eyes scanned the band's website.

"It's so dark outside," I commented, absentmindedly.

"Mmm, yeah it is." Mizuki replied, looking outside with a thousand-yard stare. We snapped out of our respective reveries as Addy jumped down from her footstool and placed the plate of food on the table.

We took our seats, Biscuit included, and began to tuck in, savouring the taste of our last good meal, before all of the aeroplane food. "I'm not looking forward to the aeroplane food…" Mizuki said, voicing my thoughts with her mouth full of Addy's delicious cooking. I shook my head, silently agreeing with her while sipping my coffee. Addy began to hum one of our songs, Cherry Blossom, causing Mi-mi to start tapping out a beat against her coffee cup. I joined in the humming as I drank, and soon the whole room was filled with the sweet melody of our infamous pop song.

After our short rendition, we cleared the plates and gathered our luggage, taking it out of the front door and dumping it onto the chauffeur standing beside the sleek black car at the end of our drive.

"Thanks Charlie," I said, grinning tiredly at him before sliding into the back left of the black car. Biscuit jumped in after me, cutting in front of Addy and making her giggle sweetly. He curled up on my lap and I immediately tangled my fingers in his long brown fur. Addy then slid into the middle and Mizuki followed, sitting on the right side of the car. The thud of the boot indicated that Charlie had finished loading the suitcases. He sat down in the driver's seat and started the engine of the car. Radio 1 buzzed to life immediately. I closed my eyes as the familiar tune of Cat Stevens' 'Wild World,'.

Ooh baby, baby,

It's a wild world.

And it's hard to get by,

Just upon a smile.

I mouthed the lyrics as I swayed my head slightly, enjoying the song. I heard Charlie chuckle, no doubt observing my minimalist dance moves.

The journey to the airport passed fairly quickly, thanks to Charlies' music playlist that he had put on five minutes into the journey. When we arrived at the airport, Charlie helped us with our cases, and guided the four of us to the luggage desk. Because we were so young, Charlie had offered to escort us. He had his own black suitcase, that looked a little odd next to the three colourful suitcases that we owned.

He helped us load the bulging suitcases onto the conveyer belt, before collecting our tickets and ushering us towards security. As we went to leave, the woman manning the conveyor belt spoke:

"Excuse me, you can't have your dog on the flight."

We all turned around and looked wide-eyed at her, before looking to Charlie, and then back at her.

"Cha-cha you said we could!" Addy said, already beginning to cry,

"Yeah! We can't leave Biscuit behind. He's part of the band!" Mizuki cried, defending the small dog. Biscuit began to whimper and so I stooped down and bundled him up into my arms, hoping it would help.

"Hmm, I could've sworn… hang on!" Charlie said, before lifting a golden tag out of his inner pocket. "Here," He said, placing it onto the desk in front of the woman. She inspected the tag before nodding and smiling at us, giving the tag back to Charlie.

"I hope you and Biscuit have a wonderful flight,"

Biscuit began yipping loudly, causing us to all groan and cover our ears, as I was holding him I just resorted to holding him as far away from me as possible.

Finally able to leave the luggage loading area we walked towards the security customs once more.

"So, what does it say on that tag that makes Biscuit able to come with us?" Addy asked, her wide eyes filled with curiosity.

"Well," Charlie began, pulling the tag out of his pocket, "this tag guarantees his spot on the plane, next to you three. See here, this is his seat number, and there's his name." We all nodded in sync, glad that our little mascot could accompany us. "This isn't normally how they do things, but you guys get the special treatment because of your fame,"

We all grinned at each other as I ruffled Biscuit's fur.

By the time we arrived at security, Addy was shaking like a leaf. Noticing this, Mizuki slung an arm around her shoulders while I comforted her.

"It's gonna be ok Addy, nothing's going to happen."

"B-but what if I buzz?! I'll not be allowed on the plane! And then you'll have to leave without me! And I'll become homeless and you guys will forget about me!"

Her large sapphire eyes began watering. I felt a gentle tug on my sleeve. Turning my head I met the large green eyes of a small girl. Her messy blonde hair was framing her face, and she had a fringe that sat in a similar way to mine. She was wearing denim dungarees, and a cherry blossom pink shirt.

"A-are you guys th-the three v-virt-virtu-"

The young girl was struggling to wrap her head around our complicated band name, her words were cut off by Adelaide gasping loudly.

"Oh my gosh! You are the cutest thing ever!"

Addy kneeled next to the girl and began cooing over her rosy cheeks, while I took off biscuit's collar and handed it to a security guard. Charlie handed him the golden tag, and the security guard nodded, slipping the tag onto the collar and putting it into a tray, ready to go through the scanner.

I turned back to the girl and quickly signed the fluffy teddy she was holding out to us, before letting her play with Biscuit while I got ready to go through the scanner. I walked through and breathed a sigh of relief when I didn't 'go off'. I put my shoes back on and gathered my hand luggage before whistling to Biscuit. He trotted through the scanner and sat as I put the collar around the neck.

With the little girl gone, Addy was now back to biting her lip nervously. She slowly walked through the scanner, freezing as she came out. The scanner stayed silent.

"Yeah!" She cried out, running to grab her things. After everyone was through we all made our way to the terminal, failing to realise how late it was.

An electronic chime echoed through the airport.

'Flight 260, gate 16 Heathrow to Tokyo now boarding. Flight 260, gate 16 Heathrow to Tokyo now boarding,'

We all froze when we heard the announcement, before running to the gate. Our hair whipped behind us and Charlie ran after us, telling us to slow down. Biscuit yipped happily running alongside us. I looked over at my friends, laughing happily with them. 'I'm so glad we got to do this together,'.

Unfortunately, my glee soon waned, about six hours into the twelve hour flight. Addy was grumpy, because she was so terrified of flying. Mizuki was tired, Charlie was reading a newspaper. Biscuit was either napping or staring with bug eyes at everyone that moved (he was very excited). I stared out of the window, gazing at the white fluffy clouds. The white clouds soon turned black, as we neared the airport. It was around two in the morning, local time, but our bodies felt as though it was six in the evening. I bounced in my seat as we landed, my nerves suddenly all jittery. I grinned as I saw the bright city lights.

"Mi-mi! Look!" I said excitedly, pointing out the small window. She looked over, her grin matching mine as her eyes lit up with the orange lights of Tokyo.

"Phew!" I sighed, flopping onto the crisp white bed. Addy jumped onto hers and jumped on her bed and squealed loudly.

"We're in Japan!" She screamed before flopping on the bed, following my lead.

"I'm so excited. I need to practice my Japanese." Mizuki added, her finger on her lip, as she looked out of the window at the city below us.

"You're gonna have to do all the speaking for us," I joked.

"Well, she will though, won't she." Addy said, giggling. I nodded, twirling my hair around my index finger.

"You'll have to teach us some," I said, glancing over and Mizuki as she walked over to her own bed. The beds were dressed in crisp white linen, covered with a dark maroon blanket. There were matching trunks at the end of each bed, on which we placed our belongings. I rolled over and turned off the small lamp beside my bed before slipping under the covers. Giggling as Biscuit wiggled in next to me. "Goodnight, guys."

"Nightie night!" Addy sang, giggling as Mizuki groaned. The remaining lights went out and I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, legs still shaking in excitement.

We weren't awoken by the sunshine, nor by our alarms, but by the shrill sound of a phone call. I reached over the bedside table and grabbed the wireless phone, placing it on my ear. The woman calling us began to speak quickly and fluently in Japanese. My face fell as I realised I wouldn't be able to understand her.

"Mizuki, it's for you," I said monotonously, throwing the phone to her. Her hand launched out of bed and she caught the phone, lowering it to her ear and speaking to the woman. I sat up slowly and listened to Mi-mi speaking Japanese. It was somewhat soothing, the way she spoke, her accent. It sounded so soft…

Clang!

I jumped and gave of a small squeal, causing Addy to spring out of bed. My heart racing, I looked over to Mizuki, pouting. "What did she say?" I asked.

"She said that that was our wake up call, it's seven in the morning."

Addy flopped down back onto her soft bed. I swung my legs over, my shoulders drooping in disappointment when my feet touched the wooden planks, instead of the normal fluffy rug. I stood up slowly and walked over to the mirror opposite our beds, before brushing my short hair out of my face.

"What are you guys wearing today?" I asked, planning out my outfit in my head.

"I'm thinking my black turtle neck and a black skirt." Addy replied.

"I'm gonna wear my blue skirt, blazer and bowtie." Mizuki added gleefully.

I walked over to my suitcase, rummaging through it.

"What about this?" I asked, holding up a cream sundress.

"It's lovely,"

"Yeah, you haven't worn that in forever!"

I giggled, before changing out of my travel clothes that I had forgotten to change the night before, and slipping on the dress, throwing on some lacy cream flats for comfort. Once we were all ready, and Biscuit fully accessorised, we all headed down to the lobby (where Charlie had agreed to meet us). We gazed around the maroon lobby, littered with beautiful green plants, that were blooming with white flowers.

"Good morning, girls." Charlie's voice greeted us warmly. We turned around and waved in sync, "good morning Charles!" we all greeted.

"We are going to meet you new manager today. His name is Akihiro Suzuki, but you should call him Suzuki-san I believe," He said, looking over to Mizuki for confirmation, which she gave quickly.

"I wonder what he looks like," I said, putting my finger on my lip in thought. Charlie ushered is into the black car, provided to us by our manager's company. We all slid in, Biscuit choosing to stay with Mizuki.

We arrived at the company meeting place fairly soon, it was a park, outside of a glass high-rise building. The park was littered with trees and flowers. It was breathtaking.

"We could do a video here!" I said, excited. "You guys could stand over there," I said, pointing, "and we could do a scene by that pond – I wonder if there are any koi in it…"

I suddenly got very excited, squealing a little, "I love koi!"

"We can put koi into it, if that is what you would like?"

A heavily accented voice spoke in fluent English. I turned away from the park and looked at the man that spoke. "My name is Suzuki Akihiro." He bowed to us," I am your new manager!" He spoke enthusiastically. He had thick black hair, parted down the middle. He wore thick, rectangular glasses. He had a fairly round face, and was wearing a smart black suit.

Mizuki bowed, and introduced herself, elbowing us to do the same. We all bowed, feeling a little bit silly due to the change in custom.

"My name is Adelaide Johnston – er, Johnston Adelaide."

"I'm Lennox Cara?" I said, my introduction coming out more like a question than I wanted. Suzuki-san chuckled, his round cheeks bulging up.

"It's a pleasure to meet all of you," He spoke, looking towards Charlie as he finished. They made small talk for a while, looking back at us as they discussed recording and concerts. We spent a few hours in the park, discussing the logistics of the situation. "As for school, you will attend regularly."

We all groaned, we had hoped we would avoid school. Suzuki-san chuckled at our unhappiness, while Charlie grinned over at us and ruffled my hair.

"C'mon guys," Mizuki said, despairingly. We all looked at each other, before bursting out laughing.

'This trip might be even better than I thought!'.