It was only a kiss – Near Love Story –
"… so without further argument, Kira definantly caused those deaths of Miyaro Tukadsa and Noriyuko Arami." 14 year old Near stated simply without looking up from his toy robots.
"But Near! Those two men strangled eachother to death!" Matsuda stood up from his chair, eyes wide.
"Matsuda, Matsuda, Matsuda…" Near chuckled. "Have you forgotten? They left suicide notes and we know that Kira can kill in many ways other than a heart attack as L had thought."
"Well, yeah… but those notes-"
"'N, did you know that shinigami exist? And that they assist Kira?'" Near quoted the 'suicide notes'.
"Maybe they were Kira supporters?" Matsuda smiled nervously, rubbing the back of his head.
"Negative. Prisoners who did bad things get murdered by Kira, why would those prisoners support Kira if Kira was killing them?" Near raised one eyebrow, picking up all his robots. "And how would they know shinigami assist Kira? Much less exist?"
"Well-"Matsuda started, but was cut off.
"Hey!" a soprano, optimistic voice greeted.
All eyes immediately turned towards the door. A girl with brown hair and bangs stood at the door with Aizawa, another member of the Task Force.
"Hello," Aizawa said. "This is Hitomi Mistyataka. A new member to the task force. She's 14, but like Near," He gestured at the boy genius. "She has the mind of a 20 year old." He turned to look back at the girl, but she was jumping on a couch in the hall. "But acts like her shoe-size of 6 ½." Aizawa added frustradedely, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, sorry!" Hitomi said happily, jumping off the couch and slipping into black fuzzy slippers with gold glitter. She looked as if she were ready for bed; a black shirt with a shooting star on it, pajama pants with stars on them, and a Santa Clause-style black hat with a silver puffy ball at the end.
She smiled warmly, and skipped into the room. Unfortunately, she didn't notice Near sitting on the floor, and tripped over one of his outstretched feet. "Sweet merciless crap!" She shouted as she fell. Hitomi landed on top of Near himself, her legs open with her knees on the floor on either side of him, her arms underneath his head to protect him from hitting his head, her face a mere two inches from his. Near's face turned a light pink across his cheeks, while Hitomi's face looked redder than a tomato.
"S-sorry…" Hitomi stammered, frosty green eyes wide.
"No problem." Near blinked a few times, and then cleared his throat.
"Oh, sorry," Hitomi blushed again as she stood up. She held out her hand for Near, but he refused.
"I like to sit on the floor." He nodded toward the ground.
"Oh… I hate sitting. Sitting is for losers who wanna get fatty." Then she paused. "No offense, because none of you are fatties to me. Do you like, exercise while you sit? Like leg lifts or chair-dancing? I prefer jumping. Jumping is so fun. One day, I hope my DNA gets mixed with DNA of a bird so then I could sprout wings and fly like shinigami! Do you believe in shinigami? My old care-taker said that is was a bunch of Satanist-emo crap, but I believe in Shinigami. I also believe in God. Instead of Hell, I think you become a shinigami and go to the shinigami world, if there is one, instead of to hell. I wanna meet a shinigami, but I don't like to do bad things and I wanna go to heaven. That's why I wanna help stop Kira! I bet he has a shinigami on his side. But I don't think they come to the human world. What do they do? Sit around all day and gossip about humaners? Instead of speaking Japanese, do they speak like 'Grrr rawr booo arggggh!'? Maybe they use sign language. What if they don't have fingers? They could use their toes, right? But maybe they don't have toes. But they have to! Toes balance you so you don't fall. OH! MAYBE THEY FLY AROUND LIKE BIRDS! BANG! Stellar! That's so rad! But they're BAD people. And bad people should just go die! Like stupid Kira! And why do you call him Kira? That's a girl's name in America. I should know because my best friend was from America. But she went missing when we were in Australia. She disappeared in the bush. They searched for her with everything; SWAT, cops, dogs, everything! And for 5 years too! Sometimes I wonder what happened to her. It wasn't suicide, she would've been found. Did she run into somebody? Did a crevice form and swallow her into the Earth? Sometimes I wish I was with her… so then I would know what happened. But then that'd mean I go missing too, and that would've sucked and all, but then I'd know what happened! My dad went missing on an airplane crash just like Amelia Airheart. And my mom was killed by a rapist who tried to rape me 7 years ago. I hope that never happens again. I only got away because I hit him with a broom and ran away. Then my mom saved me, but he shot her. Before she died, she told me to run, and that she loved me. Then she died. I still get sad, but I know she's in a better place than this world. And I know she's still watching over me. I wonder if she met dad. I hope she did. So what, I'm alone? At least then they'll be waiting for me when I die. I wanna live till I'm gray-haired next to the love of my life surrounded by grandkids. The only sucky part about all that is that in order to have a kid, you have to-"
"Shut. Up." Near glared, gripping her ankle. He pulled, and she fell again.
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Meanie! Every cute guy is a meanie!" Then she looked over to Matsuda. "You're pretty cute. Are you a meanie?"
"No!" Matsuda smiled. "Near probably thinks your cute too. He doesn't show his emotions much."
Near glared at Matsuda. Matsuda instantly stopped laughing. "Well you do," Matsuda muttered.
"And so what if I do or do not think that Hitomi is cute?" Near raised one eyebrow.
"Well… if you did then you'd date her or something…" Matsuda said uneasily.
"Exactly." Near smirked. "And am I dating her?"
"You just met her."
"So?"
"No, you are not dating Hitomi."
"So does that mean I think she's cute?"
"No…"
"WHAT?!" Hitomi shouted. "YOU THINK I'M UGLY?!" Hitomi glared at Near, and as fast as the Task Force could say 'Don't!', her hand flew across Near's face, slapping him. Near winced at cupped his cheek in his hand.
"Oh my gosh!" Hitomi said, kneeling beside him. "Who would do such a thing to a cutie like you?" Hitomi removed Near's hand from his cheek and cupped her hand around his cheek. She rubbed the red slap mark with her thumb. "Poor baby." She said teasingly, and kissed him on the cheek. "Is it all better?"
Near swatted her away. "I'm not a child."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"NO I'M NOT!" Near shouted.
"Then why do you play with dolls?" Hitomi smirked, pointing at the robots.
"They're not dolls. They're robots." He stated nonchalantly.
"Robot, doll, child, same thing."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"YES!!"
"You irritate me." Near glared at her.
"Aww, your so cute when you're angry, you little ba-by."
"I am NOT a baby."
"Uh, yea you are."
"We're the same age!"
"But I have the figure of a 14 year old like my age while you look like your 12." Hitomi smiled wryly, crossing her hands across her chest.
"I give up!" Near threw his hands in the air.
"Who ever wins gets a kiiiiiss."
"And who won?" Near rolled his eyes.
"You."
"Okay," Near said, then froze. "Wait, what?!"
"You get a kiss!"
"Stay away!"
"Come here sugar, gimme' some loooooove!" Hitomi giggled crawling after the white haired boy who crawled underneath Matsuda's desk.
"Get away!"
"Winner gets a kiiiiiss!"
"What did I win?!"
The two were still under Matsuda's desk, with Near huddled into the corner while Hitomi puckered her lips.
"You won the argument!"
"How did I win that? I gave up!"
"You won because you kept the argument going on longer than I would have. I was gonna give up a few seconds after I said the figure thing 'cause I thought you weren't gonna lose to a girl. So you win! Now come'er. Gimme some loooooove!"
"Stay away!"
Aizawa cleared his throat. "Near, shouldn't we be getting back to the Kira case?"
"GIMME SOME LOOOOOVE!" They heard Hitomi shouted.
"STAY AWAY, YOU MENTAL SQUIRRELLE!" Near shouted back.
"LOOOOOVE!" Hitomi repeated.
"Oh for the love a…" Aizawa sighed impatiently. "Hitomi! Quit harassing Near! I already told you it's against the law!"
"Okay," Hitomi smiled, standing up. "I only wanted to bug 'im. You said he's always so calm… well I wanted to change that."
"So you weren't gonna kiss me?" Near said, standing up.
"You think I'm some type of whore he makes out with guys before I even get to know them?" Hitomi looked at him with a disgusted face on. "Yuchhh. Mom said that that'll lead to early pregnancy-"She looked Near over. "Though I highly doubt you'd be into that at this age, no?"
Near stood there. He was confused as hell, but he surely didn't show it. Who was this girl? What was this girl? One second, she's all 'Weeee purple hippos!' and now she's all… serious? "Are you bipolar?"
"No. I just know when to be serious." She poked him in the forehead. "You're too serious. I'm gonna turn you into a total me."
"Like to see you try." Near said briskly, and then walked past her to the floor.
"I will," Hitomi said, putting her hands on her hips. "And trust me, babe. I'll succeed."