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Here's part two of Day 1! Enjoy!

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Chapter 2

Day 1

—3rd Person POV—

~Chomesuke~

Even after the first few hours of exploring the pilot and her classmates had done earlier that morning, they were still set on the idea of searching the rest of the island. And it made Cho nervous. The one grownup they had with them, and the first idea to pop into his head was to go gallivanting off and possibly getting himself and her classmates killed! What if rescue really did come and they got themselves even more lost than they already were? The feeling in her gut told her it was a terrible idea, but all she could do was watch as they prepared themselves.

"Kids! Heads up!" the pilot called as he began pulling out the silver packages of freeze dried food. "I want you to make room for these."

Lou Fa paused in organizing her gear and eyeing the packages that had been given to her, she asked, "Is this meat?"

"Yeah," replied the pilot, handing the rest out to Rikei and Shifu.

"I'm a vegan," Lou Fa pointed out.

The pilot paused and gazed at her strangely. "A who?"

"I don't eat meat," she clarified.

Incredulous, the pilot huffed, "Really now? Well I don't eat any vegetables! So what does that make me?"

Lifting her eyebrows, Lou Fa suggested, "A meathead?"

The pilot nodded, "Touché."

And as amusing as the exchange had been, Chomesuke couldn't find it in herself to smile. Maybe she should attempt to dissuade them one last time? Mind made up, Cho stepped forward, and spoke up, "This is wrong, cho~. We should stay together."

"One more time!" the pilot replied, holding a finger up and turning towards her. "The island is huge. There could be a weather station or a camp or a fancy resort on the north shore. And we could sit here and twiddle our thumbs from now until doomsday, and nobody would come looking for us. So we go."

Out loud, the argument may have sounded compelling, but internally, Chomesuke sincerely doubted that that was the case. But of course, Lavi felt the need to speak up as well, "It's okay, Chomesuke. The trek shouldn't take them long, and they've got enough supplies to last them a while. They'll be fine. And we have to know what's on the island."

His goofy grin only served to irritate her more. "Yeah? Well maybe they should at least wait until tomorrow," Chomesuke pointed out. Because by now, the airport had to know that they were lost, and maybe by then, rescue would be able to locate them.

The pilot shook his head. "We've only got a couple hours of sun left. Sitting around still makes me nervous."

"Splitting up makes me nervous, cho~," she grumbled.

"How long are you going to be, Cap?" Lavi asked.

The pilot shook his head. "I have no idea. Covering this place could take days."

"Days?!" Chomesuke demanded, brow furrowing into an anxious frown. "What if a rescue plane shows up and you guys are out there, lost some place?!"

"Then we'll look for them," Lavi assured her, but it did nothing to ease her anxiety.

"Listen, missy," the pilot began, "I don't want to scare you, but we're so far off course, there's no chance any plane will be buzzing around any time soon."

Chomesuke grew cold with dread. "So it's true, cho~? We're going to be stuck here a while?"

"Unfortunately, yes," the pilot admitted, "And we've got to do something before the food runs out and we start losing our strength."

"I-I thought you didn't want to scare me, cho~!" she stammered.

Lavi was suddenly gripping her shoulders firmly, staring her down intently with his single, forest green eye. "Chomesuke, you need to pull yourself together," he warned her. "The others don't yet know that rescue won't be coming anytime soon, and we can't let them know, so you need to calm down before they start asking questions."

"W-what? But… but they have to know, cho~!" she exclaimed. What was Lavi thinking?! "They have to start taking this seriously!"

"And I agree," Lavi nodded, finally releasing her and taking a step back. "But if they also lose hope, they'll only freak out like you're freaking out, the difference being that most of that lot doesn't exactly have much common sense. Or am I wrong?"

"No, you're not, cho~," she agreed with a sigh, eyes downcast. This is a lot worse than I first thought. And even if Lavi is right, it's not like the others are going to quit messing around, cho~, she thought with an annoyed tick. "Hey—" she cut herself off, realizing that that the pilot and her classmates had disappeared. "Huh? Where did they go?"

"I believe they've headed off that way," Lavi pointed towards their direction with a cheerful grin.

"Eh?!" Chomesuke quickly chased after them. "W-wait up!" Sand kicked up as she sprinted forward, and a minute later she managed to catch up with a gasp. "Hey! While you're gone, someone's got to be in charge. You're the only adult around here, so please appoint someone!"

Turning to the rest of her classmates, who'd gathered by the tree line in order to wish them luck, the pilot clasped his hands and asked, "Okay, kiddies! Who wants to be the big boss?"

Seriously? That's the approach he's taking, cho~? Chomesuke couldn't help but think with a palm to her face, but nonetheless, she stepped forward and volunteered. And much to her misfortune, so did Lavi. "Oh?!" the pilot mocked, "Big surprise! Why don't you two fight it out, huh? May the best dork or dorkette win!" And so, the pilot marched off laughing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines," Chomesuke heard Daisya snicker as she pulled Lavi aside.

"What do you think you're doing, cho~?" she hissed, "Can't you take anything seriously?"

"Course I can!" Lavi grinned, before his expression sobered and he whispered back, "Look, I could care less about the whole leadership thing, but look at this way, keep up the random drama and it'll keep everyone else distracted from the real problems at hand."

"But that's the opposite of what I'm trying to do, cho~!" she huffed, before giving up on him completely and turning the rest of her classmates, "Alright guys, listen up! We're going to have to get to work if we plan on spending the night, cho~."

"And the first thing we need to do is start a signal fire," Lavi butted in, "It'll give us heat, light—"

"Wait! Light?!" Lala cut him off. "We're not going to be here when it's dark, are we?" No one answered her. "Are we?!" she demanded.

Chomesuke shook her head and instead continued, "Fire's important, but if we're going to spend the night, we've also got to make camp somewhere that's safe."

"But didn't you hear me?! I'm not spending the night here!" Lala cried and stalked off.

Staring after her, Daisya wondered, "Is there any chance she's not as clueless as we think?" Nobody even bothered answering that.

"Timothy, come help me with finding us a campsite," Chomesuke ordered.

"Uh, okay," he muttered.

"Lenalee, you too," she decided.

"How many people do you need?" Lavi huffed.

Chomesuke frowned, but before she could make a scathing remark, Lenalee suddenly stepped in, hands on her hips and a firm scowl in place. "Alright, that's enough! You two need to quit it with all this bickering! It's the last thing we need." Of course, when Lenalee was upset, she could make a scary sight, so Cho and Lavi were quick to nod in agreement. "Good!" Lenalee nodded, and then waved them away. "Now go and find us a campsite. We'll worry about starting up a fire."

"But—"

"Go," Lenalee stressed, giving them the stink eye.

"Yes, ma'am!" Lavi saluted, before grabbing Chomesuke by the arm and successfully dragging her off. "Don't burn down the jungle!" he called back helpfully.

"Why does it feel like this was your plan all along, cho~?" she grumbled, stumbling after Lavi as she tried not to trip over roots and trenches.

"How could you ever think that of me, Cho?" Lavi gasped, but the beam he tossed her over his shoulder was far from innocent.

"Whatever," she muttered, before pausing and tugging her arm away from Lavi's grasp. "It's this way," she told him, "I was checking the place out earlier and found a clearing that I think might be perfect for making camp."

"After you, my lady," Lavi teased, and Chomesuke could only curse the fact that he drove her absolutely insane.

~Lenalee~

After watching Lavi and Chomesuke disappear, she turned to her other classmates, only to find that Kanda and Allen had both already vanished, just as Lala had done, leaving her with only Daisya and Timothy. Well this certainly lowered her options. She was unsure as to how approach Allen, and if Kanda didn't want to be found, she'd only waste her time searching for him. "Okay," she decided, "Daisya, you can help me look for some firewood."

"Gee, can I? I'll get right on that," he agreed lazily.

Narrowing her eyes, she whispered ominously, "Daisya…"

"Joking!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet and turning to her.

"Thank you," she smiled, and turned towards the younger boy, "Timothy, could you please go through the camping gear and search to see if we have any matches?"

"Okay," Timothy chirped, before skipping off.

"Man, what is it with Cho and Lavi?" Daisya wondered as they ventured into the forest, arms folded casually behind his head. "They're acting weirder than usual."

Spotting a fallen branch, Lenalee crouched down and picked it up. "I'm not really sure. Cho seems even more anxious than before, though I'm uncertain as to what could have caused it. Lavi's probably just trying to ease the tension to keep her from having a meltdown."

"He's not doing a particularly good job of it," Daisya huffed, and followed her example of picking up fallen branches.

Lenalee frowned and pointed out, "You haven't exactly done much good yourself, Daisya."

Daisya pursed his lips in thought and shrugged. "Yeah, I know I've been an ass. Sorry about that, but I honestly thought that rescue would've shown up by now. But the day's almost over, and nothing! And excuse the fact that I sound like Lala, but do you think we'll be here that long?"

"Honestly, Daisya? I don't know," she admitted, the dreaded fear gripping her heart like a cold fist. "But I really hope not."

A stilted silence descended upon them, until Daisya finally pointed out with a huff, "Uh, Lenalee, I think we have enough."

With a start, Lenalee finally took note of the heavy branches weighing down both their arms. "Err, right! Come on, let's head back," she decided. They swiftly trekked back, and with a sigh of relief, dumped the pile of branches near the tents Chomesuke and she had set up earlier that morning.

"Now what?" Daisya wondered.

"I'm going to look for Timothy and see if he's had any luck finding a pack of matches!" she called as she jogged off. Of course, she should've realized that it would only give Daisya an open window to run off, but it was too late. "Timothy?" she called through the bins and packs of camp gear and food.

"Hey, Lenalee!" Timothy greeted back, randomly popping out from behind a pile of sleeping bags.

She startled slightly, before turning to him and asking, "Any luck?"

Unfortunately, Timothy shook his head. "Sorry Lena, but there's so much. I mean, I've searched through just about anything, but haven't spotted any matches…"

Lenalee sighed, but she couldn't blame him. "Don't suppose you know how to start a fire, huh?" she wondered.

But to her surprise, Timothy perked up. "Not that I can guarantee anything," the nine-year-old began, "But mom did make me join boy scouts. I didn't pay much attention to when our instructor taught us how to light a fire, but I could try."

Lenalee offered him an encouraging smile. "Well, Daisya and I already gathered up a bunch of firewood. Why don't you go on up and give it your best shot? I'll stay here and keep searching through the gear. Maybe we'll get lucky!"

"Sounds good to me!" Timothy nodded, and then nodded over to all the equipment towards his right, "I've already checked that whole side, so you can pick up from here."

"Got it!" Lenalee nodded, waving him off, before turning the rest of the pile and shoving her sleeves up to her elbows, with a silent prayer for good luck.

~Daisya~

Figuring that after all the grunt work, the process of using matches would be a no-brainer, Daisya headed back down to the beach with a towel in hand. Spotting Lala sunbathing down near the waves, he headed in her direction and laid his towel beside hers. Stripping himself of his shirt and sandals, he plopped down onto his towel and relaxed back. And it was nice and quiet, until Lala opened her mouth.

"Is Lenalee finally done bossing you around?" she huffed, without opening her eyes.

Daisya rolled his eyes. "She just needed some help, was all. But yeah."

"Hm, whatever," she mumbled.

"Mhmm," Daisya hummed, relieved once silence reigned again. Eventually, he propped himself unto his elbows, and curiously eyed the lapping waves and beyond, towards the expansive waters. The blue seemed never ending, with the sky and ocean blending into different shades of bright blues. And nothing in the horizon. Not a single boat or airplane. Not even a damn cloud!

"What are you looking at?" Lala suddenly piped up, peeking an eye open.

What do you think? Daisya internally scoffed, but on the surface he simply shrugged and in basic terms, replied, "Water. Lots of water. No rescue boats. No airplanes. Nothing. Just a whole lot of wet."

"You know, Daisya," Lala sat up and remarked, "You're the only one I trust here."

His eyebrows shot up, and without bothering to glance in her direction, he countered dubiously, "Really?"

"Sure!" she chirped, "Because you're smart. While everyone else is running around and pretending to be important, you're sitting here, saving your strength. That's very clever."

Is this girl serious?! Daisya mentally wondered, but continued to play along. "I thought so," he nodded, successfully managing to keep a straight face.

"When we get back, I can definitely see us hanging out," Lala continued, her lips twitching into a small smirk.

Now this caught Daisya's attention. "Seriously?" he turned towards her. "Oh, man! I've been wanting to ask you out ever since that one day in chorus when you fainted! You were all sweaty…"

"Okay, creepy," Lala wrinkled her nose, "But whatever. We need to rely on each other."

And then, Daisya once again recalled her game. Turning back to lie down on his towel, he nodded. "Oh yeah, absolutely," he agreed, scoffing internally.

"We think the same way!"

"Oh, I agree completely," he agreed, holding back a snicker.

"And I think," she tacked on, "That you should go over to that plane and get us some waters."

"Done!" Daisya automatically went along with it before he fully processed her suggestion. He blinked. Damn, she actually got me! What a manipulative, little… Thoughts shaken away in the face of her expectations, Daisya simply backtracked, "Uh, sorry, no-can-do. Cho would freak!"

"Oh. Her," Lala remarked, expression forming into an ugly scowl that made Daisya slightly nervous. "But I'm thirsty. And you wouldn't want to see me faint again. Or would you?"

"Um, no, conscious is good!" Daisya chuckled with an uneasy smile.

"Perfect! Make sure it's chilled!" Lala chirped, and settled back down on her towel.

For a moment, Daisya could only gape. Eventually, he got up with a huff and pulled on his shirt and sandals before he trekked over to the airplanes feeling slightly incredulous. Damn, if Cho catches wind of this, I'm so dead… But it's just a water or two. What could be the harm?

And to his non-existent luck, Daisya found Lenalee to already be taking residence among all the gear scattered beside the airplane. He snuck forward, praying that she might not take notice of him, but instead, the opposite occurred. As soon as she saw him, she began to rant, "Daisya, can you believe it?! All this camping gear and I've yet to find a single pack of matches!"

"Ooh, sorry to hear that, Lenalee," he shrugged helplessly, subtly snatching up two water bottles, before he began to back up. "I wish you all the luck in the world!"

"Thanks," Lenalee sighed, before narrowing her eyes suspiciously. "Daisya, what do you think you're doing?"

With a sheepish smile, he replied, "Um, nothing?"

Rising to her feet, Lenalee admonished, "Daisya, you can't take the drinking water. Chomesuke hasn't even figured out how to ration it yet!"

"Tell that to Lala," he huffed, "She claims that if she doesn't have any water now, she's going to faint."

Lenalee shook her head, and muttered, "I don't believe this."

"Yeah," Daisya rolled his eyes, "That makes two of us."

But before their argument could continue any further, a distant scream tore through their brief silence, causing them to exchange a wide-eyed glance.

~Lavi~

Ten minutes of uphill trekking, and Lavi was already exhausted and sticky with sweat. "Can we take a break? Please?" he pleaded, wiping the gathering sweat on his brow with an arm. And much to his surprise, Chomesuke actually came to a halt.

"Sure," she nodded, and gestured towards the spacious clearing before them, "We're here, cho~."

"Um, where?" Lavi asked absentmindedly, licking his dry lips and wishing he'd brought a water bottle along.

"Camp?" Cho replied, tossing him an odd glance. "Like I said, I checked this place out earlier. I think it's perfect, cho~! What do you think?"

Somewhat startled that she was actually asking his opinion, Lavi took a closer look, and internally cringed, knowing she wouldn't like his response. With a hesitant smile, he began to explain to her, "Well, you see Cho, we're going to still want to be close beach, only just high enough to be safe from high tide." And when it appeared that she wasn't catching onto his implications, he begin to tack on in a nervous ramble, "And, uh, we want to be protected from the rain, of course, but still have enough sunlight so that none of our equipment gets moldy. And oh! There's also the chance of wild animals—"

"Alright, stop!" Chomesuke exclaimed. "I don't want a lecture here, okay? Is this spot good or not, cho~?"

"Well," Lavi smiled sheepishly before simply stating, "No."

Features morphing into the beginning of a scowl, Chomesuke plopped down by a tree and demanded, "Then where do you think we should set up camp?"

"Back in the airplane," Lavi shrugged, though despite his casual appearance, he was a bit tenser of her reaction on the inside.

"Ugh," she groaned, "Why didn't you say something before?"

"I tried," he pointed out.

"I still think this place is perfect, cho~," she repeated stubbornly. "I mean, it's got tree cover, but the sun still comes through. And it's big enough for a couple tents, yet it's protected against the wind!"

"Maybe," Lavi shrugged. He could think up about a dozen counterarguments, but he knew none of that would convince Cho that she was wrong.

"What's your problem?" Chomesuke huffed, "It seemed cooler than out by the beach. It's because the ground is really damp, cho~."

"And that's one of the many problems," the redhead pointed out, "We don't want to live on damp ground."

Chomesuke frowned. "And why not?"

"Things live in damp ground," he clarified briefly.

Eyes widening, she sat up and asked, "Really? Like what?"

"Like—" Single eye bugging out, Lavi cut himself off as he caught sight of the underneath of Cho's leg and choked out, "Like that!"

"Ahh!" she shouted, freaked out as she eyed the giant, black worm attached to her leg. "What is that?!" she demanded.

"Don't freak out!" Lavi chuckled nervously, frantically waving his hands. "It's only a leech!"

"Only?!" she shrieked, "It's disgusting! Is it venomous?!"

"No!" Lavi shook his head. "All they do is suck your blood."

"Lavi!"

"It's okay, it's only one!" Lavi tried assuring her. "How much blood could it possibly get?"

But Chomesuke lifted her leg, only to reveal about a dozen more leeches fixed onto her leg.

Single eye practically popping out, Lavi muttered, "Oooh. That's not good."

With a shrill scream, Chomesuke jumped to her feet and ran off in a futile attempt to dislodge them. "Huh? Oh! Chomesuke, wait up!" Lavi shouted, racing after her. Considering she was attempting to shake her leg while running simultaneously, he was able to catch up to her pretty quickly, and managed to bring her to a halt. "Calm down!"

"Pull them off! Pull them off, cho~!" she cried.

"No! If a piece gets stuck on your skin, it might get infected," Lavi tried to explain as patiently as possibly, though it was difficult to get her to understand while she was freaking out.

"Then what do I do?!" she demanded hysterically.

"Um, there's a couple ways to get rid of them," Lavi recalled, "We could touch them with something hot, like a burning stick, and they should fall right off."

"Yeah, I'm fresh out of those, cho~!" she shouted at him.

"Um," Lavi racked his brain, "Well, there is an easier way…" But you're not going to like it.

"Well tell me, cho~!"

"As soon as they get their fill of blood, they'll drop off," Lavi admitted.

And just as he'd predicted, Chomesuke once again shrieked her head off and ran off again. "H-hey! Wait up!" Lavi called after her, but by the time he'd caught up with her, she'd already broken the tree line and thrown herself into the ocean. "Chomesuke?!"

To his immense relief, she soon came back out and demanded, "Are they gone?!"

With a cringe, Lavi admitted, "Actually, I think I see a couple more…"

"What do I do?!" Cho cried.

"Maybe if they got the fire started, we can burn them off," he suggested.

And once again, he was off chasing after her.

~Allen~

So far, Allen thought he'd done a spectacular job of ignoring the current drama of his classmates. (At least, he assumed it was drama, going by the screams he could faintly hear through his blasting music.) After the pilot and three of his classmate had disappeared for the second time that day, Allen had gone and ducked into the airplane, slouching down in one of the seats and plugging in his headphones. Everyone else was so obsessed with needing to fix, or at least improve, the current situation, that he figured he wasn't needed. And it's not like he particularly cared if they got rescued or not. Either way, his life was pretty shitty.

Not that any of those rich kids would have a clue.

So Allen just kicked back and paid more attention to his music. He was on the verge of dozing off, when someone suddenly sat on the back entrance of the airplane, behind him. Rubbing away the sleep from his eyes, he glanced through his peripherals, and recognized that it was Lenalee, the overly sweet girl who'd tried to befriend him a few months ago. As kind as the gesture had been, Allen knew he'd be gone soon anyway, and hadn't bothered to lead her on.

Removing his headphones, Allen heard her mutter, "Ugh, I had one job, and I completely failed! How can I fix this?"

"What's the big deal? It's not like anyone else is doing any better," Allen huffed with a discreet roll of his eyes.

Lenalee gave a startled gasp, having not noticed him, before slumping down with a resigned sigh. "Maybe not, but at least one of us should be useful. How are we going to survive otherwise?"

I'm so going to regret this, Allen thought, before asking, "What's the problem?"

"We haven't been able to get the fire started. Timothy and I already searched through all the camp gear, but we haven't been able to locate a single pack of matches, and doing it by hand hasn't proved much luck either. And now Chomesuke is infected with leeches, and we need a fire in order to burn them off," she explained quietly.

Allen hummed thoughtfully.

"Do you… do you think you could help us out?" she ventured to ask, much to his surprise.

Allen shrugged. "What the hell, I guess," he allowed, and Lenalee grinned in relief as he followed after her.

Considering it wouldn't cost him much effort, Allen didn't fight it too hard. Once they got to their current campsite, he saw that it was Daisya currently attempting to start the fire through Timothy's guidance.

"You need to rub the stick back and forth real fast until it gets hot enough to ignite the kindling," he was explaining, though it wasn't doing much for Daisya.

"Everyone! Allen's here to help!" Lenalee announced happily.

"Um, hey," Allen waved.

"Please tell me you've got a solution!" Chomesuke begged with a cry, before indicating the leeches on her leg. "Because they're getting fat. With my blood!"

"Um, ew," Allen couldn't help but cringe.

"It's all yours!" Daisya exclaimed, hopping up and shoving the stick into his hands.

"Gee, how thoughtful," Allen muttered, before carelessly dropping it to the ground and stepping over to crouch by the readied firewood. Shoving a hand into his pocket, Allen casually dug out his lighter, and with a flick of his fingers, ignited the kindling. "There you go," he deadpanned.

Everyone gaped.

"All this time…" Daisya trailed off with a scowl.

~Chomesuke~

"Perfect! This won't hurt a bit… I think," she heard Lavi mutter from behind her.

"Careful! Careful, cho~!" Chomesuke gasped, feeling the heat of the burning stick nearing her leg.

"Piece of cake!" the redhead reassured her.

"That is so incredibly ick," Lala muttered, sitting beside her.

Chomesuke huffed and grumbled, "How do you think I feel about it, cho~?"

Instead of answering, Lala asked, "Did you guys find a campsite?"

"Sure," Chomesuke replied with a roll of her eyes, "If you don't mind sleeping on a giant colony of bloodsucking vampire worms. Why do you care?" After all, it had been Lala who couldn't accept the fact that rescue wasn't coming.

With a defeated expression, the blonde girl admitted, "Because whether I like it or not, we're spending the night."

A/N: Where is Kanda, you may ask? Probably up on the mountain, meditating. I'm not joking. He's literally stuck on a deserted island with people he hates. Can you blame the guy? But don't worry, he'll show up eventually.(x

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