Me: My reviewers? Fantastic. You know why? Because they are like the ULTIMATE inspiration.
Sundae_Bunny: YAY! They're finally together! :D:D:D:D:D
Now I'm wondering exactly what's gonna happen in the next chapter :)
I'm wondering though, are you going to continue into the DN time? *GASP* You can't be thinking of killing off Matt and Mello, can you!? I mean, there's no way Light can win with Fee on their side!
Or will the fic end before that time, and we'll just assume Fee murders Light by force-feeding him paint?
Can't wait for the next chapter :)
PS
Did you get my pic? It includes Fee in normal clothes, Fee in dress and Fee's sharpie.
Also, could you please put links to other people's fanart? Want to see more Fee pictures! Yay! The one you put on your profile was really nice too :)
Me: OKAY, SO OBVIOUSLY I HAVE A LOT TO CLEAR UP--
Matt: Unfinished bsns....*clicks gun*
Me: Erm...Yes. So, here it goes: 1) I've actually been thinking about the future plot of the story for a long time. I've considered actually going out of DN time, and I actually have an idea for a possible plot if I do end up going in that direction. Actually, it would help a lot if I got your (the reviewer)'s opinion. I CLAIM THIS AS AN OFFICIAL POLL: Should I go slightly off DN time, or should I stick to the plot? It would really help if you considered both sides :D
Matt and Mello: You're leaving the fate of OUR lives in THEIR hands?!
Me: YES. BWAHAHAHHAHAHAA! *ahem* OKAY, TO CONTINUE: 2) OHHH SO THAT PHOTO WITH FEE IN NORMAL CLOTHES AND THE DRESS AND SHARPIES WAS YOURS? OMG NOW I UNDERSTAND! It was REALLY good, and that was the one closest to her actual design before I even put the reference up! :D In fact, I think it's a wonderful idea to post up everyone's fanart! With the artist's permission, I will put up any fanart on my profile. Just mention if you want yours up in your review!
Matt: *COUGHCOUGH*
Me: OH RIGHT, KrAzY-LiTtLe-ImP is the only exception. I hope you know, I'm putting your fanart up with or without your permission, because it is absolutely GORGEOUS and DESERVES to be seen by the world. I encourage all to go to my profile and click on the link I put up, because I pretty much died on the spot when I saw it.
Matt: I. LOOK. FRIGGIN'. SEXY. As always...ladies~
Me: Oh, if I were you, Matt, I'd stop it with the "ladies" stuff:
x-Malicious-Me-x: THIS IS SO CUTE!!
Okay Matt, I take it back. WHat you did there for Fee took guts... But I still have one teensy problem... You're with Fee AND STILL ASKING EVERY CHICK THAT READS THIS TO ** YOU! I would call you names, but we must keep this civil for the littlies' eyes, no?
And yes, I totally agree with the chains and pens idea. MATT BELONGS TO FEE AND FEE ALONE!! (And maybe me on occasion... ^^)
Matt: B-BUT...B-BUT....I'M THE GODDAMNED LADIES MAN!
0o_grimmjow_schiffer_o0: matt, please stop throwing rocks, what would 'panda' say.
Matt: WHY IS EVERYONE SCOLDING MEEEEEEEEEEEE ;3;
Me: QUIT YOUR CRYING SO YOU CAN DO THE DISCLAIMER.
Matt: M-Misseh does not own Death Note or its characters, but she does own the OC, Fee. AND YOU LADIES ARE NOT NICE.
Me: Speaking of 'not nice'.....HOLY SHIT WHERE DID MELLO GO???
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Eleven: Promises
She saw them as a sea of eyes; without identity, almost faceless. Their gazes remained locked on her as though she were of an alien kind. She stood out, and was relentlessly unique; therefore, she could never fit in.
Still, he held her hand firm.
"Matt, are you sure?" she whispered, glancing nervously between the boy and the sea of stares. Of course, she wasn't afraid; she couldn't care less about these people. However, Matt was a different story.
Yet, he still held her hand firm.
"I told you everything will change. You'd better be ready for it, whether it's for better or for worse," he whispered in return, giving a lopsided smirk while he gave her hand a squeeze. Fee pouted, hanging her head slightly as to hide her burning blush.
"Well, if that doesn't make me want to vomit, I don't know what else would!"
Immediately, Fee's head snapped upward and turned around at the sound of a familiar voice. It sent chills down her spine like nails on a chalk board just to hear it, and to see the person the voice belonged to standing in the cleared hallway only made her stomach churn.
"Well, if it isn't Piggy. I'd recognize your whiny tone anywhere," Fee remarked, moving her hand out of Matt's grasp despite his tightened grip.
Linda puckered her glossed lips, quirking a brow with an expression full of cocky superiority. She walked towards the two until she stood squarely in front of Fee, staring her down with hate.
"I never understood what made Matt and Mello even want to tolerate you, let alone like you to the level Matt has. I don't care how much time has passed; you're still the second-rate freak you've always been," she hissed, eyes narrowed to slits.
"Well, if it isn't Wammy's most talented artist!"
Fee, along with the rest of the crowd in the halls, found their attention turned the opposite way. People gasped to find that it was their most admired detective was the one who had interrupted the commotion.
Without a second thought, Linda reacted, pushing Fee and Matt aside in order to excitedly run up to L.
"Yes?!" she squeaked, smiling brightly up at the genius.
L peeked over the pigtailed girl's shoulder. "Oh, terribly sorry, I was addressing the strange blue-haired lady in the back."
Fee found herself grinning as she and Matt walked towards L, full of triumph. "What's with the surprise visit, L?" Matt inquired. L put a finger to his lips, eyes staring off into space. "Oh, nothing really. I'm just making a…last visit. It's obviously become necessary to catch up with you little monsters, seeing what has occurred between you all."
L turned his attention towards Fee. "Come along, now. We've got much to speak about, and not enough time," he mumbled quickly as he began to walk away. Just before Fee followed, she turned around to catch a glimpse of Linda's expression, smirking with delight.
"You just got owned by a Panda. Congratulations," she said happily as she left Linda to wallow in her self defeat.
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Fee kicked her legs off the edge of the bed in boredom, her eyes staring at the ceiling. Finally, the person she had been waiting for slowly stalked into her room; unsure of himself.
"Panda, I'm not going to eat you. Stop acting like you're in a constant defense mode."
"Your room is quite intimidating to me. I expected you to be more considerate."
"I also expected you to be less of a pansy, but it seems that we were both wrong."
Awkwardly, "Panda" took a seat on the bed beside her, huddling his knees closely to his chest. He placed his thumb habitually on his lips as his dark eyes stared at Fee. Bright ceruleans wandered over to stare back at him, to which he responded by quickly looking away. This repeated many times in complete silence.
"Well, this has got to be the most constructive conversation I've ever had in my life," she stated sarcastically, rolling over to lie on her stomach.
"It's not my fault we are both equals in our lack of social etiquette."
"Yes, it is. I blame everything on you, so therefore, that must also be your fault. Also, speaking of things that are most likely your fault, just where is Matt?"
"I told him you drew a portrait of Narnia inside his closet as a token of your endless love for him. He believed me, and I took that as the perfect opportunity to 'inconspicuously' place a chair against the doors to lock him inside. You see, it was necessary for privacy."
Fee's expression wavered between a look of pride and utter horror. She inched away from the detective, ready for any sudden movements. "M-May I remind you that child molestation is illegal? I am still at the age where I'm a minor."
L rolled his eyes, shifting in his place. "As I've always told you, your reasoning is highly flawed."
"In any case, you continue to have a fondness for me. Either you're a mega pervert, or you're possibly the only 'adult'", she said, using her fingers to demonstrate air quotes around the word "adult". "…That thinks I'm gifted in any way, shape, or form."
"Fee, though your way of thinking is certainly unorthodox, it doesn't make you wrong. I'm in the middle of a very important case right now, and it's made me come to realize that sometimes it is the most flawed of reasoning that ends up making the most sense."
Fee raised her eyebrows at the news. "A new case?"
"Yes. I'm getting this feeling that…some sort of conclusion is coming soon. That's actually why I came for a visit, for you see, I may not…be coming back."
"W-What do you mean? Is this case you have going to absorb that much time?"
"Yes, you can say that."
Fee frowned, the energy suddenly drained from her. L was quick to notice, and frowned slightly himself.
"Fee, no matter what happens, remember one thing for me, please. The mind is your most powerful weapon against injustice, and the heart is your most resilient shield."
"Oh, is that so? What if your 'weapon' is quite twisted, and your 'shield' is practically made of glass?"
It was a strange thing, what Fee saw after she said that. Never had she imagined that "Panda" and smiling could ever go together, and yet that is what she was witnessing.
"Well then, I suppose that is what armies are for; they're your safety net, am I correct?"
"Yeah…but what do you mean by 'armies'? You make it sound like we're in the middle of a war!"
L stood up, leaving Fee to hang on each word as he headed for the door. Just before he exited the room, he looked over his shoulder at the confused blue-haired girl.
"We are in the middle of a war; each of us for different causes. Choose your side wisely, follow my advice, and you will surely prevail."
With that, the man with the most logical reasoning that never seemed to make sense to Fee was gone.
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"Mels, this isn't funny."
"Oh no, I actually find this quite amusing."
"Let me out of here! I think Fee may have kidnapped L, and who knows what will happen if I'm not there!"
"Fee kidnapped L? Are you sure it's not the other way around?"
"Dude, it's Fee. Don't be stupid."
Mello scoffed, taking a seat in the chair placed in front of the closet doors. "Well, this note left on the door from the Panda-Man himself says I have strict orders not to let you out."
"…He left you chocolate, didn't he?"
"Shut up; nobody likes you, Matt."
After banging his fists on the door in frustration a few more times, Matt slumped to the floor of the closet, heaving a sigh. "Just when I finally got things right, chaos strikes again."
"Oh, poor you!" Mello mockingly cried in distress, his mouth full of chocolate. "Psh, from my perspective, things are going pretty well for you and Fee. Hell, any time I can manage to keep you away from her is beneficial. You won't get brainwashed so quickly."
"You're always so negative."
Mello growled, snapping off another piece of chocolate with his teeth. "I have every reason to be. After all, you'll be leaving soon."
"Leaving? What, is there a field trip no one told me about?"
"You dumbass, you know just what I'm talking about! Now that you're with Fee, I can just burn in hell."
"What makes you think that I'd leave?!"
"Because that's what everyone does; it's all they ever did!" he hissed. The tension between them fell into silence, creating a void in the conversation.
"You know, you shouldn't associate me with this 'everyone' group. From what you're telling me, they sound like a bad influence, and I wouldn't do anything they did."
"Now's not the time to be a smart-ass, Matt," the blonde sneered.
"No, I'm serious, Mels. I remember saying a long time ago that friends don't leave any friends behind…or some sappy shit like that," Matt drawled. "I wouldn't leave you like you never mattered."
Mello stared blankly at his half-eaten chocolate bar, turning it in his hand. "…Make me a promise, then. Whatever happens, you'll be my friend; when I need you, you have to be there."
"Scout's honor," the redhead replied firmly. After a few moments of silence, Matt felt the closet doors give way behind him and he tumbled out soon after. Once he sat upright, he stared up at Mello, who stood looking down at him.
"You know, I don't think Fee would leave you, either. Of all people, I think she knows the real value of a friend."
"Friendship? That's bullshit. Unlike you, I'm not retarded, Matt; I know she would never leave behind a perfectly good lackey without first testing all her options."
"Damn right!" a voice agreed from the doorway, causing both boys to look at none other Miss. Magnificently Magnificent herself. She motioned for both boys to follow her out into the halls; Matt did so obediently, and Mello did so by default.
While the three walked in the halls, it was Fee who slipped her hand into Matt's; no embarrassment, no shame, no doubts. Matt looked at her strangely, narrowing his eyes through his goggles.
"Who are you, and what have you done with Fee?"
"She's been disposed of. I'm a second model."
"Oh, ok then."
The trio wandered throughout the orphanage until Mello parted for his room, leaving Matt to walk Fee to her "lair". He gave her a solemn goodnight before letting go of her hand, watching as she shuffled to the entryway and slowly shut the door behind her.
He took a few moments just to stand there before he turned around, walking in the direction of his own room.
"….Matt?"
Immediately, he stopped in his tracks, spinning on his heels to see Fee hiding halfway behind the door; only peeking through a crack.
"Yeah?"
This was all he could utter before she nearly flew out of her room, dashing for him. All he could see was a flash of blue before he felt a pair of lips crash into his own, if only for a brief second. Once Fee had pulled away, he blinked, as though the entire ordeal was a dream.
"Your mind. I blew it," she said coyly before going back into the room she came from. Matt grinned from ear to ear, removing his goggles from his eyes and allowing them to hang around his neck. He took all the time in the world to walk back to his own room, replaying the scene in his head.
"Try to to understand that I'm trying to make a move just to stay in the game. I try to stay awake and remember my name, but everybody's changing and I don't feel the same."-Everybody's Changing; Keane
A/N: *somewhere in the Magical Land of Disclaimers*
Me: MELLO WHERE THE EFF DID YOU GO? I NEED YOU FOR DISCLAIMERS, BECAUSE MATT WILL DIE EVENTUALLY!
Matt: Lucky bastard probably ran off when he had the chance :(
Me: ZOMG LOOK, I FOUND A NOTE:
Dear Misseh,
Because of the following review, I became even more deathly afraid for my well being than usual-
elizabethloveschu: Do you know how long I have waited for this kiss?
And YES! It happened. Now, you have to get Near and Mello to kiss and it will be the best story ever!
xD
Knowing your sick and twisted little mind, you will make it happen. Therefore, I have instructed my mafia to kidnap Near to ensure you cannot use him to get to me while I have gone into hiding at Beyond_Jadee's house for the following reason:
Beyond_Jadee: Special announcement to Mello;
Mello, fellow chocoholic, I'm going to stop eating chocolate on the 1st on January all the way to the beginning of Febuary. So, i will have to survive a MONTH without chocolate T^T
Wish me luck
Because of what she stated, there will be a surplus of chocolate in her residence. My reasoning is flawless.
I hope you go die in a hole,
Mello.
Me: .......WHAT THE HELL.
Matt: NOT. FAIR. THOSE ARE MY CONCUBINES HE IS LIVING WITH!
Fee: -_-
Matt: NOOOOO, I LOVE YOU! BABY, ~NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP, NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN, NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOU~!
Me and Fee: -______-