Hey, everyone. Thank you all so much for reviewing. Keep in mind that I will most likely always bring chapters in late do to my laziness. It is a part of me, so all I can do is embrace it whole-heartedly. Late updates are evident in the future. I'm so glad you all enjoyed my last chapter, now here's the next one. Sorry it took me awhile, I had to think it all over.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor do I own any of its' characters. Don't even try to sue me, because my parents are lawyers, and they will sue you right back! HAHAHAHA! I HAVE THE POWER!
I stared blankly into the darkness. "You've got to be kidding me…that's such a cheesy line…." I said puckering my lips and narrowing my eyes.
"Well, that's the best way I know how to put it, okay! Now shut your trap and listen to me!" I faked a yawn. Suddenly not scared of anything that says such cheesy lines. It sighed. " Your ordeal is a very difficult one. Really, it's such a pain, but I have orders from higher up…" it paused. I waited for an answer. " We will have to fit you into a spot that makes you close to him…" I started to feel uneasy and apprehensive, just like I was awaiting my sentence to be given in court. "The easiest way to go would be putting you in Whammy's house…"
"-No!" I yelled in protest, not really thinking about how much of a baby I was being. "If you put me there, I'll never meet him!" I said, tears welling up in my eyes.
"I'm seriously considering erasing your memory…" My eyes widened. "If I did so, and placed you in a world that did not have Death Note in it, then you would never know about it, and you would be happy…hmmm…."
"But-…But-…" I tried to protest, but my voice was giving out.
"Yes, yes. That would work, and I wouldn't be disobeying orders, because you would be happy…! But the problem is, where am I going to find a world like that?….Damn it…" It mumbled on to itself. It's deciding my fate. It's deciding my LIFE. The feeling of being this manipulated was not a good one. I fiddled with my fingers. What if he really did put me in Whammy's house…? Would my passion remain? Would I still have my memories? It was unbelievable that something like this was actually happening to me, I realized. I had been so caught up in my pursuit of being with L, that I hadn't realized how crazy this situation really was. Maybe…maybe I just lost it…or maybe this is a dream! I quickly grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled as hard as I could. I winced in pain. Okay, not a dream.
"-Well, I think that would be the best solution then. It all works out fine that way, and I think you will be satisfied." It said.
"W-wait! What? What would be the best solution?"
"It's none of you concern, pitiful human." It suddenly got very quiet. All I could hear was a high pitched sound, it sounded kind of like an oven timer going off. Suddenly, a bright light began to come into view. I opened my eyes.
It was quiet. Very quiet. I saw the ceiling of a house. It wasn't my house….my house? Where was I? I sat up in the bed. I blinked. This wasn't my room. It was plain and had only a book shelf, a desk, a T.V., a computer( On the desk.), and one other bed aside from the one I was on. Where was this?
Bright light shown through the light curtains that covered the window beside me. "…." What's going on? I asked myself. Why can't I…remember what's going on? I began to panic. I got up out of the bed, placing my feet on the soft carpet. I walked across the room and stood by the door. After staring at it for a while, I gave up on the thought of opening it, and instead began pacing the room.
Then I came to a sudden realization. I stopped dead in my tracks, right in the middle of the room. "…This-…this is my room." I said, looking around in awe. It was so strange…at first I was sure that this room wasn't mine…then I…I wasn't so sure anymore. I didn't know anything. But now, I remember so much.
I remember a fire. I remember screaming, and immense heat. Then there was coldness…and loneliness. I was always alone. It all seems blurry, artificial even, but I remember it all. All of it, up to the point where Mr. Whammy showed up at my orphanage and took my away. It was late. I decided. Wasn't that…last night? I pondered about it a bit. He came and took me…last night? I looked around the room. That would explain my confusion and unfamiliarity of the room. I smiled to myself. I was satisfied at my quick work and use of intelligence.
I heard the door creak open. I was startled and quickly spun around to see whom it was. A fairly old man about 2 ½ feet taller than me with a big white mustache peeked through the crack in the door. Mr. Whammy…! For some reason I felt overly joyful. " Um, come in." He opened the door firmly and steeped in.
"Good morning, Ms. Frost. I presume you slept well…?" He asked in a very polite tone.
"Eh..? Oh, um, yes. I slept very well." Lies. I don't even remember sleeping.
"Ah. Yes, well, that's very nice. Ms. Frost, I have some business I would like to discuss with you." His tone soon changed to a serious one, as he sat down on the edge of the bed opposite to the one I slept in. I sat down on mine and politely folded my hands in my lap, waiting for him to say something.
"Go on." I said kindly.
"Yes, well, as you are aware of, this is an orphanage for gifted children. An institution for ingenious juveniles," I nodded, agreeing with his statement. "This orphanages' main goal is to produce an heir for L." He said rather bluntly. I tilted my head in confusion. Not really sure of whom L was, but deep down in my heart, I felt a tight feeling and exquisite happiness. I ignored it. Mr. Whammy appeared to see my confusion and explained to me whom L was, then continued on with his original topic. Why does L sound so familiar? I had asked myself. "So, each and every student here requires an alias. Which is vital to any detective." I see where he's going…
"So I must choose one then?" I asked.
He nodded. "Precisely." I have to admit, I must have sat there for 15 minutes at the very least.
"Hmm, um, how about-no, that won't do…or maybe…eh, I don't really like that…What about frost? To cheesy? Plus it really is my name…um," I went on like this for quite some time, until finally something reached out to me. Nicole…protect…you must protect…that's why you're here…The voice confused me. I didn't understand it's meaning at the time, but I just went with it. "Uh, how about…protect?"
Mr. Whammy raised his head to look at me. He had gotten tired after a while and had leaned into his hands. He smiled. "I think that sounds nice." I smiled in return.
"So I could do P., or Protect. I could also do Mamoru, which is an actual name in Japanese…I figure since I'm half Japanese, I can use both!" I said brightly, bursting with energy. Mr. Whammy offered a tired smile and just nodded. I guess I exhausted him.
"Well then, shall I call you P.?" He asked, sitting up.
"Yes! You may!" I said happily.
"Alright, P.. Now lets move onto the next matter," I looked at him quizzically, wondering to myself what it was. "Your clothing." I immediately thought that this meant my clothing was not sufficient. I looked down at myself. I hadn't really paid attention to it, but now I could clearly see that I wasn't wearing pajamas. I had on tight skinny jeans and a ugly, pea colored shirt that was a little to big. I looked back at him, hoping I would get to wear something else. "All you have to do is tell me what type of clothes you want, and I'll get them for you." My face lightened up.
"YA~~~~~~Y!" I screamed happily. I immediately told him what I wanted, like some spoiled child. "I would like loosely fit white T-shirts, and a midnight blue jacket( with a hood ). Along with some baggy pants. Doesn't matter what type of pants, just make them comfy and loose." I smiled happily at him. "Oh! And don't bother getting me anything else, just buy a whole bunch of the same out fit!" I added on. I hadn't realized that he was taking notes, but now I saw him frantically writing it down. I let a small giggle out at the sight.
"Alright then. We're pretty much settled with personal things, all that's left is a tour of the orphanage and the classes. Then you'll be all set!" He exclaimed sounding very relieved to be done with me. He got up and began to leave the room. "Feel free to explore the grounds as you wish." He said before leaving.
At first I just stared after him. Then my 13 year old mind began spinning, and I felt the desire to explore grow larger in my mind. It wasn't just an option now, I had to do it! I sprang up and ran into the hall way. Eager to see what lays ahead.
Okay, so, to make up for the wait, I made it really long. Well, at least it seems really long. I hope this satisfies you. ( =.= ) It's really late right now, so I think I'm gonna stop here, despite still having more to write. What do you think so far? Does it change to much? To quickly? I honestly don't know. Please tell me. So, Review!
~Yume-sama