So yeah, sorry everyone for my rotten separating line from last time, it wouldn't let me make a line out of explanation marks, so never try it. :p
I know my last chapter was sort of weak, but I am going to work it out and make it flow better.
Mello: Heck right cha are, but cha better not make me sound like a Pratt.
Me (Lisa): O.o wow Mello your language is very good in this fanfic, I'm surprised!
Mello: That's because your "conscience" says not to cuss.
Me: Yeah yeah, it's not your turn to talk anyway, so just shut it. _ (and yes I do have an imaginary cricket that tells me right from wrong)
Mello: *grumbles*
Me: Anyway sorry about the stinkiness of my last chapter, i will keep trying until I get up to average level. Also the facial expression that Mello made in the last chapter intro was a whole lot longer, but it wouldn't let me put that many dashes. -_-
Mello: I'm entitled to talk! All I have to say is, WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE GET ME OUT OF HER ROOM; YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT SHE'S DONE TO ME BEHIND THE SCENES!
Me: 3: now now Mello, we mustn't loose our temper, or I will have to give you your medicine. (And yes I am being hypocritical toward my cricket)
Mello: 'O_ _ _ _O I'm dead! AAAAAAAAAAHH!
Me: I do not own any death note characters including Mello, or any cereals, or any of the FBI, or coffee houses, or the conscience being a cricket idea. I do however own Sierra D. Ethans, thank you and have a fun reading.
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As Light was asleep, which was pretty soon after his convincing performance, I was being held hostage by a chair (don't ask) and really regretting for about the forty sixth time agreeing to aid him. I was already starting to make up my mind, that I wouldn't aid him anyway. It's okay to go back on your word under these circumstances right?
Ryuk was in the corner hanging upside down with his wings covering his eyes; I had always thought shinigami didn't sleep, when in actuality they did.
I meanwhile was trying to get the taste of sock out of my mouth, and struggling to get my hands free from painfully tight rubber bands and my body from ripped sheets (which light had an excuse for ripping, for he just happened to be doing a project on ancient Egypt anyway).
At about 1:45 I had gotten my hands free and was trying very hard to keep quiet, and be quick about untying the rest of myself. Light snorted a bit, which caught me by surprise, I had always pictured him as a quiet sleeper; I mean he was so perfect in everything else.
After I had gotten myself out, i picked up the chair (which had fallen to my great terror) and put it aside, gladly no one had woken up. Now I had to devise a plan for sneaking out. The door would be nice, if light's dad wasn't a super police chief and had probably placed security alarms all around the house. So my only safe option would be the window, which I could get out of if I used my sheet rope as a ladder. This could work; I'd just have to be extremely careful, even more so than expected for the window was directly above light's bed.
I took the sheet rope and wrapped it around my shoulder tying one end to Light's desk, slowly getting on Light's bed and crawling carefully around his legs to the window. He twitched a bit which startled me. I glanced around and noticed that Ryuk was awake and was staring at me. I froze, what could I do, I was caught and Ryuk would tell Light and it would be all over. Ryuk on the other hand didn't seem to mind that I was escaping; in fact he looked perfectly in the norm. He sort of nodded at me and grinned (upside down), and I took that to mean he wouldn't tell.
I unlatched the window, and tried to open it, but it was stuck, I pulled for awhile afraid for the time that was slipping by, it was 2:28 now and I wanted to be out and long gone by 5:00; far away and safe by the time light woke up.
Light unfortunately didn't, or at least he didn't in his sleep, for he now was mumbling something about 384 criminals per day, and was starting to sit up. I frantically tried the window again, but to no avail. Light by now was reaching toward me, and I was worried about what kind of dreams he would start having if he caught me.
I tried baking away, and off the bed, giving escape up entirely, but he caught me and I was dragged into an enormous face forward hug that wouldn't let go.
"16 an hour, 51 every time-, shop-lifters, them too?" He muttered. I noticed to my distain, that he definitely had morning breath.
I was hit with worry and fear, Light had me in his arms, which besides being awkward was crushing my spine, and he was contemplating when and who to murder! I couldn't get to the window, and I didn't want to try, I was afraid he would wake up like this, and I would have to explain; I was very much doubting he would believe me anyway.
I slowly tried to wiggle my arms free, which didn't work at all, in fact it caused Light to turn over toward the wall, and squeeze me even tighter. That, at least, dashed the worry that he could see down my shirt.
"I don't like cheerios." Said light in a whiny voice, I started in curiosity, I mean cheerios?
"Why not?" I answered back, without thinking very clearly, scanning his face to see if he was still really asleep.
"Because, I just don't, I'd much prefer Multi-Bran Chex anyway! Said light in defiance.
I stared in wonder wondering if his cereal choice had anything to do with the names of them.
"That's alright I like Multi-Bran Chex too." I said quietly figuring that lying was better than making a sleeping murderer frustrated.
Light sighed contentedly and released me merely to turn back around and begin sucking his thumb.
I was in shock, who would have thought that Light relived his childhood while asleep, if I ever got out of "Death Note World" and back into my world, I would have to write that fact in my journal which I kept for all intensive purposes.
I got up and luckily the window wasn't stuck this time, it slid easily open and I dropped the other part of the rope outside, contemplating the adventure that would be waiting for me, outside of this orderly gray dead room.
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When the sun started rising I was a little more cheerful, I was free from the clutches of a mass murderer, and I had successfully gotten out of the bush. I now hate bushes.
I had been walking around his neighborhood for awhile and had finally found my way into the city I was assuming I was near or in the Kanto region or in it, but you couldn't really depend on anime for location information, or year for that matter, I mean back where I came from the year was 2011, but here I soon figured out by pulling old newspapers out of the trash bins that it was 2007 or around that time period.
People were giving me odd looks as I walked along, maybe because it was getting close to winter here and most people were wearing coats and jackets, at least I matched the color scheme, which was gray and black. I felt gross all in all not just because Light had snuggled me, but that I hadn't washed my hair in a while and it was frizzier and dryer than ever, also I hadn't slept last night (who could?) and I was beginning to feel very drowsy.
I glanced around hoping to find a park bench to sit on and rest, but just then a shopkeeper from a small cafe asked me if I wanted to step in a warm up a little, I readily accepted, and walked in.
The shop was a little coffee house, with many school girls meeting before school to do homework and a few women who looked like fashion designers, there were men there with gray and white hair and kindly expressions, or men in suits who looked like they would give you a false fund if they could. The weird thing was that the men in suits looked familiar; I mean one of them in particular.
I stared in fascination; I had found Raye Penber, and presumably the rest of the FBI agents as well all sitting in a booth. I sat down next to one of the fashion designers, and didn't mind much when they left the table in disgust. I picked up a menu and held it in front of my face so I could spy on the FBI agents and not look to suspicious.
"Did you catch the golf tournament last night?" asked one of the agents.
"Yeah I thought Hubert Luffington should have won, but that stupid hill was in the way." Said another one shaking his head sadly.
Golf, really? I thought to myself, seriously if that's all they were going to talk about I might as well not be listening.
"Hey why is there a girl with leafs in her hair staring at you raye?" inquired one of the aggents
Raye Penber just shrugged his shoulders and gave me a sideways look. Only then did i realize, that my cover was blown!
Raye Penber then stood up, and began walking over to the men's bathroom which reestablished my interest, score! I could capture him that way and warn him about his soon to be death.
I walked over and stood outside the door glaring at it just waiting for him to come out, so I could tell him the awful truth, for this was my mission and purpose in life! Some school girls at a nearby table were looking at me oddly, trying to figure out why I was trying to stalk some random guy in a suit?
I saw one of the employees walking towards me, oh no I thought, I needed somewhere to hide. So I dashed into the men's restroom, which was probably not the wisest thing to do (reminder: I had NO SLEEP).
I looked around quickly, not seeing Raye Penber, I presumed he was in a stall, and I ran around to an empty stall and closed and locked the door. Some guy at the sink was muttering in disgust about guys with long hair or something, and some other guy was getting up off the floor and coughing, (he just happened to fall when I went in, I didn't knock him down or anything).
Have you ever noticed just how nasty it is in a public boy's bathroom? Well you almost certainly haven't unless you are a guy or an incredibly daring girl. Let me just say it stank terribly I had to hold my nose, from all the smells encircling my nostrils.
The employee came in, looking for a strange girl that had just been reported to run into the guys bathroom, the guy from the floor then started explaining to the employee that he had seen a girl who had dashed into a stall. I hoped desperately that he didn't know which one.
He didn't for he definitely got a complaint from the guy in the stall he had opened, and I'm almost certain the employee later got fired. Anyway while all this was going on, Raye Penber had left, I knew this because everyone else left in case of a psychopath lady on the run with a knife in the men's restroom! Police Orders! (Rumors quickly spread).
I left finally, only to have the same school girls scream "Bloody murder!" to which I stuck my tongue out at them, then started to run for my life. Everyone had heard that there was a crazy blond woman who had blasted two coffee houses already and she was trying to blast a third. I of course did not believe this rumor, for obvious reasons and so was not as panicky as everyone else on the streets that I walked out on.
A random lady (with blond hair) who was feeding the squirrels got knocked over by police men, who suspected anyone blond now. I made a mental note to keep hidden until I could find a hat or a hood.
My wish happened way sooner than expected.
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I walked along the side walk, whistling to myself and thinking besides this being chilly and everything being grayish blue, it was a pleasant day. That thought left my mind almost as soon as it came.
A hand grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back, I was now in a dark alley way and afraid for everything I had. Another hand clasped itself over my mouth before I could protest and continued to drag me deeper, through garbage and rubble and past a few rats. I was kicking my legs as hard as possible, thinking it could probably throw the person off balance.
"Would you please be quiet?" said a tenor male voice, which was an unusually polite request, for someone who is trying to mug you, that is.
"MMMGGHHHMMMMNNNNJJJJRRR!" I replied grumpily.
"Okay, I know you don't like being kidnapped, but we have to get rid of you." Said the kidnapper, if I didn't know any better I would have just went along with him, he sounded so nice. (I mean besides wanting to get rid of me).
I licked my juiciest lick on his hand, only to notice it was gloved and that wouldn't work, so I bit it. The guy let go and I fell with a thud and a sore rear and dust flew up all around. I had been in some extremely nasty places this morning.
"Ouch!" said the guy finally sounding a bit more frustrated. "You bit me!"
"Yeah I did, you lousy pedophile!" I retorted.
I stood up and tried to leave at a run only to bump into this weird blond lady, I began wondering if this wasn't the psychopath that everyone was talking about, I mean she looked kind of wild. Black leather, gun pouches with guns in the pouches, chocolate, a scary expression, wait chocolate! This lady was nuts.
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Ha ha ha, don't worry light is still the main character man in her life. I was not expecting it to head this direction either.
Mello: Girl? #%$#&$^#$!$^&
Me: Oh Mello, anyway I am very happy that I received some comments that was nice, and I will continue trying to not leave a long gap in between posting.
Also no offence to Men's bathrooms i'm sure there very clean in our world.
Special Thanks to lolzy33, powerpuffklutz, and Mesymes for being the first to follow this story. :D