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This story is about a girl whose family was killed. I'm not going into detail about that. You'll find out later in the story. L, who she has been living with for 2 months, brings her to the Whammy Orphanage where she meets the beloved characters Matt, Near, and Mello. They will face obstacles as she attempts to heal from her troubling past. But sometimes the past comes back to haunt you. The 3 boys will try to befriend and save her from herself…
Please enjoy my story I worked hard on it. Now with out further ado I present you "Breaking Through"…
I looked out the window of the long black car. I gazed out as we passed through the busily streets of Winchester, as people walked to their jobs or carried the bags of groceries that held all sorts of food that they wood eat, wandering freely, doing their day-to-day tasks. As we headed under a tunnel, I saw my reflection, my ghastly, horrifying reflection.
My red eyes…
They look exactly like his…
My name is Kaley Hotoku. Recently, I was...orphaned and now I'm being taken to my new home. For two months, however, I was living under the protection of the World's Greatest Detective, L. I lived with him while he was working on my family's case, the murder case that left me homeless and alone. He believed that I needed full protection, though I don't know why. I don't know why anyone would want to protect me.
I'm not saying I'm not grateful. He has been extremely kind. Actually, I'm a bit sad to leave the young man. I've gotten quite used to his strange quirks; the way he eats sugar 24 hours a day and never seems to sleep. The way he sits with his legs brought up so he's sitting in a crouched position. It's odd I'll admit but then again so am I.
It took a while for me to open up to him. L needed my insight, since I was there. There when that man… when he….
Anyway, L was persistent-and stubborn as hell-but I did open up to him. He even made me smile a little, just a little, but seeing how I thought that I would never do such a thing again, it was a miracle.
He assures me that this "Whammy Orphanage" is a safe place to be where HE won't find me. Although I wasn't to enthusiastic about going at first…
Flashback:
"Kaley I assure you you'll be very safe there," The dark haired detective said. They were currently a hotel that both were staying at, along with L's faithful assistant Watari. His eyes watched her, studied her intently, making her feel restless under his stare.
"I already feel safe," She replied in barley a whisper. Her dark hair hung down over her blood-red eyes and she curled up on the soft blue chair.
"Kaley," He said with a kinder tone, "I might not be able to protect you forever if I'm working on other cases. This place is the safest for you." His wide almost black eyes stared at her as she fumbled with her jacket string.
"I'll go if you really want me to," She said with a slight hint of sadness in her tone. She continued to stare out through the window. The outside seemed alien to her after being cooped up for so long. The sun shone brightly against her pale, sickly skin.
"Its not that I want you to leave, quite frankly it has been very...interesting with you around," He said with a hint of a smile, "But I'm afraid for your safety. Please understand." Her reply was a slight nod as she turned to gaze out at the clear sunny day.
End of Flashback.
I understood.
He didn't want me to leave, but he was worried.
It's understandable...and yet....I feel a pain building up inside me. I'm nervous and queasy about being stuck in a new environment, one where I never seen before.
The pain only electrified as I realized it drawled closer. We were arriving steadily. I rather not go to be honest. I'm only doing this for L. He has taken good care of me and I don't want to worry. But being around other children…
It makes me sick just thinking about it.
I have never gotten along with kids my age. They were always turned off by my outlandish looks and my eyes; yes they were afraid of my eyes. My ruby eyes, they said, belonged to a demon's. They run in fright before I even had the chance to speak.
The only people who accepted me were my family....
The door is now opening letting light escape into the abyss of the vehicle. L has already gotten out, encouraging me to quickly follow him. I groaned at the prospect of a long day looming ahead.
Third P.O.V
Kaley stepped out of the black car. Her facial expression changed when she saw the house. It was giant, much bigger than she anticipated. Watari grabbed one of her boxes that had a few books she owned and other trinkets inside. She grabbed the other as L led her through the big oak doors. she took in a breath of air, letting it settle in the pit of her stomach before she went through the doors.
Right away they were swarmed with children, all wanting to catch a glimpse of their idol. They were like puppies waiting to be fed by their mother. As Kaley watched them she gave a slight chuckle. L was a lot more popular then he led on.
They climbed the long, spiral staircase. The house appeared to be much larger on the inside. Children hung around every corner, watching their arrival, but more importantly calculating her. She felt almost like a science experiment waiting to be tested, a mouse in a lab that has yet to be explored.
She felt small, diminutive compared to this vast place.
'Well it makes sense,' she thought, 'this place has a school too so it has to be huge.' Her thoughts drifted and before she knew it, she was seated down in a cushioned char in front of a wooden desk. Seated at the smooth desk was a man who had to be at least in his late 50's. He was beginning to bald and had a kind old face, a face a grandmother would bare when she see her grandkids come for a visit.
"Welcome young lady and L is a pleasure seeing you and Watari again." The old man said in a cheerful tone. "Now what might be your name?" Kaley wouldn't answer, she refused too. She did not want to talk. Nope not one bit, she just wanted to go to her new room lay on the bed and maybe draw for a bit. She did not want to speak.
She refused.
L caught her silent refusal and answered for her, "Her name is Kaley and her age is 12," He answered. The old man who was called Rodger nodded. Kaley shifted uncomfortably under their stares, feeling more and more out of place as the seconds ticked by.
"I see. Kaley here you will use a allies or a fake name to protect your identity. Now we could pick a name for you or would you like to make a name up?" He said with that same cheerful smile plastered to his face. It made her want to vomit.
"She told me earlier that she would like to be called Kiko," L, yet again, answered for her.
"Very well, Your alias is Kiko. You are not to tell anyone your real name, understand?" Her reply was a slight nod as she continued to stare at the floor, counting all the small dots that were in the carpet. She was up to a thousand and three and would not lift her stare even when she heard Roger huff under his breath.
"Yes, yes good. Now L how long will you be staying? I heard you are still working on a case," Rodger asked as he looked at the slouched detective.
"Indeed I am, I will be leaving early in the morning," L brought his thumb to his mouth and began to chew on it, almost completely knawing off his nail.
They were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. "Yo, Rodger, you wanted to see me!" said a male voice on the other side of the door. As the door creaked open, a head that had lively red hair on it popped in. A teenage boy of around thirteen strolled in, carrying what looked like a gameboy.
"Aw, Matt yes. I like you to meet Kiko, you will be showing Kiko her new room, the empty one right across from yours and Mello's," Rodger told him, a glare hinting at his brow.
The red head boy who had goggles wrapped around his neck just shrugged and motioned Kiko to follow, ignoring Roger's stern stare as he left the room. He grabbed the box from Watari on his way out and he began leading Kiko down the narrow hall.
"So, your new here huh?" He said trying to make small talk. He took a good look at the girl and was a bit surprised as he watched her look away and towards her feet. Her black hair covered every inch of her face like a veil.
Most girls in the orphanage were snobby and annoying, chattering away at a thousand miles an hour.. They were loud, obnoxious, and could care less about the world around them, but this girl seemed quite the opposite. She wore dark skinny jeans that bunched up at the ends and an oversized black sweater, showing that she cared not at all how she looked. Her aura gave off that she was uncomfortable around other people, even Matt who usually could make people feel relaxed within minutes.
She refused to look up to meet his soft green eyes. "You'll get used to it around here," he said, "Dinner is at 7pm and breakfast is at 7am. Classes start at 8am so make sure you're not tardy," He looked at her again this time noticing the white piece of paper in her hand.
"Is that your schedule?" he asked. Again all he got was a slight nod. He was starting to get frustrated, which was quite a shock to him. He never got worked up over anything, and yet, he was desperate to know what this girl sounded like.
He never got the chance to get her to speak for they had soon reached their rooms, "If you need me I'm across the hall. The girl's restrooms and showers are on the right if you go straight down that hall." He pointed to the long hallway, "See ya!" he said before closing the door loudly behind him.
She stood their, perplexed by all the new information she had just taken in. Why did she need to change her name? She couldn't understand the deluded reasoning behind this. But this was her new home; she might as well get used to these strange antics.
She approached her bed and flew onto it's sheets. They were soft and silky, soaking her in their comforting world. She turned her head and began to observe this strange new environment that was now her room.
There was a bed, a desk, a bookshelf, and now an occupant. It was pretty average, nothing special. She could even see the paint wearying at the edges of the dim walls.
With exhausted sigh, she pulled out her sketchpad from one of the boxes that lay on there floor. Her hand began to move on it's own, tracing lines and shapes, shading in spaces where it thought was necessary.
'Welcome to my new life...' She thought, preparing for another sleepless night.
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