"…And that is the Wammys house, now, this will be your room. You'll have it all to yourself. Do you have any questions D?"

"Thank you Watari-san. No, it's alright." D answered.

"Well it's too late to introduce you to any of the other children, I suppose you'll meet them all in the morning." Watari checked his watch "Good heavens, its almost midnight! You'd better get yourself to bed."

"Yes, thank you Watari-san" D smiled to the old man as she turned the handle on her new bedroom door.

It clicked and swung open easily, Watari nodded and left her to explore the small room on her own.

D stepped into the small room, closed the door behind her and locked it easily with the thumb-turn style lock. Neither Watari or D had noticed the messy, dark haired boy peering out from a crack in his door from the room on the opposite side of the corridor. As Watari turned to leave the young man ducked behind his door, quietly pushing it to he listened to the sound of Watari's footsteps growing quieter with each step. Once everything had gone silent again he opened his door back to the cracks-width, the door opposite his was now fully shut and more than likely locked.

Hmmm, He began pondering to himself as he returned to his room.

Although most of her room was taken up by the bed, a wardrobe, a bookcase and a study desk D felt like she was home already. In fact, she felt more comfortable here than she'd ever done at any of her old homes. With a sigh, she collapsed on the new bed, it was surprisingly springy as she bounced gently up and down alongside her bag. After another quick glace around the room she noticed another door.

Letting her curiosity get the better of her, D got up to investigate. Crossing the small room quickly, she opened the door with no resistance; It lend to an elegant en suite bathroom. Smiling, she closed the door and began to walk around the room, her fingers traced the edges of the desk and the books wedged into the large bookcase and noted the empty shelves for her own dog-eared books. Getting to the wardrobe D went back to the bed and began to unpack (which didn't take long) and stored her belongings safely into the wardrobe.

Once her bag was empty she sat looking at it on the bed. It was a large-sized backpack, but all of her possessions had managed to fit in it with room to spare.

"Now what?" She asked the wall as if expecting an answer.

Her bedroom wall were bare, not a single photo, piece of artwork or even a map of the surrounding area. Not that D minded, all she had ever had on her walls was a tattered photo of her and her two brothers. But that was still on her wall at home, she had forgotten to bring it. Forgotten…She remembered sadly just like I'll soon be.

Trying not to cry she looked hurriedly out of the window. D could see the large ornamental gates which her father had driven her and her mother through, all the time complaining to his wife just over an hour ago.

//"It's not like they couldn't have afforded it" Her mother began to argue just for the sake of it. "Look at the size of this place. If she's so special then why didn't they contact us sooner?"

"Huh, special needs more like it." Her father muttered in agreement.\\

Rat-ta-tat

D jerked back to the present. Was that someone knocking on her door?

Rat-ta-ta-tat

It was! Her heart leapt into her throat as reality hit hard. She didn't know anyone here yet and nobody knew about her, Watari would be the only one who knew she was here until breakfast tomorrow morning.

Rat-ta-ta-tat!

Whoever it was they were getting impatient.

D slung her legs off the bed, she paused at the door with her hand on the lock. She heard the rustle of clothes on the other side of the door, quickly swallowing whatever doubts were running through her head she turned the lock and swung the open to reveal her midnight visitor.