Death: I have L today to do the disclaimer!
L: Yes, I will be doing the disclaimer.
Death: Why do you talk like that?
L: I do not understand what you mean.
Death: You... Never mind. I find it cute anyway.
L: *Blushes* That comment was deeply appreciated.
Death: Aww, you blushed! *Tackles him*
D: I hate to remind you, but this an LXOC story. So I would be happy if you would GET OFF MY MAN! *Attacks Death*
L: Hmm, I believe this is a fight over me. I should get to the disclaimer. Deathcomessoon doesn't own Death Note nor the characters from Death Note.
D: Why did you write this if you were just going to hit on my boyfriend! *Punches*
Death: I apologized! And you haven't even met him yet! *Dodges kick*
Search For The Sun
Chapter 6
Day 16
Dakota had fallen asleep in the plane to Seattle, she was resting her head on Aden's shoulder.
He didn't mind though it was a little uncomfortable.
He didn't want to wake her seeing as it took hours for her to fall asleep and that was with the aid of sleeping pills.
She was terrified of flying and on top of that she was worried because they still had no ideal where they were going.
Dakota let out a small cry and dropped the book she had been so desperately clutching in her hands.
Trying not to move much, he picked up the book she dropped.
She leaned her back against the seat and let out a low scream.
She awoke with a start slapping a hand over her mouth, but it was too late and the passengers nearby were staring with a concerned look on their faces.
Normally she would have said something to calm them, but she was dripping sweat and they probably wouldn't have believed her.
She suddenly unbuckled and ran to the bathroom, ignoring the stewardess who were telling her to sit back down.
She threw open the door to the bathroom and emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet.
"Oh hun," A woman mumbled as she enter the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She was a tall woman with long blond hair pulled into a neat bun. Her name tag read, Stacy. She knelled beside Dakota, and rubbed her back soothingly. "What's wrong?"
"It was just a nightmare," Dakota whispered resting her head on her folded arms.
Stacy's dull gold colored eyes seemed to lack the intelligence that Aden's had.
Yet they softened towards the young girl who was now washing her mouth out with water.
She gargled and spit then repeated.
Stacy dug a washcloth out from under the sink and wet it.
She dabbed Dakota's forehead softly.
"Dakota, are you all right?" Aden called, standing outside the door.
"I'm fine," She said, looking at the older woman.
"Here sweetie, I hope you feel better," Stacy handed her the washcloth.
Aden slipped in through the door after Stacy left, not caring that he was in a woman's bathroom.
He looked at her with sympathy in his gold eyes.
He set his hand on her back ignoring when she tensed.
He brought her toothbrush with him and gave it to her.
She took it and mumbled a thanks before scrubbing out her mouth.
He stood by her the entire time, just in case she needed him.
He worried about her constantly.
Most would think they were dating, but he treated her as though she was his sister.
He knew that she needed someone to care for her, and she knew he needed family.
So a silent agreement past between them and they became brother and sister.
Though she kept things from him, like her past and what her nightmares were about.
"I'm so sick of these nightmares. Actually it's not even different nightmares, it's just the same one over and over again. Each time I know it's a dream, but I can't wake up. Everything's so vivid and real," She was looking at his but it was as though she didn't even seeing something else.
"You need to let go of your past," He replied, gripping her hand and leading her out to their seats.
"I'm not ready yet," She whispered, mostly to herself, as she looked out the window.
She leaned back and looked up at the starry sky.
All the stars were bright and twinkling.
She considered the possibility that her mother was one of them looking down at her, but the logical part of her told her is wasn't possible.
The rest of the plane ride went by in silence, as Dakota refused to fall asleep and instead listened to the iPod Dylan and Kendall had gotten her.
She searched for her book and was surprised to find it under her seat.
Once at the airport they were surprised to find they were taking another plane, but this time to England.
"Why are we going to England?" Dakota wondered aloud.
"I don't know, but the driver already purchased are tickets, and I have our passports," He stated pulling them from his bag.
Once on the plane they found their seats and sat with Aden closest to the window.
The knew they were in for a long flight, but Dakota refused to fall asleep again.
She thought she saw Stacy, but quickly brushed away the thought.
It couldn't be that much of a coincident right?
She settle down into her seat and put in her headphones, blaring rock music.
She was able to block out everyone and to everyone else it appeared as though she had fallen asleep.
She waited until everyone else fell asleep and pulled out her book and started reading.
She had read it over and over, but found each time she found things she didn't noticed the first time.
She looked around to make sure everyone was asleep before pulling her legs onto her seat and crossing them.
She knew how to act in public and how not to.
She knew that she would be considered weird if she sat like this constantly.
It didn't matter to her, but she didn't want to embarrass Aden, who was awkward enough on his own.
He didn't need her attracting attention.
She sighed heavily and looked out the window where the dawn was breaking.
She wished she had someone to watch it with, because watching it alone just made her feel lonely.
She brushed away that thought knowing it would get her nowhere.
She began to read her book again, wishing she could know more about this mysterious detective.
She wondered why he was so desperate to keep his identity a secret.
Sure he had plenty of enemies, but he could hire body guards.
She noticed she had wrapped her fingers around the tear shaped ruby that hung around her neck.
She released her tight grip and made her way to the bathroom.
She splashed her face with cold water and quickly brushed her teeth.
She pulled her golden hair into a messy ponytail, keeping it from hanging in her eyes like it usually did.
Once back at her seat she found Aden was awake, and reading the book he had brought with him.
Dakota took her seat and began humming to herself.
It attracted the attention of others, but she was way too tired to care what people who she would never see again thought of her.
"The plane will be landing in 1 hour," The pilot said over the speaker.
"Aden?" Dakota said poking his arm.
"Yes?" He asked looking up from his book.
"I'm nervous," She admitted, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.
"Don't be," Aden set his book down, "I'll be with you the whole time."
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and pulled her head down to rest on his shoulder.
She tensed at first, but relaxed and closed her eyes.
Aden wasn't sure if she was asleep, until her book slipped through her fingers again.
He set it down on the arm of her chair and soothingly rubbed her back, hoping that the nightmare wouldn't reappear.
She needed sleep if she was going to make it through the day, which he had a feeling would be longer than they both thought.
He wasn't sure if she could have handled everything on her own.
It was probably for the best that he was there with her, though he would miss the orphanage which was the only home he ever had.
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"Master L their flight should be landing soon. Should I have Roger go pick them up?" Watari questioned setting down a chocolate cheesecake by L's side.
"Yes, Watari. I think that would be best. We should leave too, if we expect to get there by night fall," L replied in between bites of the delicious food.
He had an extreme sweet tooth and practically refused to eat anything that wasn't sweet.
"That sounds about right, but are you positive you want to reveal your face?" Watari asked worried.
"I'm positive. As I have said it is a very low chance D is an enemy or spy, and A has been living at Fircrest Orphanage his entire life. I'm sure I would have been told if there was any chance he would turn against us," L answered completely sure of himself.
"There is something about D that you're not telling me is there not?" Watari said sitting beside him.
"Yes, there is something familiar about her. I am hoping by meeting her I can figure it out," L looked down at the file he had been previously reading.
It was a case on D's mother, he suspected her death was foul play.
There was something off about her autopsy report, it was missing some vital information.
"Their plane just landed," Watari informed him handing him a cell phone he had never seen before.
'Stacy' or rather Halle Bullock had just sent a text to L, letting him know everything had went as planned and both of his newest successors were safe.
Though she reported that D had woken up screaming from a nightmare that ended up making her physically sick.
"I believe D needs to see a psychologist about her nightmares," L mentioned standing. He wondered what could be so bad that it would make someone throw up, maybe he would get the chance to question her himself. "Did Roger inform my other successors?"
"I believe he did," Watari stated packing L's thing for the trip back home.
"How did they take it?" L inquired.
"They didn't seem to think much of it," Watari shut the main laptop and hid it in a suitcase.
He gathered up the files spread across the desk and neatly stacked them.
"Interesting, I think they will be shocked once A and D get there," L said smirking at the thoughts of his successors.
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Dakota shot up in her seat, realizing she had fallen asleep.
Even in such a short time the nightmares still managed to plague her thoughts.
It had been the same one she had dreamed for months.
They existed the plane soon after, Dakota had to make sure she had her book, and were now waiting for whoever was supposed to pick them up.
Dakota was extremely nervous, while Aden was managing to keep his cool.
Someone tapped on Dakota's shoulder and she turned to see a guy in his 60's.
He had pure white hair and a frown on his face.
He was holding a sign that said A & D on it.
"Excuse me, are you Dakota Hudson and Aden Silver?" He questioned, moving to stand in front of them.
"Yes," Aden answered moving to stand in front of Dakota.
This man didn't seem very kind, and Aden's protective nature took over.
"Ah, well I'm here to take you to Wammy's House," He said leaning down to pick up the bags. "I'm Mr. Roger."
"Nice to meet you," Dakota replied leaning around Aden to smile at the old man.
He didn't return the smile he just stood there staring at them.
"I should also inform you, that you are not to use your real names outside the orphanage. No matter how much you trust them. You are to be called A," He pointed at Aden, "And D."
"We understand," Aden crossed his arms.
"Okay let's go," Mr. Roger said in his low tone, leading them out the entrance and to a car.
It was extremely expensive looking.
Dakota climbed in, sitting as close as possible to Aden, who didn't mind since she was obvious overwhelmed.
"Our new life," She whispered, leaning against him.
"Yes, this is the beginning," He stated looking out the window.