Me: Yay! Chapter 2! I'm still on my vacation but I have some free time and decided to write the next chapter!
Wish me a happy birthday! I'm in New York right now, im getting the whole death note manga, tickets to Wicked on Broadway, and cheesecake! :D
Images of Yuki and Amaya are (probably) on my deviantart page but if not then Ill give a description of them in my profile if you ask for it.
Mizuki: We don't own death note! Although were planning on holding Tsugumi and Takeshi hostage until they give us the rights...
Yuki: Please review! Its what keeps us sane
Amaya: I know you're all wondering why we are still in reality and not in death note and its because I want every chapter to be fulfilling (I dont need to rush things, planning on this being a looooong story)
This chapter's song is: Paradise by Coldplay
Enjoy!
(Mizuki's POV)
I held my onyx IPhone in my right hand whilst my left, clutched my sister's shoulder. Music is an important part in our lives so when I..."acquired" the phone I own, It made both of us satisfied on long drives. I scrolled my pale index finger down the screen to find a song. I eventually discovered the diamond in the code, my favorite song. "My Demons" by Starset. It was just so realistic and true to my life that I can't help but love it. Amaya had the same idea and clicked on some unreadable text. When she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the old interior of the taxi I heard the song through her cheap earphones. "You're gonna go far kid" by The Offspring. It described her personality and a bit of me too.
I offered the left erbud to my albino sister and she took it gratefully. We sat there quiet, relishing in the lyrics.
'Maybe, maybe the ship thats slowly sinking'
'They think I'm crazy but they dont know the feeling'
'They're all around me, circling like vultures'
'They wanna break me and wash away my colors'
It was true that throughout my whole life people at my school have always tried to get me to be more girlish. I refused. Why cant people just mind their own damn business! One boy, who was fairly popular, even tried to ask me out on a date. He wound up with a twisted wrist and humiliated in public. I don't have time or love, my sister and Amaya are the only people who deserve it.
The rest of the ride consisted of silence. Silence of the voice, however the three of us were well occupied with our electronics. When we finally got to the airport we ll practically burst out of the car. Even I did. Weird right? I'm usually the last person to get out because I never care where were going. If I had to describe myself I would go with... secluded, unemotional, protective. That sounds right, doesn't it?
My mom handed the flight attendant the money for tickets. Sadly she could not go on our trip, only the three of us were allowed. No matter how hard I tried to save up money there was always something I had to spend. Car crash, paint job, rent... yada yada yada. My mom insisted that I should go and I couldn't be left alone at the house because I couldn't protect myself...I looked over to my mother who diddn't know I was a criminal who has killed before.
'Oh mom, if only you knew...'
My head whipped around as an uncomfortable piece of paper wrapped around my pale wrist. It had a white engraving that said 'unaccompanied minor' The other three had the bands on their arms as well and we all hated them. They just never came off! Ignoring said annoying as hell wristbands I took my sister's hand and turned away from my mother. Amaya held my hand as well which I was ok with but then...I felt warm arms wrap around my shoulders spiking unnerving triggers. I hated it when people touched me. Exceptions were Amaya and Yuki, they were ok but anyone else? Nu-uh.
I looked at my mother still clinging to Yuki and I's back. Her eyes were closed and body trembling. Why was she scared? Oh yeah she thinks I'm a delicate little princess who never has a bad day. Insert facepalm here.
"Please just promise me nothing bad with happen to you guys" My mother said with a quivering voice.
I closed my eyes and stiffly hugged her back, even though its against my true nature, before replying back "Were going to be fine mom, its only three weeks. I promise that I will see you again. Dad's watching over me remember?"
She nodded silently before letting me go. But before I could go she muttered some words that I will never forget.
"Be happy you lot, As long as you can..." And with that my mother slipped away into the horde of people going on vacation for Christmas.
I shrugged off her message and walked into the boarding walkway. We sat in a giant delta plane with four seats in the middle and three on the sides. Perfect. I claimed the Window seat for myself because...well who doesn't like that seat?
'People afraid of heights probably'
Yuki cuddled on my arm sitting in the middle seat and Amaya took the end seat with a smile. Not that it ment anything, Amaya is always smiling. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a DVD labeled 'Death Note'
Amaya popped in the dvd and we all instinctively hummed along to the theme song. Well done Nightmare, this is an awesome theme song :)
Ok, the allegiance we all have is kinda simple. We all hate Light but the one most sympathetic from the three is Yuki, because she thinks that the person that killed our father deserved to die and... I would have to agree. But when he killed Lind L. Taylor, Raye Penber, the other FBI agents, and...L, he did it because they were in his way, not criminals. And the fact that he went batshit crazy at the end of the show is kinda a deal breaker.
The episode started with that long misty tunnel in the shinigami frelm and the exchange of boredom between Light and Ryuk. Wow... millions of people dead all because of one bored god of death. It makes me question why I don't hate Ryuk... oh well you just can't hate him, he just too funny.
I look out the window to the airplane in a sigh. I suppose I could relate to Light and Ryuk here, I was kinda bored. The only thing that really was in it for me was death note and other anime. Sure I loved Attack on Titan, Noragami, Tokyo Ghoul, and Black Butler but Death Note would always be my favorite. Its gotten me through alot in my life and sometimes I could really relate to the characters. So could everybody else. But I'm not going to get into that...
The blur of brown and grey speeding past the plane comforts me because I could always imagine myself running along the pavement outside keeping up with the vehicle. Like I was in some kind of anime or something. (Hint hint nudge nudge tickle tickle)
By now Light had picked up the death note and is walking home with it. I internally snickered as I pictured the Zelda soundtrack in the anime with a gothic font that said 'You got the Death Note!'
Crap im getting off topic again!
(Amaya's POV)
We were at the episode right as L was revealing himself to Light. The three of us all said in unison "I am L" in Japanese (Watashi wa Iradesi I think) the same time L did because...hey we're death note fangirls, most know how to say it. I have to admit that at the time I always thought Light was a scumbag but that really only comes from experience. At the end of episode 1 when he said he would be god of the new world that's when I hated him. even though I curse, steal, and conspire with wanted criminals I still believe in god.
(FLASHBACK!)
When I was a little girl about the age of 10 my parents always fought with each other over having affairs. One time it got so ugly that my father slapped my mother to the floor. I looked at him with wide eyes while taking in the scent of his alcohol intoxicated breath. I ran to my upstairs room and cried into my pillow until I fell asleep. The next day my parents called for a divorce and started a custody battle over me. When I heard the news a week later I ran away. It was raining as it usually does when you're sad. But as I cried running from my house I could no longer distinguish one house from another in the downpour. As if the rain was mourning along with me. Eventually after four hours of walking/running in the rain I collapsed into the pavement. It diddnt hurt nearly as much as what I saw. Nobody was helping me. They just walked around me like a river around a stone. Some people even gave me looks of disgust. I was completely alone.
Then I heard what one would describe as a young woman's voice. To me it was the voice of an angel.
"Are you alright?" Were the only words I heard before I blacked out in the woman's presence.
When I woke up I was laying on a long wooden bench that was polished as to not get splinters. There walls were white and the flooring was tan but that wasn't what held my attention. A white cross stood at the end of the room but it looked like it was glittering silver. The woman who helped me walked in from a door on the left to my aid. Now that I had consciousness on my side I saw that she had medium length dark brown hair looking like a chocolate waterfall. She had kind brown eyes and wore a formal outfit of white and black colors. She reached her hand to my forehead to check for a fever but I was still captivated in her gaze. Summoning all the muscles I had to speak I asked in a raspy voice "Where am I?"
She fixed her soft brown eyes to my dark blue ones and replied with a smile "You're in the WestWater church dear, please tell me what is your name?"
"Amaya, Amaya Tukiko" I answered without hesitation.
"Well then Amaya, don't fear anything now. You may sleep and get better, God will give his graces to protect you"
(END OF FLASHBACK)
And even though I can't go to church because I work that day in the bakery run by the woman who saved me who I learned had the alias of Amy Fukiko I still can't put up with this phony of a god. That's why I hate him. He is also a murderer who, through his actions, got my favorite character, Mello, killed. I feel like If I wore a leather vest and leather pants, dyed my hair blonde, cut it. I could be Mello's twin with personality included. Mello was just so awesome and he acts just like me meaning that he isn't afraid to act bad for the greater good, he is powerful mentally and physically, and the way he took the pain of the warehouse explosion just to get out, and the fact Mello planned on his death and acepted it just looked like something I would do. He's also a bit of a looker too...
Crap im getting off topic again!
(Yuki's POV)
By now we were about 5 hours into the 14 hour flight. From what I read from my mom's memory It was some island near japan which was doubly exiting. On the screen it played the episode where Light gives up the death note. Sister and Amaya both hate light and so do I but...I sympathies him. If he existed and he killed the man who killed our father then my dad wouldn't have died and Mizuki wouldn't have to be bullied into becoming a criminal. Yes I help her but that's only a necessity for money. Whatever the situation we always donated 50% to charity, 20% to the people we worked with and if we diddnt work with anyone then we kept the rest.
Light wanted to make the world a better place but eventually when he killed innocents I got really sad. He got rid of some of my favorite characters L, Mello, Matt, and Near I guess. But Amaya and sister both expected me to love near the most and I do like him but... surprisingly Beyond Birthday is my favorite character. I don't agree with murder at all but if I had to walk around every single day and only see a reminder that everybody dies then I'd go a bit insane too. Its just like Mello said, All you see is death, death, death.
I love them all but I still hate Takada and Misa... they're both annoying bitches. I feel like me and near are the same in some ways but really were two different people. Near, L, Light and im guessing Matt and Mello think the same way that anyone who steals something or maybe even kills someone is evil. They don't comprehend that sometimes people don't have a choice. But I suppose that with the way they grew up they would believe that considering all of the Wammys kids had no parents because of some reason or another so they must have been through what Me and Mizuki went through. Because We only had ourselfs to turn to and at the same time we had to care for each other and mother because she went into a shock for about a year from her husband's death.
I have to say that everyone is disturbed by the kira laugh is wierd. Did you see near's smile? sure him smirking is ok but he has a rape smile! I swear by it!
Crap! Im getting off topic again!
(Mizuki's POV)
By now we're 7 hours away from japan. The plans that we need to get to Tokyo then take a boat to Aster island. We get there at about... 10 or 11:00 so yeah. Good thing one of us, one of us being me, has insomnia so we wont fall asleep when we get to Tokyo. Were on the episode with the fistfight and I'm pretty exited to see it again. I don't show it though because I like to get control over my emotions. Sometimes, like this, when I get so exited the only thing I can do to keep calm is biting my hand.
'Some people are slowly backing away from you right now'
'Shut up me!'
'Damn it now we have Who We Are by Imagine Dragons stuck in my head'
'Yeah, with that awesome part at the end that's like 'They say we're crazy! They say we're craaazy!' I love that song'
'It is badass but you do realise you're talking to yourself right'
'Hey, its a thought conversation so nobody can hear us'
'Yeah nobody can hear us! Except for our telepathic little sister Sitting right next to you!'
I looked over at Yuki to see her smiling mischievously. When I had a frown on my face she broke into a fit of giggles. I rolled my eyes and looked back at the screen with L kicking Light and muttering "An eye for an eye my friend..."
I immediately bit my hand without drawing blood to keep to screams to myself.
'Maybe you should just take a nap'
'Yeah...I gotta stay up till midnight getting to the island anyway'
I leaned my head against the plane side peacefully with the last words I muttered before drifting into a nap.
"Matsuda's acting stupid again" I said along with L.
I awoke with a jolt as I felt Yuki poking my shoulder to get me awake. I was about to ask why she did it but then I noticed the screen. It was dark outside the plane but my body was easily illuminated with my advanced vision to see red glow against my skin. I turned to the screen to see a silver spoor fall from the air. It was the scene where L dies.
I grip Yuki's hand with strength to keep myself together. The way he fell was too slow. It almost corresponded with once he fell to the ground, a dark storm cloud covered the crescent moon's glow. I stared at the screen in a deep concentration, trying to keep my emotions under wraps but failing miserably.
Once I saw L slowly close his eyes I released my grip on Yuki's hand. Instead I curled my fingers together so hard my knuckles turned white. I raised my fist slightly and banged it on the armrest leaving it askew and a piece at the back end broken off. I closed my eyes and leaned my head once more on the plane interior and tried to drift into sleep. I hate him... I wanna kill him... I wouldn't even feel bad about it, I wanna kill Light Yagami right now. Sadly the compromise for him appearing in front of me so I could sink my black handled silver daggers into his throat was a dream... about sinking my black handled silver daggers into his throat.
Not typical 'happy' dreams for a girl of my age but satisfying nonetheless.
I woke up to Amaya's hand viciously shaking my shoulder awake. I snapped open from my delightful dream
This time I woke up to the sound of movement. The light blinded me for a moment but I saw that the passengers of the flight were getting their bags and leaving. Luckily each of us only had a backpack. It was filled with clothes, my IPhone, a canister filled with root beer, (my favorite soda)and a bag of potato chips. My sister carried similar items but instead of an IPhone she had the Manga Box set. She was holding onto the manga because she was easily the most careful and calm out of all of us. Amaya carried her IPhone as well but she also carried a notebook with pens and pencils. No not the death note (damn...) just a regular notebook for drawing.
I tapped Yuki's Shoulder and held out my hand.
'Passsssports please' I thought, knowing she would hear me.
She reached into the front pocket of her worn, white jeans and handed me three booklets with an official looking outside. I opened the books to see the Alias we used this time. We each have five different aliases handy but technically I have six because the 6th one is my criminal name Black Vixen.
(For those who dont know, a vixen is a female fox)
I was no longer Mizuki Kurozuki, instead I was Chouko Himura. Yuki Kurozuki was now Akio Himura. And Amaya Tukiko was now Akishi Fukiko. We had two japanese aliases and three american aliases just in case and Yuki seemed to pick our favorites.
I had no problem using aliases when it was needed but I really liked my name. Each of our names meant something. In japan, Mizuki means Black Moon so that fits me very well, Yuki means Snow Child so that once again fits her personality to a T. Amaya means Night Rain and to be honest, she always said her name was the most ironic one in history because of what happened to her as a kid. However I think that the Japanese name Chouko meaning butterfly child was more of an inside joke because of how one day a group of silver and blue butterflies landed on me for five minutes.
The airport was filled with signs in japanese kanji (kanji is japanese writing ya uncultured swine) but luckily we could all speak japanese. One of the reasons our mom allowed us to go on this trip in the first place. I walked up to a man with graying hair and a mustache ask for our passports and I handed our fake ones to him. Yuki made them a week before today/tonight. We needed fake ones because if the well-known criminal Vixen went quiet and the same day a girl left they would trace it back to her family. Luckily Chouko Himura doesn't exist so they can't track me.
The bus we boarded had silver outsides and a blue roof with a banner advertisement for a soda. Supprisingly there wasnt anybody else on the bus except for the driver. Jackpot! About a mile into the drive I noticed several different advertisements for the Kagine soda...
"It looks like we found the Coke-a-Cola of Japan" I said with a smirk.
"This is gorgeous...look at all these lights!" Yuki said with wide eyes.
Amaya looked out the window with us and commented "Its like New York but brighter, trees replaced with cherry blossoms, and overall 10x better"
The drive to the dock took about thirty minutes and that was thirty minutes too long. Amaya and Yuki both passed out the first five minutes in and I had to stay up because we would miss our stop if we diddnt get off at the right time. We left the bus to see a view that was equally amazing as the city. The crescent moon shone silver on us all, illuminating the dark atmosphere. We were broken out of the gorgeous trace from the driver hailing us over to the boat that said on side with a large text 'Island Transportation Service' It was a medium/small boat with a roofed inside for one person, the driver, and I counted a seating for a maximum of 12 people. If it it was majestic on the docks then it was a damn fantasy now. The waves were a dark liquid turning clear as droplets showered on my hard as the waves crashed into the boat. It was as if ass traces of the word tired left our vocabulary as we looked at the upcoming dark destination. Aster Island.
I let my hand graze the surface of water as we came in close proximity of the isle. My clothers were suprisingly dry for being in a boat ride for ten minutes but I looked over to Amaya and Yuki, they were dry too.
"Aster Island, enjoy your time Miss Himura-san" The driver said before he drove back to the shores of Tokyo.
There was a corfortable house in from of where I stood that surprisingly...had many rooms. It was a hotel.
"What the hell, I thought it was a private island!" Amaya said with sleep desperate in her voice.
"Lets just make the most of it, ok?" Yuki said, taking Amaya's hand.
We walked into a building with pale yellow walls and a white flooring, it had assorted plants in the lobby but you should have seen the room. It had wooden walls in the bedroom holding two queen size beds which was perfect because Yuki sleeps with me sometimes when needed. It was accompanied with a flat screen TV, a kitchen of stainless steel and a bathroom of tile and marble but the view... it was worth the money just for the view! It was a perfect sight of the crescent moon shimmering down on our skin and the black/blue waves lapping on the white sand shores. It was the best I could ever get.
"So what do you think?" I asked the two girls.
"I think that im gonna marry you when all this is over, and this is gonna be our honeymoon" Amaya teased me and Yuki.
"Well I'm going to bed, goodnight...Akishi" I joked as I curled up on the right bed.
"Yea don't let the bed bugs bite Chouko" Amaya joked back.
"If nobody gonna say it then, lets all dream some weird anime dreams" Yuki said falling next to me on the bed.
"Yuki do you want a night-light?" I asked.
"No..." She replied.
"Hehe Night-light" Amaya confirmed.
"Marsh-Mello" I shot back.
"L-vis" Yuki commented with her eyes open, her crimson gaze shining in the white moon glow.
"Its a Near-Icle!" We all said putting our hands up showing 'imagination'
We laughed a bit before we all drifted into sleep under the comfortable lilac covers.
If only we knew what we would wake up too.
-End of Chapter 2-
WOOT WOOT CHAPTER 2! I wrote the first thousand words when I was in New York but now that i'm home I wrote the rest in a total of five hours! HORRAY FOR ME!
Fun Fact: During the plane scene with Mizuki having a conversation with her thoughts and them mentioning Who We Are by Imagine Dragons, I was listening to that song on a replay to I decided to work it in
PLEASE REVIEW! ME WITH NO REVIEWS IS LIKE MELLO WITH NO CHOCOLATE! THE WORLD WILL END!
