Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or Les Miserables.
That being said, I hope you enjoy my first attempt at writing a Death Note fic.
"Amy, a word with you, please," Jean, the old nurse maid beckoned from the door to the girl's dormitory.
"Right behind you," Miyami sighed, closing the copy of Victor Hugo's 'Les Miserables' she'd been reading. She followed the woman down a flight of steps into the common room and through a doorway into a small meeting room.
"We have a request from Watari," Jean said, sliding a videotape into a small player on the table. The image of Watari appeared on a large screen.
"Amy, I have a special mission for you," the old man began. "We need you to come to Japan to assist with L's investigation. I'm asking you because of the success you've had working together in the past. I look forward to seeing you again, my child."
"L?" Miyami said slowly, a knot forming in her stomach.
"Your old friend," Jean cooed. "I'll go pack your things. You must be so excited."
Miyami nodded shortly. Jean hurried from the room.
"You must be so excited," Matt mimicked, walking into the room, followed, as always, by Mello. "Going to help L out of a jam?"
"The Kira murders," she answered, pulling herself onto the table and tucking her legs underneath her.
"Sounds boring," Mello teased, sitting in a chair next to Matt, who had pulled out a handheld video game. "You shouldn't go. L can manage without us. He promised."
"I get the impression I don't have a choice," Miyami sighed. "Watari wants me there."
"You'll be just fine, Amy," Near, the newest of the boys at Wammy's house commented from the doorway.
"Thank you, Near," she whispered.
"Way to suck up," Mello scoffed.
"Shut it, Mihael," Miyami growled. "Leave Near alone."
"Children!" the house manager, Roger said in a scolding tone from the doorway. Near scrambled into the room, away from him. "Fighting amongst yourselves will not be tolerated."
"Yes sir," the four youngsters said in unison. Roger's critical gaze went from one to the next before shaking his head and walking away.
"I really hate that guy," Matt groaned, not bothering to look up from the game.
"He doesn't like us any better," Miyami sighed.
"Did he like L?" Near questioned. It seemed more like gathering information than an actual question, but Miyami answered anyway.
"He called L a spoiled know-it-all," she laughed. "Of course, Watari did take a liking to L early on. Even when I got here, L was an obvious favorite."
"Time to go, Amy," Jean called from the common room.
"Goodbye, boys," she sighed. "See you soon, Near."
"Amy," Near called, chasing her to the door. "Take this with you."
He handed her a small, stuffed cat.
"Thank you," she said, accepting the gift while making a mental note to check it for listening devices.
"Be careful, Amy," he said. "Kira is dangerous. I hacked into L's case notes. He's lost a lot of allies to Kira."
"I'll be careful," she smiled. "Besides, even you, Matt and Mello don't know my real name." She winked. "I read his notes too."
With a final goodbye, she was on her way to Japan.