CHAPTER 5

HOME

V'S POV

Dinner time, the ever time I have been waiting for all day. Today I escape, and it was going to be fun. "You know the drill," the guard grumbled. "Hands through the holes." I fiddled with the now straitened spring one last time before hiding it between my fingers, hiding it from site. I turned around and slid my hands through the holes in the glass wall and allowed them to handcuff me as they did every meal time. Once they had checked the chains were secure they unlocked the glass door and tried to find an appropriate place to put the plate of soup.

"Mind the drawings, please," I breathed out as I stuck the spring into the small key hole, unlocking it as I knew it would. The guard was too busy moving the drawing out the way to notice. I took advantage of that. I immediately stood up and handcuffed him, then through him against the wall before he could yell. I did not have to look to know the collision was enough to make him unconscious.

I grabbed his security pass and keys before exiting the room, not bothering to shut the door behind me.

I unlocked the gate at the end of the hall, and the one after that, and the one after that. I felt quite pleased they would go through all the trouble putting all this extra security just to keep me in, not that it worked. I stopped at the last gate, knowing that there would be more guards. I sucked in a deep breath, ready for the fight. I unlocked it and immediately kicked the guard in the face before he could even know I was there. When I was certain he was unconscious I stripped him out of his uniform and put it all on, leaving him behind.

To my great surprise and disappointment no one really suspected anything until I had already left the building. Now I am 100% sure they need better people for this job.

I continued walking down the street until I came to a bus. I hopped on it and showed the driver a glimpse of the security bag so I would not have to pay his the money I do not have yet. I sighed and folded my legs. It would be a long bus drive to the airport.

L'S POV

She got away. But how? I had he locked away in a prison made for her personally, and she escaped! I had a feeling the note she wrote said something about it, so without hesitation I looked over it, again.

Uvovyvovtvevmvovcvlvlvivwviv evmvrvovfvkvovovlvtvovnvovDv evnvovgvevbvlvlvivwvVL

I tried looking at it from a different perspective, but all I could so were 'v's and random letters. But then, I looked at it backwards, minus all 'v's.

L V will be gone Do not look for me I will come to you

Of course! Well, she did live up to her word.

V'S POV

Home, a word that only few people know the meaning of, and those people are very lucky. I am one of them. I stood outside of the, oh, so familiar gates and took a swift sniff of the air. Everything, ever the scent, is the same, the only exception, was the people in it, but that is completely out of my power.

I was home, well, almost, I just had to find them, and then I would be. This place is there home, there for mine, but it was most commonly known as Whammy's House.

I caught a peak of movement from the corner of my eye and my body reacted automatically, swiftly and gracefully turning into the shadows behind some bushes. It may be in some way considered dangerous to be lurking about in the orphanage that L himself grew up in, but I have to see them.

If I am to ever move into the building, it would be now, with the children and teachers at dinner, no one would see me walked through the halls, and by the time they finish up I will have thought up a dramatic way to surprise them. I have always loved dramatic entireness, and so have they.

Leaving the bushes, I began my journey into the orphanage, through the back door. Most would think that it would be locked, but I knew better, for Thomson would be taking the trash out at around this time, so he would leave it unlocked while he was outside. It may seem ridiculous that I am putting so much care into braking into an orphanage after I just broke out of a heavily guarded prison, but the less people witnessing my presents, the longer I am able to stay.

I walked through the large halls and up the marble stares. I graced my fingers along the bedroom doors until I reached the door I was looking for. I carefully opened it and walked in, shutting the door behind me. This will be fun.

I sat on the floor and waited, for I knew it would take a while until dinner was over.

Suddenly, I heard the door open and jumped onto my feet, careful not to make a sound. There he was, tall, blond hair grown to his shoulders, socked in black and as cold as ever.

He lazily walked into his room, still not noticing my presents. Now is my time. I crept up behind him, and struck, jumping onto him back, legs around his waist, hand covering his mouth so he could not scream. His reaction was exactly how I expected it; he jumped in surprise before slamming my back against the wall with tremendous force. So, before he could make anymore moves that could alert anyone downstairs, I traced my index finger on the left side of his chest, making a heart shape. He instantly froze. He knew who I was. I removed my hand from around his mouth and slid off his back. I heard his gulp, then turn to face me.

A smile formed its way onto my face the second I could stare into him dashingly blue eyes. My, he has changed.

The look on his face was priceless! He showed worry, shock, sadness, excitement, anger and regret. Worry, sadness and regret because he had slammed me against the wall, shock and anger because I had jumped he so suddenly and excitement because I was here.

"Hello, Mello." He opened his mouth, clearly wanting to speak, but did not know how to approach. He be angry and yell for showing up and startling his so suddenly, or he could be happy and smile. I hoped the later. It took him a few seconds to react, but when he did I was very happy with his response. He threw his arms around me and crushed me against his chest. I paused for a second, but soon enough I wrapped my arms around him in return. It felt so good to hug Mello again. Oh how I missed him so. It has been almost a year since we last spoke. It was quite rare to gain a hug from Mello. He once told me I was his favourite person, and yet he only embraces me when I come and when I go, never in-between.

"V, it's so great to see you," he said as he pulled away, arms still around me. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too, Mello." He grinned down at me, and I smiled back. I was never all that good at expressing emotion, and he knows that.

"C'mon!" he said enthusiastically. "They are dying to see you." I smiled wider, but stayed in place.

"No, Mello. You should go get them, but do not tell them I am here." He seemed to like this idea. He nodded and run off to find them.

Mello was back around 5 minutes later. "C'mon! It's right inside this door!"

"Jeaz, chill, Mello. I haven't seen you this excited in a while."

"Yeah, and you will see why in just a sec, now, c'mon!" Just at that second, Mello opened his door, but I was too quick. Before any of them could see me I sneaked behind the door, out of site.

"So, where is this surprise?" Mello was speechless.

"S-she was right here!" he yelled.

"Wait, who?" I smirked, ready to make my presents known to all of them.

"And I thought I would only have to tell you once to have you understand it is too dangerous to leave the door open." I said through a fake sigh as I shut the door.

"V!" In less than a second I found myself on the floor, the white headed child I so dearly cared for on top of me.

"Near." I quickly hugged him back, as though if I were too slow he would disappear.

"V-V?" Matt stuttered. I looked up at him through Near's curly white hair.

"Hello, Matt."

Thanks for reading! And I would like to say congragulations to DemontaDark! You cracked the code first!