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"The Missing Piece."
A soft melody filled the air, and the voice of a small female entered through out the halls. It had been two years and winter was the season that was currently happening. Time really flied by when all you had was yourself and maybe a few friends here and there, Friends that in turn shared similarities with you. They had no parents, no mother, no father, and no parental love at all. They shared somewhat of the same dreams, to someday find that special group of people that made you feel as if you truly had a family.
Everything outside was showered with the beauty of the effects of winter. Snow-white crystals covered lawns, buildings and treetops, not a single spot was left that wasn't covered with snow.
The sound that was softly vibrating off the walls seemed to be coming from a specific place. Slowly following the noise you would come to a wooden cherry door with a sign that read, Music room. Inside the room, a piano stood in the middle of it. A small girl with curtains of ruffled, full brown hair playing the keys ever so gently, group of kids ranging from the ages of four to the ages of somewhere around twelve.
The six-year-olds fingers became fierce over the keys as her lips quivered with escaping sounds. The children that sat around the girl, sat with mouths agape and eyes wide with wonder at how beautifully she sang.
Down the hall, you could hear the same sweet melody, the same sweet voice. It spread through out the Wammy house, filling every room.
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Near stopped his construction of his puzzle. His hands lingering over the spot he was about to place the piece in. It was true it had been two years; Mana had grown to become a very lovely girl that much he couldn't fib about. Over those last two years she had also excelled in performing arts, while he continued to stick to his goal, to become L's successor. It seemed that Mana had also grown quite attached to Mello, Near didn't like that very much. Mello was always so mean to Mana; he couldn't understand why she started to hang around with him. He curled his hair with his finger and looked at the puzzle, the same one Mana had helped him with 2 years ago. Mana's singing brought him back to reality as he carefully sighed and put the puzzle piece into place.
Clack
The voice of the six-year-old continued to fill the Wammy house, catching everyone in a sort of hypnotic way. The piano only the side effect adding to her beauty.
A dark haired boy, walked down the hall. His right finger inbetween his lips while his left hand was jammed into his faded blue jeans pocket. A white long sleeved shirt clothed his upper body. Messy brown almost black hair, with deep circles framing his eyes, He walked with a sort of slouched position. His eyes directed towards the music room where the sound was coming from. His naked foot came up to rub his upper leg.
Mana continued to sing, although her lungs kept tightening painfully. She had to keep singing, if only to see the happy and amused faces of the people around her. For the past few years she had grown to acknowledge that her singing filled the gaps that some kids had with in their small hearts.
The end of the song was coming up, and she couldnt help but feel happy for that. It seemed, at the time, as if her lungs were screaming ' Hurry, Hurry, We're on Fire!'
After five more minutes the piano strummed once more and then it went silent, her voice the only thing lingering in the cold, almost warm room.
When everything was complete, she slowly slid off of the piano stool and stood in front of the applauding kids. Slowly she took a bow, sweat falling onto the floor from her cheek, which was a rosey color.
"Mana is happy you enjoyed the song, but, Mana would like some time to herself, please."
The children all nodded and hurriedly left the room. Offering many farewells and good jobs. Mana stood at the front of the room, a smile on her face. She held that smile for a few more seconds until she collapsed. Her vision was a little blurry, but nonetheless she could see her hands shaking. Her breathing came out in raspy gasps. Cold sweat ran down her already pale, yet rosey cheeks. Quickly her air way became tighter, she clawed at the turtleneck. It felt as if some unnatural force was sucking the air around her away. Her head throbbed; it felt like a horrible migraine. Taking one hand away from her neck she put it to her head.
"Mana's head hurts, Mana doesn't feel so good."
She gasped between words. Trying to calm herself...it wouldnt work. She was growing desperate for full, deep breathes. She was growing desperate as her air way slowly closed. She fell completely to the floor, her eyes hazy with small tears.
"Near-san...Mello-san...Help ...Mana"
She let her hands, which at the time were still clutching her chest, fall limply under her.
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