Here's chapter 2! I try to make each chapter at least a thousand words and this one is 1,177. So enjoy! I also want to thank Blaze of Madness for reviewing, it actually does mean a lot to me.

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The next morning, Cia woke with a headache. She glanced at the time and leapt out of bed, only increasing the pounding inside her head. Her first class started in less than 20 minutes. Her schedule read math first. Roger had put all sorts of side notes on the paper, including one about the schedule potentially changing depending on how she does her first day. Before Cia had run away, she'd been praised an awful amount of times for her intelligence. Hopefully she wouldn't have to do much moving around. One first day is horrible, another is hell. Cia sprinted down the stairs, rushing to her class. On the way, she noticed the redhead again. He seemed to have another game with him this time.

The day went by slowly with no more sightings of the boys. Cia knew she wanted to learn more about them, she just didn't want to approach them directly. Not yet anyway.

"Cia? Would you be so kind as to follow me into my office?" Cia turned and found Roger standing behind her.

"Of course, sir." They walked down a long hallway, Cia trailing behind just ever so slightly. They approached a large door and entered an even larger room. Roger sat behind a rather big and exquisite desk.

"Please, have a seat." She did. "Now, you do understand what this place is for, correct?"

"To house orphans?"

"Well," Roger sighed. "It's a little more complicated than that, i'm afraid. You are here to become a successor to L, the greatest detective in this world." L. Cia was sure she'd heard that name before, while she was on the run. Ah, yes. He had solved the ever-so-famous BB case. He was all over the news, then.

"A successor?" Cia wondered out loud.

"Yes. See, if anything were to happen to our beloved L, he would need someone equally as smart to take his place. That's what Wammy's is here for. We only take in top of the line pupils and groom them to be good enough to take L's place should anything happen."

"And do we ever get to meet L?" Cia wanted to see the supposed genius for herself.

"I'm afraid there's a very slim chance of that happening. See, L prefers to remain anonymous. It has a better survival rate in his line of work."

"So you're telling me no one has actually ever met L in person?" Cia was beginning to get skeptical.

"What I'm saying is very few have. I can assure you, he is real. L does exist." Roger was getting tired of the conversation. "Anyway, this is not what I called you in for. I wanted to warn you. Do not tell anyone your real name. Here at Wammy's, everyone goes by an alias. Most have forgotten they even have a real name."

"Simple enough. I've always gone by Cia anyway." Cia began to stand.

"Also, I spoke to your teachers today, Even after one day, they feel you should advance into a higher level of math and science. Are they you're specialty?"

"It would seem so."

"Then you will get your new schedule tomorrow morning. "Roger looked down at the paperwork stacked on his desk and Cia took that as a cue to leave. As she opened the door, she found the two boys sanding there.

"You wanted to see us, Roger." The blonde spoke. His voice was as harsh as his appearance. Once again, he had a chocolate bar in his hand.

"Come in, boys." Cia looked back once more, catching Roger's eye.

"Ah Cia, so sorry to bother you, but could you come back in?" Cia straightened her back. She wasn't one who hid in the shadows, she didn't mind the attention. In fact, she sort of liked it.

"Yes?"

"I'd like you to introduce you to some very important people." Roger stood up. The blonde smirked at the word 'important' and took another bite of his ever present chocolate. The other one continued to stare, his hand twitching towards his pocket. His game must be in there.

"This is Mello. 2nd in line to be L's successor." Roger gestured to the blonde who now had a name. "And Matt, 3rd in line." Cia surprised them by asking an what seemed like an absurd question.

"Who's 1st in line?"

"Near." Blondie, Mello, spat. There seemed to be a lot of history between the two. Now that was information Cia wanted to get her hands on.

"You don't seem to talk much." Cia directed her new question at Matt.

"I'm not one for people." His reply was short and to the point. Cia admired those kinds of people. They gave her more to talk about.

"So, what's your talent?" Mello asked.

"Sorry?"

"What's your specialty? Mine is to take initiative, and his is gaming." Mello's chocolate bar was nearly gone, but Cia had a feeling he had more on him.

"Evading people I guess. Running away, disappearing off the map." Cia had never really thought about it.

"Well, at least it's useful. What exactly did you call us in here for, Roger?" Mello turned away. Cia began to leave the room when someone grabbed her arm. It was Matt.

"Sit with us again at dinner?" Cia didn't know they had even noticed her.

"Um, sure."

"Great." He looked at her once more before going to join Mello and Roger.

Well that was odd.

5:00 came quicker than expected. As Cia walked down the stairs, she wondered whether they'd acknowledge her tonight. She entered the dining room and made her way to the farthest table, the one she'd sat at last night. Matt was already there, but there was no sign of Mello. Cia sat down next to Matt.

"Hey."

"Hey." He didn't even look up from his game.

"Where's Mello?"

"No idea, probably somewhere beating up Near." His face was once of pure concentration.

"Oh. What's the deal between those two anyway?" Matt's game made a sad noise as he looked up to face Cia.

"Why do you wanna know?" He looked at her strangely.

"Mello just really seems to hate him, is all."

"Oh." Matt looked back down and continued to play. "Well, you see, Mello has a bit of an inferiority complex. He feels the need to be number one at everything."

"But Near has him beat at the one thing he cares about most." Matt looked up once more.

"How'd you know?"

"It's hard to explain. I just do."

Matt started a new game as Cia processed the information. For she had realized something very important.

She had met Mello before.