Um...I hope my story's been entertaining so far! It's my first time writing a story about Death Note...in fact it's my first time writing a story on this site! Please be kind when giving me suggestions...though I've received none so far...*goes into a corner and cries* Heheh, just kidding! So, umm...please give me suggestions and tell me what you think about the story! Thanks!

And...I DON'T OWN DEATH NOTE.

"And that's it…I ran from the scene right after they shot Papa." L was writing every detail down. It seemed like he was in his own little world filled with writing and scribbling. Because he looked so occupied, Alisa decided on playing with the wine cabinet again. She flicked and tapped every single bottle at least twice. "Finished." Alisa turned her attention to the satisfied looking L. He seemed quite happy with what he had achieved. "Alisa, I promise to find the killers of your parents. But for now, you must stay in the Wammy House. This may sound overly controlling but I do not want you leaving the premises of the house." "So I can't go outside?"

"No. But you can play outside, as long as you don't wander off onto the streets." "That sounds okay…" Alisa went back to flicking the wine bottles. "They will target you next Alisa…please be careful." Alisa flinched. Seeing her father get shot…and imagining herself getting shot gave her chills. "But do not worry. The Wammy House is safe. No one will be able to lay a finger on you as long as you stay there. I can guarantee you." Alisa held out her pinky. "Do you pinky promise that no one can get me?" "Not while you're in the Wammy House." Alisa shook her pinky in impatience. "Yes, I pinky promise." L took Alisa's pinky in his and squeezed it. Alisa did the same and once they unlocked pinkies, Alisa went back to flicking the wine bottles. A very amusing princess indeed…

Mr. Wammy lowered the window again. "We're here, Alisa!" Alisa finally stopped making music out of the wine bottles. She gasped at the building that was visible from the limo window. "It's huge!" She pressed her face against the window to see the building's full stature. "Come, Alisa. We need to get you settled in." L took Alisa's hand and sloppily put on his dirty, rugged sneakers. "Will I be staying here forever, L?" L grabbed Alisa's small luggage that was next to the limo door. "That's your choice, Alisa." He opened the door and stepped outside, hesitating a bit due to the brightness of the sun. Mr. Wammy had already gotten out of the front seat and was waiting at the entrance of the enormous house.

"Are you coming too, L?" L shook his head. "I'm afraid not, Alisa. I have to tend to the case of your parents' murder in my palace." Alisa giggled. "Is it a palace filled with computer screens?" L couldn't help but giggle to this as well. "I won't reveal the looks of my beautiful palace so easily." The both of them started laughing as they headed for the entrance. L handed Alisa over to Mr. Wammy and let go of her luggage. "I'll be leaving now, Alisa." He smiled at the little girl. "Watari, make sure to bring strawberry shortcakes for the ride back to HQ." "Of course L." As L turned to leave the premises, Alisa grabbed his hand. "What is it, Alisa?" She shuffled around in her pocket and took out a piece of candy. "This is for you, L! It's for being my second ever friend!" L took the candy and once again patted Alisa on the head. "Thank you, Alisa. I shall cherish this until it enters my mouth." Alisa let go of L's hand and waved him goodbye with a huge smile on her face. L walked into the limo and closed the door behind him. "She said I was her friend…" He squeezed the small candy in his hand. "I finally have a friend…I finally have a friend!" He pranced around in his mind and took a seat next to the wine cabinet. I've finally made my first friend!

"I see you and L have become friends." Alisa nodded. She had never gone outside the castle grounds, and even if she did all the kids would bully her and yell at her for being the daughter of a tyrant. But L didn't yell at her or bully her. He made her feel happy and not weird. "I like L! He's a great friend!" Mr. Wammy picked up Alisa's luggage and opened the large doors of the Wammy house. All the boys and girls in the house stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to Alisa.

She hid behind Mr. Wammy, too scared to face all of the eyes that were on her. "Go on Alisa. Don't worry about a thing." Alisa slowly emerged from behind Mr. Wammy. "H-hello. My name is A-Alisa." Suddenly all the kids ran to her and started asking her all sorts of questions. Alisa liked attention, but this was a bit too much for her. She let out a high-pitched giggle as one of the girls asked if they could draw her. "Now, now children. Give Alisa some space."

All of the kids dispersed, trying to keep their excitement in check. "Once I've finished showing Alisa her room, you can ask as many questions as your little hearts desire. Come now, Alisa" Alisa followed Mr. Wammy up the wooden stairs. She looked back at the crowd of kids and waved at them, surprisingly many of them waved back. Alisa turned back to Mr. Wammy and unknowingly squeezed his hand. Mr. Wammy silently giggled and lead Alisa to her room on the second floor of the Wammy House.

"This is your room, Alisa." Mr. Wammy opened the large wooden door as Alisa stared in awe. "Wow! This is so cool!" It seemed like she screamed this out too loud, since Alisa could hear the giggles of the children downstairs. "Well, Alisa. As much as I'd love to show you around, I must get going. L does not far well when he's left with a wine cabinet filled with strawberry wine." Mr. Wammy set Alisa's luggage down and left the room, closing the door behind him.

The room was colored a very light tint of peach and the floors looked like polished oak. Alisa liked how the bed faced the window and how the window's view was of a beautiful field dabbed with flowers here and there. She carried her luggage to the closet that was conveniently next to the door. She made a mental note to unpack later. Alisa noticed the study table that was a few spaces away from the closet and right across the bed. It had a lamp and a notepad with a pencil lying next to it on there. She walked to the table and sat down. Alisa picked up the pencil and immediately started drawing. She had always loved drawing ever since she was born.

Knock knock knock

Alisa turned her attention to the doorknob, which was slightly moving. She remembered what L had said about being careful, so she got into her ready position. As the door slowly opened, she took her sharp pencil and made up a karate pose. "Hiyah! Don't come any closer! I know KARATE!" The door had opened half way now and Alisa could see the person behind it. "Uh…that's a nice greeting?" It was a boy. He was wearing a long-sleeved black shirt and matching black pants, and he was holding a chocolate bar. He had golden blond hair with bangs that almost touched his eyes, which were a light shade of blue. He looked a few years older than her. Alisa guessed that he was probably 13.

"Oh, hi!" Alisa put down the pencil and smiled at the stranger. "Nice to meet you! And sorry for the karate pose, I was just told to be careful!" The stranger tried not to laugh. "Nah, it's fine. Can I come in?" Alisa nodded and the boy slowly walked into the room. "Well I already know your name, so I guess it's time for me to tell you mine." Alisa gasped. "How did you know my name?!" She got back into her karate position, without grabbing her pencil. "Chill out. You introduced yourself in front of everyone, remember?" Alisa loosened up and giggled at her suspicions. The boy couldn't help but laugh too.

"So, what's your name, stranger?" The boy stopped laughing and bit into his chocolate bar. "My name's Mello."