10Warning:
Humour. O.o.c-ness.
Random-ness. Pranks.
Explosions. Insanity. May be hints of yaoi.
Psychotic O.C, I don`t own Death Note,
I only own the plot and Kitana.
Chapter 1 The arrival!
Kitana`s P.O.V A blonde teenage girl glared, (me!) before firing my sniper at my target. Hitting the heart, instant death, I wonder what big brother would say. Nice shot Kit! probably.
'Perfect!' I smiled. My life wasn`t perfect it was difficult: I am a 16-year-old assassin, I have short, choppy blonde hair, blue eye, I got a serious injury in my right eye so I got a transplant from somebody called Beyond Birthday, -he was my blood-type it`s really rare- who died 3 days before the op. (R.I.P), I wear gothic or punk-style clothes, my name is Katyanne Kheel, but I`d prefer to just being called Kitana. I tilt my head ever-so-slightly, and lowered my firearm.
'Hm, should`ve blasted his jugular. Not his chest, well, he`s dead now. How morbid Kit.' I muttered as I watched the target crumple to the floor as people screamed. Putting the sniper back in the case with my other guns and ammo, I exited from the rooftop via stairs. My phone rang pretty loudly, echoing through the stairwell.
#When it`s late at night, and you`re fast asleep I let my fingers do the walking, when I press record I become a fiend! When no- # (Pink fingers)
'Hello? Oh, hiya mister Q huh? Me? Well, I`m conveniently in Tokyo ain`t that lucky? What`s up? Is Mello and Matt there? Near too? Perfect. Yeah, I`ll go, see-ya then.' I snapped my red and black nokia 5310 shut as I walk straight out of the building towards a parked motor-bike, customized with flames and chains. Smiling, I put on my extremely awesome helmet and starting up, I sped off with a grin on my face fit for a riot. ~Insanity? Check, strawberry jam? Check! ~ I snicker. I love Strawberry jam it seems I have inherited Beyond`s habits as well as his shinigami eye.
10 minutes later...
'Damn cars, frigging trucks!' I growled, swerving as 1 almost hit me, I flipped them off, if 1 more vehicle tries to hit me again, I swear they are trying to kill me! The hotel I was told to go to is in sight. Bloody brilliant!
'Gah! Stupid fucking bastards!' I screamed at a guy with an Afro. He looked shocked, and then I did a wheelie, speeding up, faster than the speed limit. Got there in 5 minutes flat: by expertly driving on the pavement, smashing through a window, parking it in a corner of the lobby, walk to the desk, and asked the woman to let me go upstairs the woman looked terrified. I really don`t blame her. I think my pistols are sticking out.
'Um, m-ma`am? Y-you can g-go up n-now.' she stuttered, I nodded my head in reply.
'Ta, oh, just leave the bike there, I`ll be back for it later hide it behind a few plants if ya don`t wanna look at it. Ta Susan.' I say as I proceed to take the stairs, and then the lift, when I should`ve done earlier. How daft.
20 minutes later I finally got there. Yay me!
*Knock, knock*
The door opened, Watari told me to come in, behave and not make a racket. Jeez, I feel like I`m back in Wammy`s, except it`s Watari, not Rodger the codger.
'MELLO! MATT! NEAR! YOU`RE ALIIIIIVE!' I yelled at the top of my lungs. Watari groaned, face-palmed and walked off. The task force came in to witness our totally over-exaggerated epic reunion. Lolz! It was pretty funny.
'WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?!' Mello shouted at me, Matt cheered loudly.
'Everywhere! I`m like O-ren ishi!' I exclaimed triumphantly. Matt gasped.
'I`m like the godfather! Matt`s like Trunks!' Mello grinned as I hugged him tightly, Matt aww ed at our rare display of affection. He hugged me back, then let go.
'What`s in the bag Kit?' Matt asked me, I dropped said object with a smirk, and said:
'Where`s my cuddle Matty boy?'
'Right here.' He said, hugging me in a brotherly way. Finally pulling away.
'Damn, you`ve changed! And you`ve developed well.' he blushed, as I scowled.
'I have to agree with him.' Mello added into the conversation, I raised an eyebrow.
'I say yours is the size of Tsunade`s, or maybe bigger.' Matt stated, as I quickly looked at my chest. Are they really that big? Just then I realised what he had actually meant by saying that.
'Oh, shut it Jiraya! You too Kakashi!' I death glared. The dirty perverts!
'Erm, Kitana-san? How was your journey?' I heard a small voice ask. I turned around.
'Hiya Near, no suffixes please, it was okay, I guess almost got hit by a Porsche, a bus, a truck, some twat in a van and a old woman.' I told him, after I hugged him, Near hugged back, ignoring the death-glare Mello gave him. He was actually taller than me when he stood and straightened up.
Matt`s 6 00, Mello`s 5 9, Near`s 5 5, and I`m a tiny 5 1. I`m 16, Near`s also 16, Matt`s 17, and Mello`s 19. According to Near, L is 25-years-old, is a sugar-addict, and is insomniac. Brilliant! I bet he`s a giant too.
'Hmm, who`s your favourite transformer?' I asked the albino.
'Optimus Prime.' He said, showing me said transformer, I grinned cheekily.
'Mine`s either Bumble-bee or Iron hide. And that goofy 1.' I replied.
'Mud flap?'
'I think that`s his name.'
Then more adults came bustling in.
'Hey guys! There was this kid on a motorbike, who swore at Aziwa-san, and did a really cool trick, the kid drove on the back wheel up the street, and then we found the very same bike parked in the middle of the lobby!' somebody shouted out from behind me.
'What? Be right back! Nobody better of touched me fucking bike!' I shouted, as I ran out the door, past an afro-man.
'Bike? I bet you`ve got ghost rider`s bike! Matt called behind me.
15 minutes later...
'Hmm? It seems to be okay off up!' I sighed, as I began the trek upstairs.
Another 15 minutes later...
'The bike`s ok, although I fell on the stairs...' I trailed off when I saw the trio who I grew up with looking in my guitar case. Watari glowered at me, he must`ve opened it I resisted the urge to laugh by looking at my socks decorated with cows.
'Why have you brought firearms with you?' Watari asked, no, demanded. Eep!
'I...um, needed them sir.' I replied, shuffling my socked cow-covered feet, acting shy, for some reason I say "Sir. or Miss." when shouted at.
'You needed them?' he asked me.
'Yes, sir for my job.' I shrugged, waiting for the next question:
'Which is?'
'I`m a hired assassin sir.' I said without betraying any emotion. He nodded.
'Not any more, you will help out with the Kira case. Am I clear?' he told me coldly.
'Crystal, mister Q.' I nod in agreement.
And with that all said and done, he took all of my weapons and walked off.
'Oi, shift, that`s my spot.' I said grinning, as Matt, Mello and Near made space for me to sit down with them, I sighed.
'Assassin huh? Sure you`re not a hunter-nin? Cuz you`d make a helluva Haku.' The game-boy Matt told me after I was told of the Kira case and of the Kiras themselves.
'I know where you sleep.' I teased back.
'Hmm, I can imagine you on a wanted poster WANTED! For the murder of the Yakuza!' Mello snickered, pretending to take photos with an imaginary camera. Near looked up from his Lego buildings.
'Hm, "the culprits are believed to be a trio consisting of a 2 teenage boys and a girl, they were last seen robbing a bank!"!' He said, imitating a news reader, as we burst out laughing, I fell over giggling.
'Haha! Stop it!' I cried out, Mello grinned.
'Why? Is Near`s prediction correct?' he asked, the mischievous grin still present.
'Maybe, that`s if you wanna do it or not.' I grinned back, as Matt changed games.
We stopped laughing right on cue: Watari had walked in with a black-haired pale guy with a white baggy top, and faded jeans. I looked at the floating red letters above his head. ~It says L Lawliet fuck! That`s L! I better wait for him to introduce himself, with an alias no doubt, I don`t blame him, with Kira knocking about. ~ I thought to myself, not wanting to see the lifespan.
'Good morning.' L said, walking to a black swivel chair, before halting and staring at me. I stared right back at him.
'Who are you?' L asked monotonously.
'Hi, I`m Kitana, Mello`s little sister, and the 4th.' I said with a polite smile.
'Hello Kitana, I am L, but you can call me Ryuuzaki.' L-er-Ryuuzaki replied, before I grabbed and shook his hand, let go, as I was dragged away by Mello and Matt.
'Let`s chip Kit, and sit down like miss priss!' Matt smiled, as I smirked, knowing what he meant by saying that. translation: let`s get outta here Kit, and let them do all the dirty work gotta love Matt-speak, he`s a genius.
'Where`s the kitchen?' I asked, suddenly hungry, Mello flicked his blonde hair.
'This way sis, c`mon Matt.' He states, as me and Matt walked next to Mello. I spied them holding hands as we left Near with his Lego.
'Aww, since when were you 2 an item?' I asked them. Matt and Mello blushed.
'Um since we were 11.' Mello smiled.
'Wow, you 2 kept it quiet, didn`t ya?' I said, impressed on how long they were together, but then again, they were always seen together, if you looked for Matt, you will find Mello and vice versa.
'But you musn`t tell anybody we will tell when everything`s calmed down.' Mello said.
'I won`t tell, nii-nii.' I said, imitating Satoko from Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni.
'Now that`s just creepy.' Matt told me, I just grinned.