Author's Note: In contrast to my oneshot yaoi Light fanfic, I have changed things up to Near! There's more chapters coming, so stay tuned! :
He had never given much thought to the idea of a partner. Someone to harbor feelings for and care for in a way much different than what he was used to. Most of the time, his lack of the emotion 'love' was due to the excessive work and thinking he endured during the day. By the time his day was over, he was ready to rest and rejuvenate for the next long day. Whilst at Wammy's House, he would see others taking part in a relationship with the opposite sex. Sometimes the same sex. But he didn't care for homosexuality. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the approaching steps from behind him.
"Near."
Although he expression remained un-phased, he felt like his heart had just jumped out of his chest. He turned his head slightly to the side to see Gevanni, his personal private investigator, staring at him curiously.
"What is it Gevanni?" He muttered in response.
"The Kira case--"
"Is close to being solved." Near felt his anger flare briefly at his colleague. Gevanni nodded before turning on his heels and exiting the room, he turned back to piece together his construction of the famous Big Ben. Just as he was about to deem the formation complete, one dice moved, knocking it down. Die scattered noisily around his slouched form and he stared contentedly at the small cluster that was left. Finally, he stood, a rare occasion, and made his way down the many corridors of the SPK headquarters. He found the rest of his team resting in the lounge area, chatting absentmindedly about trivial matters.
"What is it you need, Near?" Asked his personal and favorite assistant, Anthony Rester; his eyes were curious. He stood up from his chair and approached Near, looking down upon the fifteen-year-old boy.
"Rester, there is something I must address to your attention immediately. If you would be so kind as to follow me, I would appreciate it."
"Of course."
Near led the way back to the main control room. He resumed his position on the floor while Rester sat down in a chair in front of him. He looked concerned.
"What did you need me for, Near?"
Uncomfortable enough as it was for having to discuss this, Near felt that Rester was smug. His knack for distrusting most individuals made his tone seem cold and rude.
"Rester, I need to find a girlfriend."
Rester sat there, his elbows resting on his knees and his hands clasped together. Near waited, anxiety settling within him. Finally, his assistant burst into a fit of laughter, chortling loudly. He gasped as he tried to calm himself but every time he became even slightly closer to regaining his composure, he would begin to laugh again. Near, becoming very annoyed and angered by his reaction, slammed down the toy figure he was clutching. The sudden snapping noise broke Rester out of his laughing fit and he wiped a tear that was forming at the brim of his right eye.
"I'm sorry for the outburst, Near, but your request was just something so out-of-the-blue that it took me off guard. Forgive my behavior."
"You are forgiven." Near mumbled, still fuming. He glared at Rester before slowly grabbing hold of the toy figure again. He fidgeted with it while he spoke.
"It has come to my attention that not only am I not very social, but, as a result of that, I am lonely and in need of a partner." He paused and looked back to Rester. "Preferably of the opposite sex."
Rester nodded, but Near could tell from the small twitching at the corners of his mouth that he was trying not to laugh again. Rester stood up and grinned at the boy.
"Don't worry. You and I can set out first thing tomorrow and find a girl for you. Gevanni and Lidner can keep an eye on things here."
Near, not seeming to consider the consequences of that act, nodded in agreement.
"Alright, first thing tomorrow."