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Chapter 7:
The ballet started off a little slow so Mellie had a hard time paying much attention. Although she loved her sister, ballet just wasn't something she was interested in. She checked her wristwatch a couple of times every minute wishing that nine o'clock would roll around. "Mellie." Chiyo whispered in exasperation. "Could you at least pretend you aren't counting down the seconds until you have to leave?"
Mellie tried to sit as still as possible, trying to pay attention. Toru was dancing around a bunch of other dancers who were blocking his view of Naomi, who he was trying to make his way to. Every time he would get close to her she would gracefully dance to the other end of the stage. This went on for about two minutes before he finally caught her and they began dancing together in a way that made Mellie wonder if they were actually in love. The ballet was too emotional. It didn't even seem possible that Naomi could fit into it soo perfectly. It was the only time she showed any emotion worth holding on to. She was either being a smart ass, or completely cut off from the world. Only a few small smiles ever broke through her facade, and here she was showing off her most dazzling smile to complete strangers.
Mellie was completely jealous.
She took a quick peek at her watch again and this time she found that it was five minutes after nine. "Oh." She said surprised. "I gotta go mom, Lia. Tell Nil she was wonderful for me." She gave her mom a kiss on the cheek before making her way out, apologizing to the people she walked in front of, even though it looked as if they didn't see her at all they were so mesmerised. "Jeesh, its not that great." She whispered as she walked through the door, being blinded momentarily by the lobby lights. She looked back once more to see her sister being held in the air by Toru while she stretched her body out like she was about to take off into the air and fly. Still smiling.
"Wow." That was all Liora could say as the curtains closed and the announcer guy walked back onto the stage. The crowd was going wild. Like being at a Yankee's game when they won the World Series. It was soo loud that even with the microphone the announcer was hard to hear.
"Weren't they just wonderful?" The crowd agreed wholeheartedly. "Lets get one more look at our stars." The curtains were reopened, revealing the line of dancers. They all bowed to the audience as flowers and stuffed animals were thrown onto the stage. "Whoa, watch out Misa Amane, here comes Nil."
"Jeez Nil, all this glory and none for me." Toru joked. Nil rolled her eyes and walked towards the announcer. Toru just smiled widely watching her go.
The audience watched as Nil whispered something in the man's ear and he shook his head in the affirmative. "It seems our star would like to make an announcement." The crowd roared again.
"Good afternoon, I would just like to inform you all that my sister Meek and her band called 'Splendor' are at this moment performing down at Boozers. I would appreciate it if you would go see them. They will be there until eleven." She handed the microphone back to the man and walked back to her place next to Toru.
"Man, what a nice sister you are." Toru said in shock. "I should head down there and see how good she is."
"Indeed." Was her only answer.
A few seconds later the whole of the cast decided to remove their masks and throw them out into the audience. Toru laughed as his went flying into a teenage girls head. Then he looked towards Nil once more. "Aww, come on Nil, you can't still be shy."
"No. Not shy."
"Then what is it? Some Phantom of the Opera thing?" He joked and elbowed her in the arm. "It can't be that bad. I mean, even if you had a giant burn on your face you would still look pretty good."
"What if it is a giant boil?" Nil pointed out with a smirk.
"Awwww, that's gross Nil. I could have gone forever without hearing that." He scrunched up his nose in mock disgust, but ended up laughing at her joke. "Good one. I can't believe the stoic Nil is making jok....ughaaaahh...." Nil crouched down and caught Toru just before he hit the stage. He had clenched a hand over his chest in pain.
"Toru..." Nil said a little worried. "What's wrong?" He just writhed and wriggled, fighting to stay alive. But it was all in vain as his eyes sunk closed. Naomi felt a pang of guilt and sadness. "Toru..." 'Kira!'
She looked around her to see if medics were on their way and found something that she didn't expect. All of the other dancers were laying on the ground motionless. All of them were dead. She layed Toru carefully on the ground and sprung to her feet, scanning the crowd for her mother and sister. Were they ok?
It was then that someone jumped her from behind, ripping the bone mask from her face. She flinched as her cheek was cut by the edge it, but before anyone in the audience had time to see her face she whipped around with a round house kick and nailed the intruder in the face. It was only a second later that she was being wrapped up in a trench coat and carried off the stage.
She was set down inside a car with tinted windows. Before she uncovered herself she untied the mask that was around her kneck and retied it around her eyes. When she finally got loose from the trenchcoat she expected to see Montaro, but instead she was surprised to see a much older person sitting next to her. Laptop in hand.
"Well that was unexpected." Watari exclaimed.
"Yes...very." Nil agreed. "Where..."
"Your family is fine, although I cannot say the same about your bodyguard. He was unfortunately on his way to stop the young man from tearing your mask away, and the same fate as the dancers befell him."
"I see." She lifted her knee to her chest and layed her cheek on it, looking away from the old man. She didn't like this one bit. "Who are you?"
"My apologies, miss Nil. I am Watari."
"Watari." She mused. "L's Watari." She didn't ask, it was more than obvious.
"Naturally."
"Did you like the ballet, Watari?" Nil tried to make conversation to block out a few things she didn't want to think about.
"Up until the manslaughter, of course." He smiled warmly at the back of her head, and she could almost feel that warmth.
"Yes." She agreed. "Kira seems to have a friend."
"I agree." It didn't surprise her that Watari had contacted L, but she really didn't want to speak at the moment. Especially to him.
Kira may be a killer, but L wasn't too far off.
(-B Muahahaha, So Watari is a little stronger then he looks ok. B-)
