Ok, the first part of this chapter is Watari's POV, but the rest of the story is either Sal or L's POV,

Chapter 1

"Salina Night, that is your name isn't it?" Quillish Wammy asked the small girl next to him.

"Yes. Call me Sal. Or Sallie." The girl replied. She appeared to be 12 or 13, and still held on to her baby fat. She seemed about average in height, if she actually was 13. Her hair was blue-black, and she had emerald green eyes.

"I'm sure you'll make a wonderful addition to Wammy's house."

"What makes you think I'll be good in a house full of geniuses? I'm only average in intelligence."

"You're smarter than you think Sal."

Watari grabbed Sal's suitcase, and gestured her to go into the limo, placing the bag on the floor near her feet.

Sal stared down at her lap, and appeared to be thumb wrestling with herself. She was probably confused and upset, considering the fact that it was only yesterday her parents had died.

"So, Wammy's house, what's that place like?" Sal asked.

"You know the famous detective L right?"

"Yeah, who doesn't?"

"Well, you're going to the same place he stays."

"Is there anyone else in the orphanage?"

"Just L, and B."

"How old are they?"

"I believe they're both around 13 or 14."

"I'll be 13 soon myself. Are they nice?"

"I'm sure they'll both grow to like you Sal."

"Are you sure?"

"Sal,"

"Yes Mr. Wammy?"

"We're here."

The orphanage had a very tall iron gate, which was at least twice Sal's height. The metal bars seemed to form leafy designs, matching the vines from a nearby rose bush entwined around the edges. The bushes seemed to go all around the building, which was several stories tall, and was painted blue. The smoothly paved path leading to the building had lush green grass all around it. Sal couldn't see much, but from what she saw, the backyard appeared to be huge. She noticed two boys with shaggy black hair looking at them from the window, anticipating their arrival.

"Come on Sallie, we don't want to stand here forever now do we?" Watari said, gesturing Sal to go on.

Sal slowly headed toward her new home. Step by step.

"EEEEEEEL, BEEEEEEE, come meet Sal!" Quillish called, and by the time he was finished, the two identical detectives stared at Sal with wide eyes. The only difference between the two was their eye color; one had black eyes while the other had red.

"Are you guys… twins?" Sal asked.

"No. We just look alike." the one with red eyes said.

"What exactly is your name?" the other asked.

"I'm Sal, or Sallie. You?"

"I'm L, and this is-"

"B."

Apparently the dark eyed detective was L and the one with bright red eyes was B.

Before their little introduction was finished, Ari was already staring at the cheesecake at the table.

"That would be mine." L said.

"There's more in the kitchen." B added.

Sal stared at them for a second, until L realized the problem.

"The kitchen is right behind you Sal."

Sal turned around three times on her heel, and took a huge slice of cheesecake from the fridge, sitting right next to L.

"Hey L," Sal whispered. "If you like sweets, I have a huge bag of taffy in my suitcase. I'll give you some if you be my best friend."

"I prefer not to get close to anyone."

"Isn't B you're friend?"

"He's more of an acquaintance-"

Sal stared at L with a cheesy smile.

"I guess you could be my friend."

"Hey." Sal said.

"What?"

"I didn't say I wanted to be your friend."

"But you just-"

"I said BEST friend. You're my new best friend now."

"So, where did you say this taffy was?"