Well, it seems no one "hated" chapter 9. 0.o I really REALLY loved the last chapter, so I am nervous about writing this one and following up with the last one. I will answer both chapter reviews, cause I have nothing better to do, and I think that I should since I posted it too fast anyway.:P ITS SNOWING!!!!! AGAIN!!!.....:(
Chapter 9 (Nightmares) Reviews!=3
Ebony Dagger- Thanks. Ha ha. She is crazy and weird. I just kinda realized that the name didn't actually belong to me as much as I had hoped. 0.o I'm glad. No one really hated that chapter. I hated writing it, though.:P Yeahs. It is important to do that, even if it is through writing fillers.:)
0o grimmjow schiffer o0-Thanks! I needed to hear that.=3 I love you guys too! (In the non-creepy way.0.o)
LadyWillowTree-Yeah, but I was hoping the next chapter made up for it. I took a whole day and just tried to write that amazingly. So do me and Kristin! WE ISH ALL COORDINATED HAIR PEOPLE!!!:D Kewl! 0.o That sounds bad, Lea........
Well. Thats all of em. ONWARD TO THE REVIEWS FOR CHAPTER 10!!!!:D
Kishi Senmatsu- Well, I sure as hell HOPE you reviewed it. Otherwise, this is very weird.0.o *in british accent* I DON'T WANT TO GO INTO DETAIL!!!! She didn't think it was their last kiss. If you want an explanation, here the fuck it is! *He kissed me softly on the lips and retracted almost instantly.* Happy? I don't think laughing is yelling.0.o I was being sarcastic, there IS a difference. Monsoon would've been helpful earlier!!!!:P
0o grimmjow schiffer o0-I'm sorry.:( I didn't really want to make you guys cry! If it helps, my allergies are acting up right now and my eyes are watering. 0.o Haha. I'm always weird. I KNOW, RIGHT?!?! Damn physiologists. -_- Ha ha. I rant a lot too. Just ask.... well. Ask anyone I converse with! I'm glad you enjoyed it. I loved writing it too, but didn't like how little detail was in the end. 0.o
LadyWillowTree-Have fun crawling into a coron (Whatever the fuck THAT is.0.o) lol. No, I'm sorry. At least you didn't cry. (Or, I hope I didn't make you cry.:() RIP L! (L's staring at me and yelling I'M NOT DEAD, DAMMIT!)
Tsori-Iikagen-Aww, I'm sorry.:( Well, I'm glad it was good.:) We hash to be strong.=[ I sure hope that chapter doesn't think it sucks, or it can just go crawl in a corner and DIE because I worked hard on it!:( I will try! Thank you for the review!:)
Well, I don't own Death Note or Calling Old Friends by Defiance, Ohio. I do own my OC Ren, who I am glad to hear isn't a freaking psychopath.:) Anyway, enjoy chapter 11!! Whewt!
Buildings and asphalt. People without faces or identities as far as I'm concerned, flying off into the distance along with the orphanage filled with all too familiar faces. Never had I ever been this far outside of the only place I ever could truly call my home. They were all speeding away in the opposite direction, as if they were running from the path I was traveling down. As I said goodbye to Whammy's (though it was long gone, off in the far distance with the others) and said goodbye to England, for fear I would never even cross the waves that gently lap it's shores. I might never even travel back here again and I really had no say in the matter. Neither did Matt, really. He only had partial control of the fact that I was going down a path with a destination Mello didn't even foresee. We pulled into the airport parking lot and left into the harsh outside world. The rain stung our exposed flesh as we walked into the building. We were an odd group. Mello, a blond guy with as big a scowl he could muster plastered on his face, Matt, a boy hugging me with a shirt that was half see through and sad eyes covered by tinted goggles peering down at the one he cared for most, and me, a petite amber haired girl crying into Matt's chest while he hugged me and rubbed my hair in an attempt to sooth my muffled sobs. The woman looked at us skeptically.
"Where to?"
"The fastest way to America." I looked up a bit, just enough to look at Matt.
"America?" I whispered. He just leaned down and kissed my forehead softly, whispering.
"It's alright. You'll be okay, I promise." He looked into my eyes and smiled.
"Okay. Will that be first class of coach?"
"Do we really look like we can afford first class?!" She looked away and handed him the tickets without making eye contact. He snatched them and slammed the money on the counter. We walked to get ready to get on the plane.
The dark clouds ahead of us foreshadowing the events in the future. As if they were hinting that there was no turning back, and the path ahead of us was doomed from the moment we walked it. I fell asleep on the plane, even if we were flying coach. No one dared sit next to us. Mello wore a constant scowl on his face, glaring at the clouds and everything he could lay his eyes upon. We were on this pane, toward a destination that was still unknown to me other than the fact it was in America. I wonder if even Matt knows where we are heading? I shouldn't ask, for fear of Mello getting pissed, since he IS sitting right next to me. I began wondering of what could have happened to L. How did he die? Did someone kill him? If someone killed him, I would... Tears began forming in the pits of my eyes, and I blinked to allow them to flow down my cheeks. Matt felt the tears soaking through his thin white and black striped shirt and looked down to me.
"Everything is alright. We'll be okay. I promise."
"You know what the last thing I ever said to L was?" He looked down at me, concerned.
" Fuck this. I yelled that at him and got mad because of something he had no real say over. Maybe if he didn't have me to worry about, he would have payed more attention and he'd still be alive." My tears ran down my face leaving red marks to mark the place they once drowned. My sobs were attracting attention from people nearby. Eventually, while Matt was trying to calm me, an attendant came over. Matt kissed me, not noticing her.
"That could never be the case."She coughed and looked over to me.
"Is everything alright here?" I looked up from Matt's shirt. She was wearing all red, even red lipstick, with a white collared shirt under it and red heel with a red skirt. Her eyes were well made up, but the fake smile the attendants usually plaster on was gone. She was frowning and looking at Matt as if he were the culprit.
"It's nothing, really. Thank you for the concern, but I have it handled, ma'am." She dismissed what Matt said, glaring partially at him, and returned to look at me with worry on her face.
"Are you sure you're okay?" The fact that she disregarded Matt so simply and without caring made me angry. I looked up to glare at her.
"Leave." She blinked a few times.
"E-Excuse me?"
"L.E.A.V.E.......... Leave!"
"But, you're-"
"He has it covered. Did you not hear him?"
"Ah....." Matt looked at her.
"It seems to me you're doing more harm than good. I would appreciate it if you would leave before you do more damage." She stood there with her mouth open, ajar.
"Oh, but you can come back to bring me some peanuts. How about you? You want some peanuts, Ren?" I snickered.
"Sure?"
"Now go fetch us some peanuts, we are quite hungry!" She just glared at Matt and walked away, returning to bring us our peanuts within a few minutes. Once she did, Matt quickly opened his, grabbed a peanut, and threw it at the back of her head. She turned around quickly and Matt acted as if he didn't notice, while I snickered. She stomped off leaving us there snickering. I looked up at Matt, who was still snickering to himself; obviously proud of what he did. I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked down and his smile faded when he saw my frown.
"I'm nervous. How long of a flight is it?" He smirked a little, and I mentally sighed at how childish that sounded.
"About an hour or two. We'll be fine." I looked up at his, still a bit unsure. One or two hours is plenty of time for something to go wrong.
"Trust me. If you just fall asleep, it'll be over soon enough." He kissed my forehead softly and I laid my head on his chest, using it like a pillow. Within a matter of minutes, when I was about to fall asleep, we hit turbulence. I jolted up and began panting heavily.
"What's wrong? It was just a bit of turbulence." I sighed. People stared, and I must have looked crazy to them. I shook my head and put my head down again.
"This time, I will fall asleep." I whispered to myself. Matt just chuckled and I drifted to sleep softly with the sound of the plane soaring softly.
"Those roads that stretch ahead of us, the roads that led us here; singing traditional renditions of the songs we sang last year. And though these times have made us stronger, the outcome's no more clear." Calling Old Friends by Defiance, Ohio
I wrote part of this at school on the stickies ap. lol.:) See? See what I do for you guys?! I write at school which earns me odd looks from people! I had to make the Stickie almost the size of the screen. :p I was like HOLY SHIZ! BIG ASS STICKIE NOTE! I decided to ask a question, to see if you guys actually read this shit I post down here. 0.o Okay, so if you had a million dollars, but you could only spend them on one thing, and it has to be very odd or stupid. 0.o What would you buy? I think I'd buy a stickie note the size of my house.:)
