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The rain beat my window, and I sighed, laying down on the bed. The rain always made me nostalgic.

It was three days after Lawliett's death, and I was still locked inside the room. It was small, with a bed, a chair and a door that led to an equally small bathroom. The walls were white, and completely plain. Not so much as a picture for decoration. On the wall furthest from the door, there was a single window. It was big, but no human can jump from the thirtieth floor of a building. Aizawa came in once a day to leave a tray of food, which I mostly left untouched. I was completely depressed.

As soon as I was left alone on that terrible night, the strength of L's death had hit me full force. I broke down completely, not caring if Light saw me through the cameras and tried to convince everyone I was acting. I didn't care then, not even if I died. After three days of intensive thinking, the wound didn't hurt any less, but at least I cared for my life. I wanted revenge. I was going to pay him back, even if it destroyed me. I didn't care.

I stood up and tried to pace, but the room was too little. I threw myself down in frustration and took my iPod from my pocket. It had no more battery left, just the emergency to preserve the contents of memory. I wanted to ask Aizawa for my cable to connect to the electricity, but my iPod didn't only contain music. It had an important data backup from L's computer, which he trusted me enough to keep. I had never looked at it, as I had promised. If Light saw it, he might take it from me and steal the information.

I emptied my pockets, looking for something to get out of here. I only found the knife, chewing gum and my head phones. I sighed, and decided to cheer myself up thinking about L. It was depressing to know that I would never see him again, that I hadn't been able to save him. I decided to relive the moments, at least some, I had with him.

"Hi!" the girl said brightly, smiling down on me. "Who are you?"

"Huh?"

I blinked and took in my surroundings. It was a brightly lit room, and the sunshine poured in through a huge window on my right. I was lying in an extremely comfortable bed, and the girl smiling at me, I saw, was incredibly pretty.

"Where am I?" I asked, sitting up.

"At Wammy's house. It's an orphanage for special kids. Namely, geniuses." She answered proudly.

"Are you a genius?" I asked curiously.

The girl shook her head. "That would be my big brother, Liam." She smiled. "I'm Liz! What's your name?"

"I… I don't know…" I said, her cheerful voice made me a little dizzy.

"How come you don't know?" she asked, slightly puzzled.

"I… I don't know."

She frowned at me, and went out of the room.

She came back pulling a slim man by the hand.

"Could she have amnesia?" Liz was asking the man, who walked with a slouch and bore a look of complete disinterest on his face. He had black hair that stuck out in any direction known to man, and his face was computer pale. He was very skinny, and wore extremely baggy pants and shirt. He was cute. I liked him on sight.

"Well, I don't know." He said, scratching his head. "She might have. It did seem as though she had hit her head."

I frowned.

"Someone please explain what's going on here." I crossed my arms over my chest, expectantly, and then noticed my clothes. I was wearing the exact same ones as the guy with black hair. "Are these the standard uniforms around here?"

Liz laughed.

"No. We're in an orphanage for kids. No other clothes but Ryuuzaki's could fit you. The ones you arrived in were shredded." She explained.

"Ok. And who changed my clothes?" I asked, blushing a little.

"The other girls and I did it. Ryuuzaki wanted to help, but we wouldn't let him." Liz dug an elbow in Ryuuzaki's ribs, who flinched and stuck a thumb in his mouth.

"I was worried she would be too big for you to handle." He shrugged. I couldn't help it. I laughed.

"Ok, fair enough. Still, could you please tell me how I got here? I really can't remember a single thing before I woke up." It was scary, not knowing who I was, where I was, where I came from, or even my age, though Liz said I looked seventeen or eighteen.

"Well, Ryuuzaki carried you here. He found you lying on the forest behind Wammy's house. You have been sleeping for three days." Liz explained, cheerful as ever.

"Three days?!" I asked, completely surprised. "And don't you think it's weird to find a girl lying in the forest and then taking her home?"

"Not really. In this house, it seems as if everything was possible. Just wait until you meet everyone. You'll see what I mean."

"But…" Just then, my stomach growled. "I'm hungry…"

Liz laughed.

"I bet you are. Let's go get breakfast!" she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed, dragging both Ryuuzaki and me to the kitchen. "Let me call May. She's the cook here." She said, and bounded back out the door.

She went out.

"I don't need a cook." Ryuuzaki said, opening a door and grabbed a huge cake. He got a pair of pates and cut me a slice. I was about to dig in when Liz came in with another girl.

"No, you don't!" she scolded. "You don't want to catch Ryuuzaki's habits. Some kids around here couldn't escape them, like Mello, who can't eat anything but chocolate now. Still, I'm still on time to save YOU. You want sweets, you need something healthy first." And I said goodbye to my cake. She tried to take Ryuuzaki's, too, but he stopped her with just a look. She shrugged and introduced me to the other girl.

"This is May." She seemed to be twelve years old, and had honey-coloured eyes and hair. She looked very shy, but the moment she began to cook, she seemed to be a completely different person. She cut, stirred, and did everything so fast and with such precision I seemed to be in the presence of a goddess.

"Amazing!" I breathed.

"That's nothing. Wait until you taste it." Liz said proudly as May put an omelette in front of me. I tried it. I have no words to describe it. She was truly a prodigy.

"You have to teach me to do this." I said with pleading eyes. She nodded, and I realised I hadn't heard her say a single word yet. It turned out she was very shy, and rarely talked. I heard her voice two weeks later, when she said goodbye as I left Wammy's house.

After breakfast, Liz introduced me to everyone. There were many kids with different talents. They were all incredibly nice, and I liked them instantly. At least, most of them. However, there were a few that were special to me. Liz, of course, was one, since she was the first I met. There was a white haired kid everyone called Near, and one of "L's possible successors", whatever that meant. I met Mello, the chocolate-munching monster Liz told me about earlier. He also was one of those "successors". My favourite was another kid named Matt. He invited me to play videogames with him. At first, he beat me completely, but I quickly caught on. He later said I was the best opponent he ever had. Lastly, there was Liz's older brother, Liam. He was quiet at first, but once you got to know him he told the best stories I've ever heard. I learnt about ogres, fairies, faraway wars, dragons. He even gave me a name, since no one else did. They just called me "You, amnesia girl" or something like that.

"You need a name." Liam told me as he finished one of his wonderful stories.

"I know, but no one gives me one and I can't think of one to suit me." I said in frustration.

"I could give you one." He said, looking at me in the eye. His eyes were a beautiful electric blue. I nodded and he smiled. "Then, you'll be Nilla."

My eyes opened wide and I found myself smiling in delight. I loved it. I nodded happily. From that day on, I was known as Nilla.