Lisa: Okay, I am really liking having Mello live in my room, and the most hilarious thing is, that my parents don't even notice! Mwa ha ha ha ha!
Lisa: anyway sorry for the random letters or like dots in my last chapter, they were faces, but fanfiction just doesn't like faces. So for a while, until I can figure out how to, I won't have that many faces.
Mello: Hey Lisa, your parents said they have death by chocolate ice-cream. . . . . .so does it really like you know kill you?
Lisa: No Mello, don't be ridiculous, all it means is if you eat some everyday you'll die of diabetes.
Mello: aw, I thought you'd be dead. D:
Lisa: . . . .you want me dead? (to audience) Okay while I deal with Mello you can read the chapter, just be sure you know what I own and what I don't (its pretty basic, I mean I've been saying it for the last few chapters.) (oh wait add Felicity and Sir Death Snare, just in case they come in.) :D enjoy the chappie.
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I slapped him.
The Unfortunate thing was he was wearing goggles, so I got hurt more than him.
The other Unfortunate thing was Mello has seen it all.
Mello turned and stormed off to the room with a random dumpster in it, and I got up and followed, unaware that Matt's face was getting closer to his hair color, by the second.
Mello was- well I wasn't really sure where he was, no one seemed to be in that room at all. As I searched it I noticed the graffiti on the Dumpster spelled out: Sir Death Snare. I finally gave up finding the cry baby, but I didn't leave the room either, I just sat down and (ironically) cried. . . .When your only comfort in life, is a handful of chocolate stuffed in your mouth, when you're tired, just been kissed, in the home of the mafia . . .you tend to get a little weepy.
Then some rough cloth was forced over my mouth and nose, and I (embarrassing as it is) fainted.
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Light was sitting in the subway train, repeatedly tapping his pencil against his seat, waiting, and dreading, the time the train would stop. . . .He had figured out, thanks to the paper, that the FBI was tailing people they suspected of being Kira. He had also found out where Ballerina was seen last. . .he might tell his dad she was wanted, that would keep her in check, but then what if she told the police everything. That wouldn't work at all, he was trapped, and it was turning out that Ballerina was more trouble than L!
"Ryuk, I won't be speaking to you after I get out." Light said in his business like tone. "But feel free to speak to me, just know that I won't be answering you." Ryuk agreed.
The train came to a screeching halt and Light came out walking swiftly to the Diner where he last read Ballerina to be found.
As he was starting to cross the street near the diner, he slightly overheard some old women whispering. . .
"I am appalled Edith, you mean that crazy blond robber murderess lady pounced you?"
"Oh yes Myrtle, it was horrifying, she practically stabbed me!"
"Oh my, I'm surprised you weren't hauled off in pieces to the hospital!"
Light slightly taken aback, was surprised that Ballerina had gained such a reputation, since he had assumed her of being a girly dainty helpless type.
Just then a black convertible pulled up on the side walk, cutting him off. A lady emerged with frizzy black hair, long black boots and a black leather jacket; she kicked her door closed after retrieving some grocery bags. Tilting her sunglasses up above her eyes, she deliberately walked into an alley.
Now Light had had enough of things not making sense, but he supposed anything weird would have something to do with the stupid pink person, so he slowly followed the convertible woman, keeping her in sight as far as possible.
He wandered in and out of different alleys, wondering where this suspicious lady was headed, finally she entered a door in a building, and just as Light was planning to do similarly, Another suspicious lady appeared around the corner, she was different, her Hair was straight and blond, she dressed in white leather, and was carrying a huge potato sack over her shoulder. Light had to make a choice, follow the lady in black? Or the lady in white? He chose black.
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Sierra opened her eyes, she was tied up again, but this time, she was moving somewhere, she was in a closed square space, with one light bulb hanging from the ceiling by a string, she was alone.
(Switching back to 1st person now (that being Sierra))
After quite a time elapsed and I seriously needed to relieve myself, a door was opened, and it became clear that I was in the back of a delivery truck. Standing in front of me was a gorgeous lady with dazzling white teeth that matched her outfit, and blue eyes, and 3 guns in her belt. Her hair was similar to Mello's (or Misa's) and she was smirking at me with perfectly thin red lips.
"Hello" she started, "What's wrong sweetie, having cramps? I would've sent you 1st class, if you were a 1st class character, unfortunately by my book your only 65th."
This lady was really making me dislike her, but I tried my best not to look too offended, at the random stranger who had just kidnapped me and was now making fun of me.
The lady then scowled at me, apparently I was supposed to try and fight back or something.
She snapped her fingers, and two rugged, smocking, buff, dirty men came and lifted me out and put me on the pavement in a sitting position. I noticed we were in an abandoned parking lot- wait not all the way abandoned there were a few Rolls of Royce sitting around. I was thinking though all the possibilities, maybe she lives here and likes big drive ways? Or maybe she works for the government's secret kidnapping assembly or something. The building I assumed was behind me and the truck, but I couldn't be sure.
"Questioning time." Said the lady. She undid my mouth gag, (which was the reason I was not speaking for so long).
"Who are you?" I asked defiantly
"Ha ha ha ha" she laughed, a pure and magnificent laugh. "Why, my dear, I'm questioning you, not the other way around."
"So, what is your question?" I asked, frowning slightly at the unanswered question.
"What is Mello to you?" demanded the lady, pulling a mirror out of her belt and playing with her hair.
"Well, a guy who kidnapped me I guess." I said wondering how she knew about all this.
"Really?" said the lady looking sharply at me with her cold blue eyes. "I had thought you ran off with him, after I murdered your last husband."
I didn't respond, I decided she was mistaking me for another person, or maybe she had gotten her information wrong, but she was definitely not afraid to kill, this woman was dangerous.
"Ha ha ha ha" coolly laughed the lady again. "Still hurts doesn't it darling?"
"Um, yes?" I answered not really knowing who my supposed former husband was, but thinking I had better play along, lest she kill me for not being the correct person.
"Well, we all get over it eventually." Then the Lady smirked at me. "We've never actually met face to face before, have we?" she asked.
"Erm, no ma'm." I answered; figuring politeness was the best answer, truthfully guessing at every answer.
"Ha ha ha ha." She laughed for a third time; I was truly getting tired of her. "That was a rhetorical question honey. You do know what that means right?" she asked in her most condescending tone. She was just trying to make me hate her, I could tell, so I decided the best way to annoy her back was to act like I was superior.
"Of course Darling" I said laughing elegantly. "I was only wondering if you knew such words, having only a trivial education as thou dost."
This method worked, the lady became furious. She grabbed the front of my shirt with her left hand and lifted me (still tied up) until we were eye level with each other.
"Watch it, Girly." She said taking on a menacing voice now. "I know you've got the mafia on your side, but I have the police on mine." She said leaning in so I could smell her mint gum.
"Chewing gum, is actually bad for your teeth." I said not losing my cool.
The Lady's frown deepened, and she plopped my (not at all nicely) back down onto the pavement, and stepped on my neck with her white heeled boot, and bent down and whispered in my ear. I felt dizzy, I was pretty sure I was being choked. Almost the same time I was passing out (again) I noticed something. I noticed her wallet (also tucked in her belt) was not zipped up all the way, and a little piece of paper was sticking out. So even under the circumstances of gravel up one ear, whispers of murder in the other, and probably a boot shaped bruise, where I would've preferred a vampire; I grabbed the little piece of lined paper, and saw something I really should not have seen.
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(This is sort of 3rd person viewed, apologies for not being able to give virtual apologies)
Light had found himself in the most disgusting room he had ever been in. He stopped dead for he noticed a grown man (or at least a teenager) hunched in the corner playing video games! He wondered what kind of place he was in, and was just planning to leave, so as not to get muddled with stuff that would soil his name, when he heard a woman's voice from the other room, a yelling woman's voice, so he ventured forth, ducking behind the couch, so as not to be noticed by the absorbed ginger.
"What?" shrieked a female voice. "What do you mean you've lost her! She was valuable, we were gonna get big bucks!"
"Well sorry, miss healthy!" roared a male voice. "I didn't realize the little pig was my responsibility!"
"Mello!" said the woman sharply. "Are you positive you didn't hide her, so she wouldn't have to go through everything?"
"Yes Positive, I will never have anything to do with helping that freaking scamp ever again!"
"Fine, then wha-" Saffron was walking out of the kitchen, when her foot stepped on something, that something turned out to be Light Yagami's fingers.
"What in the BLUE BLAZES OF HUNPHREY HAG BLASTER!" shrieked the male voice (belonging a bratty looking blond).
"I can explain!" said Light getting up, and rubbing his injured hand.
"Fine explain!" said the woman.
"I know!" said Bratty Blond, "The little poodle, wanted more men to entertain her, so she caught this baboon, and then got him to help her escape."
"What do you mean more men?" asked black leather woman.
"What, no, I just came here to sell Curtains!" cut in Light.
"What the bubb-?" started Mello but Light cut him off.
"That's right, I am your friendly neighborhood drapery seller, may I interest you in buying some delightful curtains?" said Light in his most convincing innocent voice.
"We don't have any windows." Saffron pointed out sarcastically. "and just what were you doing on the floor?"
"Well, I fell down, and since you folks don't seem to be interested, I'll just try next door." Said Light trying to laugh his way out. When Matt of all people decided to join the fun.
"How did you find this place?" he asked staring sadistically at Light.
Light stopped short and started sweating, (of course Ryuk had been there the whole time, but Ryuk was too busy amusing himself with the situation to be of much help).
"Mello, lock him in the dumpster, and leave him there until he comes clean!" ordered Matt.
"Wait, okay I'll come clean!" said Light, feeling very trapped with no alternative, for once in his life.
"COME CLEAN THEN SWINE!" said Mello (obviously)
"I-I'm looking for this girl," said light, shoving the newspaper at matt, "she was around this area, so I was looking for her, and then I followed loud lady into your . . .um place."
"Yeah he's not lying." Said Matt resuming his game in the corner. "what's more, the girl I made-out with is the one he's looking for."
"You've got some nerve punk!" roared Mello
Light only glared.
"Anyway" interrupted Saffron with a slight questioning look at Mello, "since the curtain salesman most likely new her before we did, he should know where she normally escapes to, right?" she asked turning to look at Light.
"Well, the last time she escaped she came to you guys, so maybe she found her way in the hands of more dangerous criminals?" stated Light having returned to his normal drawl and monotonous demeanor, these people were criminals, after all.
"Fang It!" said Saffron, "It's you-know-her and her muscle walkies."
"Man, I am so out of touch with criminal slang." Thought Light
"NoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo!" said Mello falling to his knees and grabbing his hair.
Matt was affected by Saffron's announcement too, for he was playing at a rapid speed, and blowing more things than anyone ever did with Kirby.
"We've got to save her!" said Mello, apparently forgetting his oath to never have anything to do with Sierra again.
"I'm coming right?" asked Light with an air of superiority.
"No!" said Mello
"Yes!" said Saffron
They both glared at each other.
"Fine, let's go." Said Matt with a bored expression "Only, who gets her once we find her?"
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What I saw, I can never describe, only I'm sure you could picture it, if you've died. It was a shinigami.
The Lady snatched away the paper, once she noticed I took it, and looked at me and the shinigami sternly, as if trying to decide if I could see it, or not. I could.
"This might explain the murder of my husband?" I said trying to pick the gravel out of my hair. My gray tank-top was slightly bloodstained, I, however, could not find the wound, I hurt everywhere, my Black skinny jeans were ripped and not so black anymore, but more of a darkish gray.
"You see him?" asked the Lady. "Then you're dead!" She suddenly took two guns out of her belt and pointed them at me in a sideways fashion.
Just then I was swept off my butt, and into the arms of none other but Light Yagami himself.
Matt had a car waiting and Light quickly tossed between himself and Matt as he sat in the passenger and slammed the door. Hesitatingly skimming Matt, Light decided on buckling.
"Where are Saffron and Mello?" I asked in a panicked fashion.
"They're taking on the snunk bag!" said Matt firmly
"Wow, the Mafia's language is awful!" I said trying to get it out of my brain. "So who was that glamour queen?" I asked
Matt made a sharp jerk with the car. "That was Felicity Keehl."
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One day after all that you'd probably be surprised to find me clean, well rested, fed, with way to big clothes on, making Light some super; but there I was, and there I was happily living. . .NOT.
Basically I wanted to go live with Saffron, cause she seemed totally cool, but she said she had to get Mello to the hospital (seriously painful man injury to his -); and nobody thought Matt would be appropriate, so I was dragged off, with many a complaint to the home of Light.
He avoided questioning from his parents and sister, by explaining that I was a mentally disabled person, and it was a school project as well as a charity.
So there I was, a pitiful thing, crying my eyes out, and glaring.
(Reasons, pitiful because of Light's old clothing making me look tiny, crying because of the onions I was chopping, and glaring, because of the laughing death god hovering above.)
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Mello: ahem, well I'll be doing the closing today. Lisa is, erm, doing, um, jump rope or something. . .hee hee yeah, jump rope.
Mello: anyway I wanted to personally apologize (unlike some proud people) for the odd time lapse thing. . .for instance at the same time Light is about to kill Raye Penber, I am in the Mafia. . . .this makes no chronological sense, but hey Lisa's a whack so, yep.
Mello: Hey don't blame me if Lisa and her parents aren't here for the next few chapters, its not like I was so insistent on death by chocolate killing or anything that I freaking poisoned it!
Mello: I quote Lisa's normal speech. . .ahem . . ."and thank you to all the reviews, they were lovely, and I am lovely, because I kidnap anime men, blah blah blah blah" . . .yep I nailed her. MWA HA HA HA HA.