Mizu: *dies in a corner*

Ameko: WE ARE SOOO SORRY!

Ameko: Mizu here had a 103.8 fever over the weekend and couldn't write anything and nowduring the week we found out that the fever wasn't actually a real fever at all. It was just a fever that came before the big deal. It's this stupid hand and foot disease where little red dots pop up and they HURT.

Mizu: Buuuut Good news time...

Ameko/Mizu: It's contagious! :D

Mizu: So we get to chill at home, do my homework here, and have a shit ton of time to write fanfiction c:

Ameko: Now that that's out of the way... REVIEWS! BWAHAHAHAA!

FireFox25: Lol! And now you shall know!

JaceSienna98: Totally awesome... *Inner Starkid comes out* AND IT'S GONNA BE TOTALLY AWESOME! (Sorry couldn't resist)

Pikamewgirl: I dunno. LETS FIND OUT

Nifawiwa: Well yeah but that's gonna get explained a bit into this chapter. And yeah I fking hate life... bleck

ELla: You sounded like the doctor for a second.. hehe xD "What!?"

Decipherify: WHOVIANS FTW! hehehhehe I'm evil that's why c:

Omega to Alpha: Ohhhhhh owwwwww ehhhhhhhhhh fk you. (I get it)

candyisyummy83: I can't say I have xD lol. Yeah and WE ALL HATE YOU KIRA!

Mizu: Now let's get started!

Ameko: Oh yeah. Also we were able to watch all 25 episodes of Blue Exorcist in less then three days.

Mizu: NEW RECORD

Mizu: ALSO IM IN LOVE WITH THAT SHOW NOW :D

Ameko: NOW (not then) We can get started!


I was walking down the streets leisurely, thinking of how I would be able to see Mello again. His treasured rosary hung reassuringly on my neck. I hadn't parted with the necklace from the moment I got it. Hell I even kept it by the bedside when I slept. I guess it was the fact that Mello trusted me with such an important piece of his life to me, that I took great care of it.

Ruffling my newly dyed hair I came to a bench I took seating at, waiting for a bus to drive me back to the new hideout we had bought a few days ago. Time was fucked up for all of us in that flat. It felt like no more then a week has passed sense L's death was faked. But I had now been assured it was five years.

Earlier today, while I was enjoying the messed up turn of events I decided to make myself look new. After all. New arc, nee hideout, why not go for something new. A beautiful word really...

So I grabbed some spare cash Mizuki earned from the Task Force and left for the city. The first thing I did was go to a place call Taku's Barber Shop where I shifted my normal black hair that matched Mizuki's to a different, Navy Blue look. Like Ciel Phantomhive. Then when I was satisfied with the color I requested that she cut my hair. In any kind of way, I didn't care.

My new hairstyle was pulled into a loose tie at the back, letting my now shorter hair lie down to my shoulder blades but with two separate sides taken out and cut sharply. Needless to say. I was pleased.

Looking in the mirror I didn't look like Amaya Tukiko anymore. I looked like anyone I wanted to be.

I could be funny, sarcastic, sexy, smart... anything I want.

And now, as I sat down at this random, rusty bench in the streets of Japan, I felt alive.

After sitting at the same damn bench for ten minutes I groaned and stood up from the place I was rooted to. Anything beats waiting. Maybe this me is impatient.

Soon I came to an abandoned street way where there wasn't a single living soul around. I just realized that it was in fact eleven pm. How did I not notice that?! Oh yeah, I was shopping at some kind of Japanese store all day until it closed. Even buying some kind of sculpted bird feather bracelet. There was that little feeling of having something that is born to resemble freedom, adorning my skin that made me feel free. Maybe this me is sentimental...

Smirking to myself I came to a darker way from the street that I remembered traveling down in the daylight. It was a well known shortcut to the new hideout. Shrugging my shoulders I made my way inside. This me is probably adventurous.

The dark shadows caressed my body as I traveled down the concrete, in between the dual brick buildings at my sides. But there was still this little feeling. The feeling of imaginary lasers drilling into my head. The feeling of being watched.

That feeling consumed me until I broke into a run, sprinting down the long, winding shortcut...

Just as I was able to see the light. The light of shops and bars still open at this hour I felt a cold hand go over my mouth while a wet rag accompanied it. The smell of chemicals filled my nose as I let out a tiny, feeble scream as I stomped down on the foot of my attacker. The attacker who I presumed to be male let out of groan of pain but still held on. Just as I felt myself loosing consciousness I could only make out one thought...

'This me has been kidnapped'


I couldn't feel anything. I could only see. And what I could see was a dark black skin clouding my vision. Am I asleep? As I cautiously waited there I could feel a growing sensation on my face. Like something was tightly tied there to stop my field of vision. I jerked my hands as much as I could but my tired body was still loose. It was here I gained a bit more aware of my situation.

Ok, So I'm tied up, I can't move my hands or legs and I can't see shit and I'm lying on my side on a stone cold floor. Greeeaaaat.

"Hey boss. She's awake" A rough voice came from my front... or back... I don't know.

I heard some kind of noise of confirmation to some other side of my body.

"You think she's the right one?" A new voice joined in.

"How should I know?" The first one replied.

"You were the one who got her dumbass!" Just as I expected some kind of brawl to ignite I heard a strangely familiar voice join the fray.

It was an attractive male's voice, somewhat deep. "Here's a brilliant idea! Why don't you just ask her?" A few murmurs of agreement sounded from the multiple people in the room. I heard the echoing of heavy military boots come toward me.

Bracing myself I clenched my mouth shut. "Are you Akishi Kishina?" It asked. This one was coming somewhere above me but again sounded familiar... Damn it! These stupid drugs won't let me concentrate!

As I held my tongue the voice let out a growl and kicked me in the stomach, sending me against a wall that was a few feet away.

I cringed in pain as I felt the aftermath of the powerful blow. A bit of blood dribbled down my mouth that I spit out, disgusted. But Instead I was reduced to sitting there in horror as I no longer felt the comforting rosary draped under my clothes.

A sharp gasp of surprise came from two places in the room as I as approached yet again. This time, the voice that kicked me held my by my beloved striped hoodie against the wall, upright. As the chin was lifted lightly off my neck I knew the voice was holding it in his hand.

"Where did you get this!?" It demanded.

It must have been then the drugs decided to wear off because I instantly knew why that voice was familiar... why the other one was too...

"M-Mello?" I asked hesitantly.

The voice loosened it's grip on my hoodie and gave a disbelieving reply.

"Tekina!?" It asked.

I nodded weakly as my blindfold was instantly ripped off my head and I was exposed to light. Once I adjusted to the glare I was able to see a familiar bob of golden blonde hair in front of me, coupled with lightly tanned skinned face. On this figure's body was gleaming black leather from top to bottom but what really made me stare was the familiar, striking cobalt eyes. That incredible teal shining with ambition.

Mello.

He proceeded to freeing myself from the bands around my wrists and legs so that I was able to move. Stretching myself out dramatically I cheered. "Freedom!" And pulled Mello into my powerful bone-crushing hugs. Mello returned the embrace and pulled me away after we greeted each other for the first time in what Mello felt like five years.

Once we pulled away Mello hit me upside the head, annoyed. I rubbed my head in response as he growled at me.

"What the hell Tekina!? It's been five fucking years! You never even tried to contact us!?" He snapped.

Chuckling to myself lightly I grined at the pissed off blonde. "Ahh... I missed you too Mells" He closed his eyes at Matt and I's nickname.

Oh Shit! Matt!

Looking to Mello's side stood the familiar redhead who now adorned his signature stripes.

"Matt!" I cried and ran into his arms. Matt grinned and laughed while hugging me. That bright, sunshine filled laugh that always made me feel better.

As I had my long overdue reuinion with my two friends, uncaring about the confused glances from Mello's men in the room, it felt like I was complete once again.

"So you're working with L?..." I grimm voice came from Mello who was grimacing at his conclusion.

"Yeah..." I admitted.

He closed his eyes. "How long..."

"Ever sense day one. I've been working with L. But now that he's dead I work from the shadows" Mello growled once again.

"You could have fucking said SOMETHING!" Mello accused viciously.

I scoffed. "Well what should I have said!? 'Oh hey guys! Just wanted to point out I'm working for the man you try to succeed, can I have a bite of chocolate?'" I mocked.

"Tekina we were terrified that you were killed by Kira!" I got a sly grin on my face as soon as the words left his mouth.

"Aww did you miss me?" To my shock Mello just laughed lightly to himself and nodded. "Yeah.. I guess we did"

As a real smile formed on my lips I walked over to him and lifted the rosary from my neck and fastened it onto his. He looked at it as if it were his life line and gave me the tiniest smile.

Oh it was great to be back.


I stood there groaning as Mello re-applied the restraints and blindfolds but whispered something in my ear before he left.

"Remember. This is just for getting the notebook. Once you're traded over we'll see each other again in Japan. Ok?" I nodded. Mello got up and left to explain the situation to his lackeys as I just sat there bored. Once the commotion died down Mello told me about why he kidnapped me and because I already knew everything I just nodded yes and let him tie me up again in the end. Matt was keeping me company for a while until Mello came over and told him that some guys were betting for his 3DS.

I took this time to reflect on all that's happened. And how it was going to affect the future.

Only one thought formed in my mind just like before when I was first being drugged.

'I'm not gonna let Mello and Matt die...'

-End of Chapter 31-