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Chapter Five: On Tour

{Mizuki's P.O.V.}

Hello once again! Now, I bet you're all wondering what happened next, right? Well, sorry to crush you, but that will be saved for later. But to save my friends and I from an angry mob filled with people carrying torches, I will tell you more about my past.

One year ago, when my friends and I where fifteen, we were touring Japan. Awesome right? That's just how amazing we are.

After we all had woken up inside of the Death Note world (this is back when we were fourteen), and had given ourselves Japanese names to blend in, how hard it was going to be to stay alive finally sunk it. We had no money, no food, no water and no home. What were we supposed to do to get money?

My friend's and I didn't mention this yet, but back in Windsor, we were in a band together. I sung lead (except every once and a while when Alia and I would switch roles), Alia sung backup and played guitar. Aubrey played drums, and Ashley played the keyboard/piano.

So we finally decided that we would sing on the streets for money to rent a hotel room for the night. Although we didn't have our instruments, we managed to do alright. Ashley hummed the tune, Aubrey tapped a beat with her foot, Alia sung lead, and I sung backup.

The song we sung was a song that, as soon as Alia had introduced to us to it years ago, we had fallen in love with. It was a Japanese song called 'Still Doll' by Kanon Wakeshima. It was also the first ending theme for the Vampire Knight series. We knew the lyrics by heart, and the people that listened would be able to understand it! It was perfect. So we started to sing.

Hi Miss Alice.
(Hi Miss Alice)

Anata garasu no me de

(With your glass eyes)

Donna yume o

(What kind of dream)

Mirareru no?

(Can you see?)

Miirareru no?

(Are you fascinated with?)

Mata atashi

(Still)

Kokoro ga sakete

(My heart tears)

Nagarederu

(And drifts)

Tsukurotta

(Stuck in the)

Sukima ni sasaru

(Patched crevices)

Kioku-tachi

(Our memories)

Hi Miss Alice.

(Hi Miss Alice)

Anata kajitsu no kuchi de

(With those fruitful lips)

Dare ni ai o

(To whom does love)

Nagete iru no?

(Is cast away)

Nageite iru no?

(Is lamented)

Mou atashi

(Already)

Kotoba o tsumugu

(I spin my words)

Shita no netsu

(Feverish tongue)

Samekitte

(Has turned cold)

Mederu o-uta mo

(The song to love)

Utaenai

(Can't be sung either)

Still, you do not answer.

(Still, you do not answer.)

We had attracted quite a bit of attention, and had sung the song a couple of times due to the crowd's requests. In the end though, we had only gotten thirty-five dollars and forty cents. It was just enough for a room for all of us at a cheap hotel, and a small dinner, so that's what we got.

In the morning, the man at the front desk came to our room saying that we had a visitor. We were all suspicious. We had just got here, and wasn't even of this world. Who would want to see us?

However, we complied and went down to the lobby to meet the person. Said person turned out to be a man in his late forties, who introduced himself as Mitsuo Yoshida, and was a very famous talent agent. Turns out he had heard our singing the other day, and wanted us to work with him. Meaning, we would get to be famous! We quickly agreed and set to work. From that day on, we were known as Hizō (Treasured), the newest Japanese band, and currently, were on a tour throughout Japan.

"Mizuki!" I heard Aimi (Alia) call out.

"I'm in the makeup room!" I yelled back from my spot in front of my vanity table. Aimi burst into the room and sat down next to me at her own vanity. "So, what's the problem?" I asked.

"You'll never believe what Mitsuo just told me!" Aimi replied, bouncing up and down in her seat.

"Wait, what? What's going on in here?" Haruko (Ashley) asked, coming through the door with Emiko (Aubrey) close behind. Over the past year of touring, Haru had really come out of her shell. She no longer stuttered in front of strangers, and told people off when she had to. She still believed everyone deserved a second chance, but a third was now out of the question. She had also grown taller.

"Aimi was just about to tell me what Mitsuo just told her." I replied, brushing out my hair. We had just gotten back from performing, and it was really messed up now.

"Go on then Aimi! Don't hold back!" Emiko teased. Aimi rolled her eyes, knowing not to take it seriously though.

"Alright, as I was going to say, Mitsuo just gave me the biggest set of news you could ever hear in your life!" We all nodded, having already processed that information, but waited for her to continue. "Next week, when our tour ends, we will be heading back to the Kanto reign of Japan, and attending Daikoku Private Academy." She looked at the rest of us, seeing if she got why she was so excited. We all did, and felt the same way. We were going to be attending the same high school as Light Yagami! "Anyways, Mitsuo also wants us to look at these." Aimi pulled out a stack of papers.

"What are they?" I asked curiously.

"A list of possible house for us to live in, and their paperwork." Aimi replied with a smug look on her face.

"Something tells me they aren't normal house…" I muttered and Aimi's smirk grew wider.

"Take a look for yourself." Was all she said. Emiko snatched the papers out of Aimi's hands and gasped.

"These… These are mansions!" She exclaimed, looking at all of the 'houses'.

Aimi nodded and smiled. "We're famous! What did you expect?"

Haru laughed and took the papers from Emiko, walked over to the lounge area, and spread them out on the coffee table. Aimi, Emiko and I followed and sat down of the comfortable furniture.

We spent an hour sitting around looking at all of the mansions and had finally decided on one. It was four stories, not including the attic and basement. It contained lots of space for entertainment and had six large bedrooms all on the same floor, with balconies. There was also a rooftop garden and so much more. In other words, it was perfect.

Mitsuo came into the room and asked us if we had made our decision. We showed him the house we wanted and he went off to call the seller giving them our offer. He came back in a couple minutes later with good news- the seller had accepted! By the time we went back to Kanto next week, the mansion would be set up and ready for us to live in.

I stood up and stretched. "I'm going to go for a walk and get some fresh air, you guys want to come?" I asked. Aimi, Emiko and Haru accepted and Mitsuo bid us farewell, telling us to come back for dinner in a few minutes. We all said goodbye and went outside. Mitsuo really was like a father to us, and it would be a shame that he couldn't live with us too, but he had to keep traveling once our tour was over.

Aimi, Emiko, Haru and I walked in silence side-by-side, with me and one end and Emiko at the other. Suddenly, I spotted something up head as the moonlight (yes, it's late) glinted off something metal. I got a bad feeling in my gut.

"Hold on guys, I'm going to go check up ahead." I told them, still watching the spot where I had seen the metal object just a second before.

"Why? What's wrong Mizuki?" Haru asked cautiously, all of us coming to a stop on the pathway.

"I just… Have a bad feeling, that's all. I promise I'll be right back." I replied, and without waiting for a reply, I walked towards the spot, dread growing in me with every step.

Suddenly, someone in a leather jacket leapt up from the bushes and grabbed my arm, spun me around and pinned me to a nearby wall. My eyes widened in horror and surprise as I felt and cold object, probably the metal object I had seen earlier, to my skull. It was small, but had a threatening air surrounding it. I realized that it was a gun, and I began to struggle against his grip.

"Don't move, unless you want me to pull the trigger." A male voice hissed in my ear – my captive.

"Go to hell." I replied. I acted calm, but on the inside, I was screaming. However, I wouldn't scream out loud for fear he would hurt my friends. I snapped by foot backwards and into his knee, causing him to let go of me.

The male cried out in pain. "Bitch!" He yelled, pointing his gun at me. "I was going to take you for ransom money, but now I think you deserve to die!" He pulled the trigger, firing a bullet. I dodged, and the bullet implanted itself into the tree behind where I was just standing, cracking the wood.

"So not going to happen!" I ran forward, and tackled him, making him drop the gun, and it rolled a ways away.

The man chuckled and kicked me in the stomach, sending my flying into a nearby tree. He walked over, coming up in front of me quickly, and picked me up by the collar of my shirt. "You really thought that would work?" He chuckled darkly. I wasn't thinking at the time, but he was clearly older and stronger than I was, and easily over powered me. He threw me aside and I hit the pavement hard. I rolled away from him, as he went and reclaimed his gun, before getting back on my feet.

I turned around to see him already pulling the trigger. My eyes widened and I tried to jump out of the way, but I didn't have enough time. Fortunately though, instead of hitting me in the heart, the bullet only hit me in the left shoulder. However, the blow left me breathless and staggering. The man shot the gun again, only he aimed lower. I didn't have time to dodge after partially recovering from the first shot and he hit me in the right thigh.

I fell to me knees and cried out in pain. Suddenly, something moved out of the corner of my eye. I twisted my head around and saw that a black notebook was falling from the sky. My eyes widened in shock and understanding. The notebook hit the ground a little ways away from me and I crawled, only using my right arm and left leg to do so. When I reached the notebook, I pulled out a lead pencil from my pocket that I had used when looking at the mansions. I thanked Kami silently and fell onto my stomach as I heard the man coming closer. I rolled over so that I was on my back, but held the notebook in my hand, my finger marking the first blank page of the book.

The man smirked down at me in my weak position, though I was partially faking it. He pointed his gun at my one last time and was about to pull the trigger when I spoke up.

"Wait!" I exclaimed. The man looked over the gun at me with an eyebrow raised. "If I am going to die by your hand, at least tell me you name." I looked him straight in the eye and watched as his smug look changed to one of surprise.

"My name?" He asked, slightly disbelieving. "My name is Hachiro Fukushima."

I smirked and opened the notebook completely, quickly writing down his name.

八郎福島

Hachiro Fukushima

~Died of suicide when he shot himself at 6:56pm, September 1st, because of feelings of guilt~

I looked back up at Hachiro, smirk still in place as he watched as his own arm betrayed him, turned the gun to face him, and pulled the trigger.

My smirk fell as Hachiro fell to the ground, dead. I had just received a Death Note, and used it too. I got to my feet and put the notebook and pencil back in my pocket.

I turned around when I heard my name being screamed: "MIZUKI!"