Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, But I do own Mana and any other Oc's that enter the fanfiction.
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"The Missing Piece"
Mana stared outside the window. The many casting shadows of falling darkness surrounding her window and shrouding the trees that hung over her hidden cabin. The crows that always visited her swarmed the topside of her roof. How long had it been since she last saw them, since she last saw Near, or Mello? She couldn't keep track of how long it had been. She was lost, shut out from the world of social life. The only living thing she was able to speak to was the crows. Her point of talking was actually speaking to them while they cawed wildly.
It all was weird really. She remembered being ill, how long ago she didn't remember. Then she remembered waking up and finding herself with in this cabin, this dark, lonely, cold cabin. With only the little memory of white walls, sheets, and white clothed people, draped in rubber gloves and such. A scary machine attached to their faces, but that was it, the only memory she possessed.
Slowly she looked down at her shaking hands. She never dared go outside these wooden walls, but today she found she needed to build up the courage of going beyond these walls. Beyond these walls is where she would find Mello and Near again. Slowly she clenched her fists and put them to her window. Her hand slowly smeared off; her eyes were lost with in the depths of her innocence, the innocence of a newborn child. Whom did not know the sins of the world. Had she truly been reborn? She had seen the doctors, the people, and white. Maybe she had wondered into a new life and Near and Mello were long gone. She had left them with in the depths of her old life. She was truly alone. Thinking this brought great grief upon her and she decided that, no this was not the real reason she couldnt remember in-between things. She was now on the ground. The only thing touching the cool and misted window were her small and cold hands.
Plop
Plop
The sound of water hitting the roof brought her away from her grief and she stared up into the window, catching the blank sky. Her eyes zoomed in and out as they focused on the sky. What exactly was it that brought her mind to think that she had truly died, and was now living another life? Was it the unfamiliarity? Slowly she stood back up on her feet, with great difficulty, what an absurd thing to think. Throwing herself to her feet she stared at her reflection on the fogging window a determined and serious look on her face. She needed to find what had been happening for so many years, or days, or was it weeks. Carefully she turned her back towards the window and walked away leaving behind nothing but the empty cabin and leaving with nothing but a single puzzle piece and half eaten chocolate bar, reminders of two people she held deathly close.
"Mana-chan! Youre still not ready, were getting ready to send you up on stage, please get ready and hurry. You're actually on in 5 minutes."
A much more grown-up Mana sat in a studio chair, twirling a string of her brown hair and chewing on a candy bar. Her feet curled up beside her. She had a confused look on her face, or maybe it was an expression that read 'and-your-point-being.' Either way she didnt feel like budging, these past few days had been hellish. Going from place to place to do nothing but follow some idiots orders,while they hoped that they'd make high money off of you. She was totally sick of it, sick of the money hungry people, that was. Mana, at the time was staring at the candy bar wondering exactly how far and how much pain it would cause the blubbering idiot, but deciding the candy was to good to waste she rethought it.
Finishing the candy in less than another minute Mana jumped up from her chair and walked towards the panicking idiot. Slowly she passed him.
"After this performance, Mana is stopping."
The man looked appalled.
"What?!"
"Mana will be going to the public High school, not so far in Tokyo. Mana will also like the 95 of income she made this week. That will be all."
Through out her speaking she had an expression like a child wondering how a bird flies, or how the sky brightened so beautifully. While the man standing in front of her looked like a gawking idiot, which in her mind, he was. Slowly she passed him.
Waiting for her announcement.she played with her hair. Her green turtle neck outfit was baggy and so were her faded blue jeans. She wore no shoes, her toes were exposed, and a small bracelet hung off her ankle, the puzzle piece from two years back when she was at the cabin, clinging like an old charm to the silver bracelet. Standing patiently, with her fingers curling her long brown locks, she waited to be announced.
"And now presenting the child prodigy, in Musical performance, Mana!"
Carefully and quietly she made her way through the curtains and over towards the piano, which was in center stage, overlooking the many people who had come to see her sing and play the piano. The cheering got quiet, only a few coughs here and there interrupting the musical instrument.
'Near and Mello-kun, Mana wants you to hear her play, so she continues to work hard and make beautiful music.'
The lights dimmed and only one remained awfully bright, zooming in of her. Slowly she lifted her fingers and started to stroke playful, yet gentle tones from the piano. It sang happily and joyfully, matching her thoughts to the time she spent playing with the children at the Wammy Orphanage, the time she spent trying to coax Near out of his shell. She knew that even if it seemed he didnt like her company, she knew he needed it more than anything. The same with Mello who was always lost in the shadow Near cast.
Many people moved forward to get the full affects of the music playing. Mana continued, until a spot in the music paused, it stayed quiet for a few seconds then started up again, with a voice that sounded close to the pianos beauty. Mana put all her feeling into this song, this song that brought back joyous thoughts. She would continue to sing, but not for these people, these people who had all the money in the world. People these days had forgotten all about the children. Children enjoyed music too, children in Orphanages who couldnt pay to see any of this, loved her music. So when this was over, she'd attend High school and on the side she'd perform for Children who couldn't afford tickets to such places. The song ended and she continued with another, the Night drove on.
High on one of the balconies a stranger stared at the girl who was performing. He heard she was in town again, and hey, for once he had found an interest in the musical industry. A new fish in the sea had emerged and she had made it big. Many companies wishing to work with her and sell her music She was a prodigy, but so were most the kids who attended Wammys orphanage. The stranger put a finger between his lips and stared towards the girl. By the way she was singing, her facial expression, and how her fingers moved across the keys happily, he could only guess she was dieing to return to his two top successors.
Mana sighed heavily as her throat was killing her, and the heats from the Lights were also getting to her. She could see the many flashing of small dots of different colors. Standing from the piano she turned to her crowd and took a bow, they cheered, clapped, and jeered. Taking a final bow she turned her back on them and returned behind the curtains. Huffing and puffing, trying her best to retrieve her breathe. Slowly she fell to the floor. Although most the time Mana's asthma was under control she had over did it some tonight. Many people from the backstage quickly rushed to her side and handed her an infibulater. Quickly she took it and inhaled. A few minutes into deep breathing, she inhaled regularly and stood. A stage manager stood beside the curtain and held a clipboard. Mana turned towards the man that had handed her, her life rope and smiled.
"Thank you, Yuki-Kun."
The young man smiled and moved away from the girl. The stage manager stepped up.
"Beautiful work tonight, Mrs. Mana. You have a visitor."
"Who is it, Kyo-kun?"
"Someone by Ryuga, although he seems nothing like the sort."
" let him back, please Kyo-kun."
The man smiled at how polite the girl had been. Yet she always seemed to have to sneer one way or the other to her Managers.
"Yes, ma'am."
With that, the man disappeared and Mana was left to think about who this Ryuga person was and why he wanted to see her.
Woo-hooo Fourth Chapter up, I must keep going XD.