Growing Up Whammy

by Nomannic

He told me to run. He told me to run and not look back." I lost my brother and my family when I was four years old, and found myself at the Whammy orphanage, on my way to a dark proffession. To be rewritting. ON HIATUS

2. Goodnight

Growing up Whammy

Chapter Two: Goodnight

"Thank you Watari." Carly said kindly as he set the tray down on the bedside table. I looked up at him from underneath the towel that was draped over my long hair. After my long, warm bubble bath, Carly had gotten me dressed in a set of black -because I was adamant about refusing to wear white- pajama pants and shirt. She was now searching for a hairbrush in a bag of cosmetics and other odd things on the desk in the spare room. I was sitting on the bed, playing with my thumbs and nibbling on the ends of my hair.

"Thank you, Watari." I echoed. He smiled, and gave a light bow.

"Can I get you two ladies anything else?" He asked as I climbed off the rather large bed. I kept the towel on top of my head, hiding behind it, but when I shook my head, it fell around my shoulders. I proceeded to haul myself onto that end of the bed, and start at my cheerios. Within a few minutes, after my bowl was empty and I was sipping at the warm hot-milk-cocoa, Carly started brushing my hair.

Once she was done, she picked up the tray and left the room, turning off the light with a warm-hearted goodnight. I watched the door shut with sad eyes, before crawling under the blankets. I curled up in the corner against the wall, watching the shadows flickering across the wall as I sung myself to sleep.

"Little tiny angels

move along

dancing to the heart

of my broken song.

Listen closely child

and remember well

when snow has died

all is well.

But the white blooded fox

will cry in turn

its only winter

dying in the burn

of an unknown spring

who took his rose

listen closely child

and remember well

when snow has died

all is well

So the angels shall dance

and my heart still bleeds

the song is healing

forgetting my needs

But the moon still shines

and children may cry

but we all must

move alone...."

Lawliet removed his ear from the door when he heard her stop singing, pondering the words of the lullaby as he walked down the hall and into the kitchen, Watari behind him. Carly turned around after finishing washing the few dishes.

"So what's going on with 'Tenshi'?" She inquired.

"From what I gathered from what she told me, someone came to her home. I don't think she knows who her father is. I believe her parents to be dead and her older brother told her to run and hide, and she listened after he told her he would be back for her."

"And from the condition she was in-" Carly realized.

"He's probably not coming back." Lawliet concluded. Watari nodded. "So are we keeping her?"

"I don't see why not. Watari?" Carly asked, looking up at him as she leaned herself against a marble counter.

"I guess. Lawliet, I want you to watch her though, let me know if you find anything else out. Consider this your first missing persons' case." Lawliet nodded. "Now go to bed." Lawliet rolled his eyes and left the room.