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Ye I am a super L fangirl, get over it :D

Anyway I hope you guys like my first EVER fanfiction. Please send me reviews I would love to hear what you think. Though plz go easy on the criticism, I like having some but don't rage on me okay. :)

Chapter 1: What the hell...

First Person POV

I stumbled, only seeing bright multicolored lights in front of me.

Was I dead? No.

Was I blind? I don't think so.

Was I about to be sick from dizziness? Absolutely.

I have no idea where I am but right now this isn't my concern. This nausea and headache was driving me nuts. So I just kept on walking forwards. Placing one foot in front of the other. At least I think I was moving forward. For all I knew I was walking round in a very large circle. I really wish I could remember what happened, everything is an annoying blur in my mind.

Wait. I can hear something. It's getting louder, if my head didn't feel like it was being used as a drum kit I might be able to make out what it is. Hold on. They are bells. Why on earth am I hearing stupid bells, probably church bells at that. God they are loud and really annoying. I had no idea why I was walking towards them but I had to try and follow something. Oh God was I being led to heaven. I AM TOO YOUNG TO DIE!

My head had started calming down now to the point where I didn't feel the need to puke. I am guessing that's a good sign. Even my eyes have started opening of their own accord. Now there was a new sound. Not a bell... more of a... horn - a car horn.

Huh... WHAT!?

My eyes flick wide open and I jump backwards, narrowly avoiding a car that came speeding past me. Fudge that was close. I landed very roughly on my butt. Honestly it hurt like hell. At least the pain shocked me into reality.

Look for road signs or anything that can help you find where you are.

No duh conscience . I am not an idiot you know...

That can be debated.

Seriously, why do I ever listen to myself.

Anyway, now at least my eyes were obeying me. I looked around at my surroundings. Initial reaction - WHERE IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY AM I?

My mouth was gaping. Eyes wide open. Brain in a state of shock.

The biggest skyscrapers I have ever seen, weird foreign writing, giant electronic billboard, jam packed streets. Either I had somehow found a time machine and gone into the future or I was in... Japan.

...

Well aren't we royally screwed.

You are not helping by stating the obvious!

Better than just standing there and gaping like a stupid fish.

GAH!

I snapped myself out of the daze. There were Japanese people everywhere. Not only that but most of them were staring at me. Was there something wrong with me? Was there something on my face?

Suddenly I found myself darting around looking for some kind of reflective surface. I found a shop window and dashed towards it. My eyes looked over my figure. Black tight sleeveless top that hung to my skim figure, black and red jacket unzipped, long slightly baggy dark blue jeans with black trainers. With my natural ginger hair, pale skin and bright blue eyes I stuck out like a sore thumb. To everyone I was probable a weird, foreign, gothic, ginger 17 year old girl.

Cool. I hadn't changed.

By now I had calmed down enough to think logically. I took another look around. I could have sworn I have seen this place somewhere before. In a movie or travel book before or something. It was just kind of, familiar. Everything was pointing to one place for me. Tokyo. It just had to be.

Okay now my brain is on total shut down. How in hell did I get to Tokyo... Hang on, how did even get to JAPAN! Memory don't let me down now. Where was I? Ahh that's right I was in England at the orphanage getting ready for bed. Had just finished brushing my teeth and was feeling really tired. As I left the bathroom I became dizzy and all this weird stuff happened.

Light bulb.

So I was dreaming. Now that made sense. I am normally such a logical thinker how on earth did I not realize this sooner. I felt a small sigh escape my lips. Was I really so tired that I had collapsed. Seriously. Well I haven't been getting more than five hours sleep a night. Maybe I shouldn't be staying up so late.

And who's fault is that?

Not mine.

Excuse me. You are the one reading manga and fanfiction till 2:00 am every night.

Sorry Miss Know-it-all...

I decided to take a stroll in my dream-world. I had always secretly wanted to visit Japan, maybe that's why I am dreaming about it. It always seemed like such a cool place. Just then an extremely loud English voice came to my attention. I glanced over to the direction it was comming from and my eyes landed on the giant electronic screen. A non-Japanese man was sitting at a desk in a very formal attire. His name was on a plaque on his desk.

Lind. L. Tailor

Hey, doesn't this scene look familiar to you?

Yeah. The name rings a bell too...

A Japanese voice overplayed his English one but I could hear what he was saying. For some reason I felt like I had already heard it all before. Of course that was not possible. Though God that name is really bugging me, just where have I heard it befo...

I stood there. Motionless. Everything else seemed to disappear to me. Nothing else mattered.

No.

Way.

In.

Hell.

Suddenly the man clutched his chest and collapsed. I knew he was dead. Sounds of people gasping and muttering around me lingered in my ears as he was taken away. For a few seconds the screen was eerily still. I knew what was coming. That single letter that I knew all too well.

L