Hi everyone! So...this chapter is a little EMOTIONAL and I really hope I've described the emotions enough! 'Cause seriously, what's an emotional story with the emotions?! I hope my story's been entertaining so far! And I really hope this chapter's shown my progress as a writer!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN DEATH NOTE.

"Hello, Mello!" Alisa giggled. "What's so funny, new comer?" Mello bit into his chocolate bar again. "Your name rhymes with hello!" Mello sighed. He walked up to the giggling girl. They were just an inch away now, and Alisa had stopped giggling over the little rhyme. "Alisa, you are one weird kid." Alisa gave him a smile and shrugged. "Weird is my middle name." Mello took another bite into his chocolate bar and this time Alisa couldn't help but ask him for a bite. She hadn't eaten anything since last night. "You want a bite of my chocolate bar?" Mello raised an eyebrow.

"Yes please!" Alisa straightened her position. Mello thought about it for a while. His answer for Alisa was bonking her on the head. "Hey!" Mello pointed to his chocolate bar. "This chocolate bar tastes amazing. And I am not going to let you take a bite out of it." Alisa crossed her arms. "Well then I'm not going to let you take a bite out of my royal Chocó-puffs!" Mello flinched "You have Chocó-puffs with you?"

Alisa nodded. She had almost forgotten about the Chocó-puffs that Terry had packed for her, just in case she got hungry on the trip over to the House. "Uh…I'll give you a bite of my chocolate bar if you give me a Chocó-puff…" Alisa thought about the offer for a while. She only had 5 Chocó-puffs and she had decided on giving one to L the next time they met. "Well, I guess I could give one to you…" Mello nodded furiously in agreement. "Alright, I'll give you a Chocó-puff!"

Alisa walked over to her luggage that was sitting on its side. She unzipped the luggage, and took out a metallic box. "Okay, Mello. The puffs are in here." Mello looked like his eyes were about to fall out. He seemed so desperate in getting his hands on a Chocó-puff that he didn't notice Alisa taking away his chocolate bar. Alisa slowly opened the metal box and Mello gasped at the huge Chocó-puffs that lay before him. He swiftly took a Chocó-puff and started sniffing it. Alisa guessed that he did this to make sure it was a real Chocó-puff and not the ones that had red bean on the inside. "You sure this is a real Chocó-puff?" Alisa nodded and closed the metal box. "I hate red bean just as much as you do, Mello." Mello took a small bite out of the Chocó-puff. "This IS a real Chocó-puff!" He took another bite, extremely satisfied with the deal he had just made. "How does it taste?"

Mello looked at Alisa with shining eyes. "It tastes AMAZING." Then he went back to savoring the chocolate filled bread wonder. Alisa took a bite into the chocolate bar Mello had given her. "Not bad…" After moments of chewing and asking each other questions about themselves, Mello and Alisa stood up from where they were sitting. "I didn't know your parents were assassinated…I'm sorry if I…hurt your feelings in any way." Alisa shook her head. "No, no! It's fine! And besides, you didn't hurt my feelings!" Mello smiled. "Well, I have to go. It was nice talking to you, Alisa." He turned around and headed for the door. "And thanks for the Chocó-puff!" Mello showed Alisa the half eaten Chocó-puff and headed out the door.

Alisa gasped. "Did I just make another friend?!" She gasped again. "I did just make another friend!" Alisa pranced around the room and fell onto the bed. "Whee! I actually made another friend!" She grabbed one of the pillows closest to her and climbed onto the bed. She clutched the pillow tightly and started jumping up and down and all around. "I can't WAIT to make more friends!"

Chirp chirp chirp

It was around 1 in the afternoon and Alisa had stopped jumping around on her bed. She had gotten surprisingly tired after just 10 minutes of jumping around. She was now curled up into a little ball, a pencil and a notepad in her hands. She wasn't sleeping, she was just thinking about what she'd seen yesterday night.

"Mama and Papa fought that night…" She wrote something on the notepad. "Mama said something about Papa going away forever…" She circled what she'd written. "Then Papa got shot…" Alisa wrote a huge question mark on top of the circle. "Is Mama the killer?" She thought about it for a long time. "But Terry said Papa and Mama were killed…" Alisa gasped and sat up. "What if Mama placed another body at the scene of the crime?! A body that had the same weight and looks as Mama's!" She crossed the question mark out and drew another circle around what she had written.

"But…the only evidence I have is what I heard when Papa and Mama were fighting…and they ALWAYS fight…and it ALWAYS turns up the same! Mama finishing off the argument with a threatening statement and Papa angrily walking off to the study…" Alisa lied back down. She scribbled out the name that was written in the circle. "Mama wouldn't kill Papa…but…did Papa go too far that night?" Alisa looked down at the name that was scribbled out. She closed her eyes and tried to recreate the fight between her father and mother in her head.

"You insolent little bitch! I gave you everything you ever wanted, and you cheat on me with that pathetic lowlife of a knight?! How dare you!" Mama walked up to Papa. They were only a few feet away now. "You've never paid any attention to me! You're too busy thinking about taxes and money and all that useless shit! You can't even provide any attention for your daughter!"

"I'm always there for my daughter!" "Name one time that you've been there for her!" "Well, I..." "See! You're always out working and gathering money! We don't need any more money!" "Yes, we DO! It's for Alisa's sake!" "ALL ALISA NEEDS RIGHT NOW IS A FATHER THAT CAN TAKE CARE OF HER! AND THAT 'PATHETIC LOWLIFE OF A KNGHT' CAN TAKE MUCH MORE CARE OF HER THAN ALL OF THIS SHIT YOU'VE DONE TO TRY AND TAKE CARE OF HER!"

SLAP

Papa slapped Mama! I have to do something to stop this! But…what do I do?! What can I do?! "DO NOT SPEAK UP TO ME, CAROLINE! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TELL ME HOW TO RAISE MY DAUGHTER! CONSIDER THAT KNIGHT A PEASENT FROM NOW ON!" Mama stood up and pushed Papa away. "AND CONSIDER YOURSELF BANISHED FROM THIS FAMILY FOREVER!" Mama walked out of the dining hall and into her bedroom. Papa let out a loud and angered sigh and headed for his study. He slammed the door behind him and locked it.

I slowly walked out of my hiding place, which was right in front of the dining hall. A black curtain covered the small spot and luckily, I found a small door in my room that lead to the place. "Papa…Mama…why do you always fight? Why can't it be like when I was younger? You two had gotten along so well…what happened?" I lowered my head and tried not to cry over the fight. They'd fought so many times before, and I hadn't cried then…so why am I crying now?

CLICK

It seemed like Papa unlocked the door of his study…should I go back into my room? Or should I stay here? "Alisa?" Papa had already come out of his study and was right next to me. "What are you doing awake at a time like this?" I quickly wiped my tears away and told him that I had a nightmare. "Oh, Alisa…" Papa carried me to my room and flicked on the lights. "I promise I'll stay here and protect you from any other nightmares. Now go to bed, sweetie. A princess needs her beauty sleep…" Papa smiled and grabbed a chair that was next to my tea table.

Before he sat down, he grabbed Mr. Poppins. "Alisa!" Papa was using his silly voice as he made Mr. Poppins do a little dance. "Mr. Poppins the Porcupine wants to cuddle you!" I tried to grab Mr. Poppins but Papa kept making him dance away "Papa!" Papa laughed and made Mr. Poppins sit on my head. "Oh, where has Alisa gone? I swear she was right in front of me a minute ago!" I laughed and grabbed Mr. Poppins before Papa could make him dance away again. I hugged Mr. Poppins tightly and lied back down.

"Papa?" Papa set his chair in front of my bed. "Yes, princess?" I looked into his eyes…Papa looked like he'd been crying… "Why aren't you here whenever I wake up?" Papa turned away. "It's because I have important work to do, sweetie." I nodded softly and held Papa's hand.

He turned back to me and messed up my hair. "I love you, Alisa." Papa kissed my forehead and flicked out the lights. "I love you too, Papa…"

CHAPTER 4 END