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White Ivy

"Trust Your Enemies"

Silver woke up very disgruntled by Mello shaking her off his shoulder, "Jeez, Silver," he gasped when she finally woke up, "You sleep like a rock! And get off of me!" Silver sighed and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

"You couldn't let me sleep?" She begged him, "And please, you know you want this," she finished, waving a hand down her body, giving him a cute smile, laughing when she saw him blush.

"Do not!"

Silver giggled and looked out the window, "Whatever, Mello," she commented, noticing that they had arrived at the airport. "Is L riding the plane with us?" she asked him.

"No," he said simply, staring out the window as well, "He's riding in a separate private plane, after all, Kira knows about him, not us. It's safer for him," He concluded.

"I suppose you're right," Silver sighed, "So what seat number is on your tickets?" She questioned the two.

"Seat number?" Near and Mello asked in unison.

"Haven't you guys ever ridden a plane before?" she asked them, slightly surprised.

"No," Mello said, crossing his arms, "Near never gets out, anyway." Mello finished with an evil glint in his eye. Silver waved him off and grabbed the tickets out of his hand. She stared at the tickets and laughed menacingly as she read the seat numbers on the tickets.

"What is it?" Mello asked, concerned.

Silver opened her mouth to speak but suddenly stopped herself, an evil idea hatching in her head. She thought for a few moments, "You get to sit next to Near for the entire nine hour flight."

"What?" Mello asked her, waving his hands wildly, "Silver! You're changing seats with me!"

Silver gasped, "That's illegal, Mello!" She said, pretending to be astounded that he would even suggest it, "They can throw you off the plane for that,"

"W-what?" He asked, confused.

"I'm not kidding, Mells," She said, completely serious, "They'll have air marshal's cuff you and everything," she finished, skipping away while grabbing Near by the arm, a sinister smile playing on her lips.

After managing to go through the painfully long series of customs and baggage check the three managed to board the flight. She sat into her seat and got comfortable, watching the row Near and Mello were sitting in which was right next to hers. Mello continued to have a horrified look on his face, not even daring to look at Near.

If you can't see it then it's not there, Silver giggled to herself. Silver was jerked from her thoughts when a colorful girl came walking up the row with a ticket in her hand, "Uh," she said, looking around, "Is this row A7?"

"Yeah," Silver said with a smile, getting up to let her slide through, and Silver thought she seemed really nice, even a little interesting. She had electric lime green streaks in her jet black hair, which was pulled back into a pony that she had spiked on the ends to resemble a star. She wore bright yellow, almost green, converse with black laces to contrast.

Okay, maybe more than a little interesting, Silver thought, smiling a little.

"I really love your hair," the girl gushed, "It's silver! That would never work on me," she finished solemnly. Silver was startled by her complement and looked at her astounded.

"Uh," she started nervously, "Oh, thanks." She finished, barely able to speak. The girl looked unfazed about her response to her compliment and continued to ask her questions.

"My name is Storm," She introduced cheerfully, "What's yours?"

"Uh," she started slowly again, "Silver. Is your name really Storm?"

"Yeah," she said, her smile faltering a bit, "It gets to be a pain sometimes; some little kids refuse to believe me. Kindergarten wasn't really a fun time for me," she sighed, "But, forgive me, is your name really Silver?"

Silver opened her mouth to say yes, but then she remembered that it wasn't. Her real name, along with her past, was long gone.

Am I lying if I say yes? Should I say yes?

Storm's expression turned from energetic to sympathetic in just a moment, "Kira?" she asked thoughtfully, "A lot of people are worried about him these days," she said solemnly, "Some of my relatives won't come out of hiding… even for silly little petty names. I want to be brave for them," She said, happy again, "I'm not going to hide myself, or my identity, just because everyone else is going to cower from some hateful little child."

Silver considered for a second letting it slip that Kira was actually suspected to be an extremely smart collegiate, but shook the thought from her head; it wouldn't be good to reveal what she was to the Kira investigation.

Silver sighed and turned her head to see Storm looking at the boys, her boys, "The one with the blonde hair is pretty cute," she remarked, "Is the other one your brother?"

She giggled a little bit before shaking her head, "Nope," she giggled, "Absolutely no relation. The one you think is cute is named Mello, the other one is Near." She introduced.

"Silver, Mello, and Near?" Storm asked, "I like those names," she commented, before looking off into the distance for a bit. The plane began to shake slightly and the stewardess came around and started giving safety instructions because they would be taking off soon. She looked over at Mello one last time before turning and facing forward.

There's a long nine hour flight ahead of us, she groaned, regretting her practical joke, I sure hope he behaves.

As if on command Mello began to yell at Near, "Near get off my arm!" Silver sighed, but didn't dare to look at them. As far as she was concerned, as long as they were on the plane she didn't know them.

"Uh," Storm started awkwardly, "Your friends over there…" She said, trying to tell Silver what they were doing, but Silver cut her off.

"As far as I know, I don't know them," She said timidly. Storm giggled softly in return but continued to look at the two boys.

"What're you looking at?" Mello asked, finally noticing her.

"It's funny that you're only asking me," she commented, "Half the plane is staring at your demonstration of childish behavior."

"Near was on my arm!" Mello growled back.

"You're halfway in his seat, taking up all the room you can, of course he was going to be on your arm!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Yeah," Storm said, pointing to the seat, "You are! You're being such a child!"

"Me?" Mello scoffed, "The child? You're the child!"

"Whatever," she said, turning away. Silver sighed, great, now if we have to switch seats I have to change seats with Near. It'll be worse if Mello sits next to Storm… she actually fights back.

"Why does he hate him so much?" Storm asked quietly so Mello wouldn't hear her.

Silver thought about her answer for a moment, "He hates him because they both excel in academics, but Near always beats him."

"Oh," Storm breathed, "I see. Why didn't you switch seats with him to begin with… so he wouldn't have to sit by him?"

"What?" Mello shouted, overhearing Storm, "You could have switched? Switch with me! I'd rather sit by that brat then by Near!" And then it began, the endless bickering between Mello and Storm. Silver sighed and decided.

"Mello," She said quietly, anger filling her eyes, "I'll switch with Near and you can stop being such a whiny brat and you're going to shut up and quit acting like a girl," Mello opened his mouth to say something back, but Silver cut him off, "Okay?" He sighed and nodded, and Near silently got up and sat where Silver had been sitting, continuing to do his puzzle. Silver was glad that he hadn't paid much attention to her outburst.

The rest of the plane ride was quiet and Silver continued to stare out the window aimlessly, after about eight hours they landed in Japan. Silver's eyes widened when they finally got outside. Japan was full of buildings, roads, lights, just about everything. The city seemed so alive compared to the secluded area she was used to living in. When they got into the car that Watari was standing outside of they weren't surprised to see L already inside the car.

"Hello, L," They all greeted and he grunted his usual greeting in response. Silver thought this was completely normal, sometimes he didn't reply at all when he was thinking deeply. The car sped away through the traffic towards L's headquarters.

The car continued to speed through street after street away from the busy airport, and the car finally pulled up to a very large, massive structure. "L," Silver breathed, astonished, "Is this your headquarters?"

"Yes," he replied simply, "Each of you can have your own floor if you'd like."

"M-my own floor!" Silver stuttered, but she was the only one in the car who was so impressed, even Mello seemed oddly neutral.

"Will there be chocolate?" Mello inquired.

"Yes, we made sure we had an ample supply of chocolate," Watari replied, chuckling as everyone get out of the car and entered to building and they were greeted by a hearty bunch of people.

"Hello!" One of the agents greeted, unusually peppy, "My name is Matsuda," he breathed, "But Misa-Misa calls me Matsu," he stopped, losing his happy expression which was replaced by an embarrassed one. Slowly the three introduced themselves when a boy walked out of the crowd.

He's handsome, Silver thought, noticing his kind face, light tousled brown hair, and sweet smile. He must be eighteen or nineteen, she thought, shaking his hand, he's the kind of person I would trust.

"Hello," he greeted kindly, "My name is Light Yagami."

"If God's the game that you're playing, well, we must get more acquainted, because it has to be so lonely, to be the only one who's holy," – Playing God, Paramore