A/N: Ugh, Iunno if it was FF, or what, but it wouldn't let me log in. I plan to update every Sunday, and yes, you get chapter 2 this Sunday as well as this one. So, sorry for the wait. ^^;
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Brrring.
Shifting his weight from one leg to another, Mikami waited at the Wammy's House gate. He felt uncomfortable in this place. It was dark and gloomy, the skies echoing the upcoming of rain. The wind blew sharply as a video screen flicked on. Mikami stoop up straight and faced the old man who seemed to be disgruntled.
"Yes?"
What an improper welcome.
"Mikami Teru, lawyer. Someone named Matt requested my presence."
"Yeah, one moment."
The screen flicked bad off and Teru shot an angry glare at the black screen. He was a lawyer from Japan, an early graduate, and all they could treat him with was rude and pompous behaviour? A click distracted him from his thoughts and the large metal gate swung open. Rain began to fall softly as he walked fast to the door of the large building. England was such an unsightly place to the lawyer who was raised in nothing but cherry blossoms and perfect weather. To his right was a security camera and there was also one to his other side, and yet another one above him. What kind of orphanage was this? Raising a hand to press on the doorbell, the door handle jiggled. Teru slapped his hand back to his side and waited.
The door opened a girl that looked about 15 or so. She had long brown hair that was pulled up in a ponytail. She wore a miniskirt and a bright pink shirt that would make any sane person blind. Jelly bracelets were up to her elbows on both arms, and about 8 necklaces were around her neck. "Hi there, welcome to Wammy's house! You're here to see Matt? He barely gets any visitors! My name is Linda, what's yours?"
Trying not to wince from the girl's erratic behavior, Teru reached out a hand. "Mikami Teru, thank you Linda."
Disregarding the offer completely, Linda grabbed ahold of Teru's arm, clinging to it like a 5 year old. With her arm still wrapped around his, she led him further into the orphanage.
They stepped out of the small doorway to an exquisite large hall. To each side of them were two large doorways which were almost as tall as the ceiling. Large windows were on either side of the front door, and cameras were in all the corners of the room. What caught Teru's eyes the most was the grand staircase right in from of them. It spiraled off two different directions to two hallways. The banisters seemed to shimmer in the light, a reflection of gold and silver, the lawyer's favourite colours. They curled off at the ends with a pattern found all over the stairs. The stairs themselves were a pearl white, also laced in a gold.
Teru took a involuntary step forwards due to Linda pulling him forwards.
Not knowing a thing about Japanese culture, Linda had looked up things on the computer the night before when she heard Matt clicking away at the computer. He was filling out an application for a lawyer, whom she knew was from Japan. "Teru-kun! Come on, this way!"
As soon as Teru heard the young girl speak, he yanked him arm away from her grasp. "You ungrateful little brat! How dare you use my first na---"
"She's stupid, don't mind her."
Turning around to see who spoke, he found a boy with a chocolate bar leaning against one of the massive doorways. He was skimpily clothed in all leather, and had a scar on the side of his face. In his other hand he was twirling a gun.
Feeling slightly intimidated, Teru took a step towards the stairs, gripping his briefcase tightly.
"Mello. You?" The blonde walked towards Teru, flipping his gun back in his front belt loop. "Scat Linda, I'll show him the way."
With tears in her eyes, Linda ran off in the opposite direction.
Teru couldn't shake this strange feeling off as he reached out his hand again. "Mikami Teru; lawyer," he smiled, trying to be as polite as possible. Even if everyone here was rude, he had to keep up a good appearance.
"Japanese, I assume? Why are you here for Matt, Teru?" Mello grasped Teru's hand in a firm handshake, a snake-like grin forming on his face. He let go and began walking towards the stairs.
"Well you see," Teru began walking after Mello, "he asked for me personally." He fidgeted with his glasses, feeling heat growing on his face.
Mello stopped walking for a brief second, and blinked. "Oh?"
When they began walking again, both of them said nothing in an awkward sort of silence. Though as Mello pointed to the room Matt was located, Teru swore he heard "he's mine."
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A/N: Comments, questions, praise, critique? 8D
