Alas, another chapter for my dear Chammie, enjoy.

Disclaimer: i do not own Death Note or any of the characters. Other that Chammie and Emily.

Chapter 2

"There is no record of any Chammie Ho ever being born. There are Loodi Ho, San Ho, and their daughter, Jessie Ho. But still no Chammie. They moved to Lincoln, England in 2003 from Hong Kong, China. Does any of this sound familiar?" Lawliet asked.

Chammie, who had refused to leave Lawliet's room the entire time he searched for her non-existent past, looked up at him. "Yes" she said "my family..." L was heartbroken when he saw that look, that very same look filled with immense sadness he received earlier that day. That look tore him apart. He ached to say something to her, to comfort her. The only words he could string together were "Will you stay here?" He didn't know why he wanted her to stay here so much, he only visits here on occasions, but he wanted to make sure she was okay. To his surprise she let out a weak chuckle and sighed. "This is real, Lawliet, I'm not imagining this. Even if this life seems like a dream, I should be glad for it. I wished that night, to come here, to meet you, and now I have. And I'm happy"

Once again L was completely dumbfounded by her. "You've had a stressful day Chammie, sleep. We'll get you settled in with the rest of the orphans tomorrow." L said to her. "Hopefully i will wake up in your bed again, L, goodnight" she turned over and fell peacefully to sleep. Lawliet watched her as she dreamed, she seemed so happy, like she was where she wanted to be. "Sweet dreams Chammie" L spoke softly as he turned the lights out and exited the room.

As Chammie woke early the next morning all of yesterdays memories floated back to her. "Lawliet?" she whispered, there was no reply. She stumbled out of bed and looked around the room. There was a folded peice of paper on the bedside table, Chammie saw it was addressed to her, she picked it up and unfolded it.

Chammie,

I'm afraid my presence is needed for a few days in Italy. I didn't want to leave you but I'll be back soon to check on you. Your new room is number 9 on the third floor; I'm sure any passing child will be happy to give you directions. Your new roommate will give you your timetable and any help you need, don't hesitate to ask her. While you're here I must ask you to keep my true name a secret and the same with your name and Watari's too. If you don't mind. I already chose a name for you, I hope you like it, its Cia. I know you will probably find out about the ranks and so forth at Wammy's (if you don't already). I think there is a test coming soon and I wanted to tell you not to worry. You'll do great.

I will be back in a few days, L

P.S. I left some clothes for you on the couch – you've been wearing those pyjamas since I found you sleeping in my bed!

She folded the paper back up again and carried it with her over to the couch, where sure enough were some plain jeans and a white blouse (which she thought was quite funny as it was as if he chose the female versions of his usual outfit for her to wear). With a sigh, she quickly dressed, looked at the letter one more time to memorise everything, then she dug around in her new school bag – which was also on the couch – to get a pen, Thank-you, for everything. Cia. Chammie wrote at the bottom of the paper. Then walked through the door and into the hallway.

"Oomph!" Chammie had walked straight into someone.

"Hey! Watch where your go..!" then stopped, looking at the Chinese girl before him "...huh, I haven't seen you before. Are you new here? I'm Mello by the way."

But Chammie already knew who he was from the moment she saw that blonde hair and those leather pants. She tried to keep her inner-fan-girl at bay which resulted in her standing there speechless for a minute.

"Hello?... Do you speak English?" Mello said waving a hand in her face, as Chammie still stared at him.

Chammie finally snapped out of it "Of course I do. And I'm...Cia. Nice to meet you, Mello"

"Huh..." He seemed a little thrown with the way she spoke. That fact she was Chinese was evident in her looks, her almost black hair, fair skin and chocolate eyes, but she spoke perfect English.

"So, do you need help finding anywhere? Or something?" Mello asked obviously trying to be nice. A change for him.

"Um.. Room 9 on the third floor?" Chammie asked.

"I'll take you up there. So you're sharing a room with Emily. Good luck." Mello laughed

"Why would I need it?" Chammie asked warily. Mello smiled in response.

"You'll see" they stopped as they approached a door which had a large number 9 on it, among other things. Those being mostly warnings of: 'if you EVER come in this room without my permission, I will poke you with a spork repeatedly in the face' and 'If you don't have anything I want, don't bother knocking'. On top of those there were pictures of flowers and beautiful landscapes. It reminded Chammie of someone she knew back home.

"So, see you around Cia!" Mello called as he walked off.

Chammie bravely knocked on the door. There was a loud bang along with an "Ouch! Crickey that hurt!!" she heard a girl yell. Before the door was wrenched open. "Yes?" The girl Mello called Emily said.

"Um, hi. My names Cia, I'm new here and I've been told I'm your new roommate." She replied hesitantly.

Emily raised one eyebrow in the same sarcastic way another girl she knew did. Then her whole attitude toward her new roommate changed.

"Oh! Awesome, I'm Emily. I've got some stuff I'm meant to give you. Where is it?..." she left the door open and walked back into the room. Chammie followed her. Inside looked like it had just been bombed, seriously. Chammie looked around and saw that one part of the room looked untouched. She guessed that was hers.

"Here you go!" Emily handed her a random piece of paper that looked like it had been through hell then she skipped over to her bed to try and find her bag.

"Um, thanks." Chammie said "Oh, by the way, are you alright? I heard something when I knocked."

"Oh, yeah. That was me. I walked into the table." Emily muttered as she resumed searching for her bag.

Chammie just stared at her. She knew people at Wammy's were strange, but she thought Near and Mello were the weirdest. Evidently not. Emily claimed that title hands down. Chammie watched her run around the room, still looking for her bag. She had very dark hair, almost like her own. Emily also had a Mediterranean look to her; Chammie only knew this because of one of her friends back home. She was Mediterranean too.

"I think we've both got Stats first" Emily said. Bag over her shoulder. "I'll take you over there since you probably don't know your way around yet" she smiled and began to walk from the room. Chammie quickly grabbed her bag and walked after her.

As they walked through the door together, it was obvious they were late. But thankfully the teacher hadn't shown up yet either. Eyes turned, first to Emily (Chammie thought it was because Emily was a leetle bit strange) but then those eyes travelled to her and stayed there. Chammie decided to stick with Emily as she walked over to her seat. Chammie noticed that the seat she was about to sit in was next to none other than...

"Hey Cia." Came a loud voice.

"Oh, Hi Mello." Chammie replied

There was a loud coughing noise that came from the other side of Mello.

"Right, um... Matt – Cia, Cia – Matt." Introduced Mello

"Nice to meet you" said the redhead as he waved

"You too." Chammie said kindly as her eyes noticed those famous goggles and Matt's striped shirt.

At that moment the Statistics teacher – a.k.a. (as Mello and Matt called him) Mr Muffin-Top, walked in.

He made each student stand dup one at a time to answer a set of questions. There were 5 questions, each a different level. Each student had to keep answering the questions until they got one wring. The 5 levels were: Easy, Medium, Hard, Extreme; L. Chammie found that last one laughable. Most students only managed to get to Hard, except one who from an excessive Death Note obsession, she already knew. Reached 'L'. The albino sat down quietly as he finished answering the questions, while being glared at by Mello. Emily got to Hard, as did Matt, Mello managed to get to Extreme before it was Chammie's turn.

"Ah, the new girl. Cia, as I recall it?" Mr Muffin-Top said. "Well, let's see what you can do."

Easy, Medium, Hard, Extreme, everyone looked in shock as Chammie thought about the answer to the L question. Eyes stayed on her as she heard her other classmates say,

"Nobody has ever been able to get it right except Near"

"She'll never get it"

"Um... is it 51.932?" Chammie asked, not sure of herself.

"That is correct Cia, well done"

Chammie sat down to "No Way!"s and "How did she do that?"s.

As Chammie's day passed in a whirl of Psychology, Criminology and Physical Education she finally found her way to her next lesson. "Over here, Cia." Called Emily. Chammie sat down beside her. As their Art teacher began to speak.

"Find your muse! Draw what your heart desires!" then sat down at her desk and smiled.

"Is that it? Honestly?" Chammie asked "uh-huh" was her response.

Chammie reached into her bag and grabbed a pencil. She began to doodle the first thing that came to her mind.

"Blimey L's Lolly!" Emily suddenly yelled. "That's amazing!"

Chammie turned to see what she was talking about. "What is?"

"Well, duh! Your drawing!"

"Oh, um... thanks?"

Emily looked at Chammie with a look half way between amusement and awe.

"It's the end of the lesson now Cia."

Chammie looked up and noticed that everyone else had packed away their things and were about to leave.

"Oh!" Chammie exclaimed as she hurriedly tried to get her work together.

"Here, let me help you" muttered Emily as she picked up the pencil that had fallen on the floor.

"Thanks." Chammie replied.

"Did you just want to hang out in our room till dinner?"

"Um, okay." Chammie said, still unsure of the norm here other than the daily routines of Mello, Matt and Near.

Chammie followed Emily out of the room and to up to their room.

"Wow, you have such a strange taste in music" Chammie said as she scrolled through Emily's iPod library. She heard a laugh from the girl in the bathroom. Avril Lavigne, Boys like girls, Coldplay, Dima BIlan, Evanescence... Were some of the names she was familiar with as she looked.

"Go ahead and listen to what you like" Emily said before she got in the shower.

Chammie put 'Shuffle' on the iPod and pressed play.

'Warriors dance' by Prodigy.

"Eeek! Definitely not." Was Chammie's response to the song. She pressed next.

'Bulletproof' by La Roux

"Been over-played" was Chammie's next response.

'Because of You' by Boyce Avenue.

"Aw, this song is so nice" Chammie says to no one in particular.

Little did she know, across Europe, a raven headed man with an untouched bowl of candy, watched her listen to the music. Her eyes closed. Lawliet just wanted to check on her, to make sure she was settling in okay. It had been bothering him all day, he hadn't been able to focus on his case properly at all or even eat any cheesecake! . L decided just to see her once to make sure, Chammie was settling in. But he seemed unable to tear his eyes from her. Just then, Chammie parted her lips, and started to sing along.

'....I got a problem and I...

Don't know what to do about it
Even if I did I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it...

And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move
But I like it

And it's all because of you

And it's all because of you

And it's all because of you

And it's all because...
Never get enough
She's the sweetest drug

Think of it every second
I can't get nothing done
Only concern is the next time
I'm gonna get me some
Know I should stay away from
'Cause it's no good for me
I try and try but my obsession
Won't let me leave

I got a problem and I...

Don't know what to do about it
Even if I did I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it...

And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move
But I like it

And it's all because of you

And it's all because of you

And it's all because of you

And it's all because...
Never get enough
She's the sweetest drug
She's the sweetest drug...'

He watched as Chammie listened to the next song he recognised as 'A story to tell your fiends' by Every Avenue.

L stared at that picture on his screen, thinking about those lyrics.

'you have become my addiction'
He thought to himself, Is that what it is? This feeling I have? An addiction?

Think of it every second
I can't get nothing done
It was true, she had been on his mind even before he left, and still is.

Know I should stay away from
''Cause it's no good for me
I try and try but my obsession
Won't let me leave'
He gave in when he checked on her, she was his addiction.

That was when Lawliet realised.

Was he in Love?

He listened again.

'And it's all because of you

And it's all because of you

And it's all because of you

And it's all because...
Never get enough
She's the sweetest drug
She's the sweetest drug...'

He hadn't been able to eat or drink anything sugary the whole day.

He hadn't known why.

Until now.

"Watari" L called.

"Yes, L" asked Watari who had walked into the room as soon and he was called upon.

"After this case, I wish to spend most of my time residing at the orphanage, and to only leave when it is of utmost importance." L said calmly. Not tearing his eyes from her.

"Of course, i shall go and inform Roger." Watari said as the left the room.

L couldn't wait to see her again.

"'I'm taken by the thought of it'" He thought out loud.

Well, well. Isn't L acting a little stalker like? Oh well. I wonder what happens next...

Wow, that chapter was long compared to the first! I'm sort of getting into this now. Woop woop! x