Green eyes opened to look at Near, and he mentally cursed himself. Shit, does God hate me? Of course, in this girl's position, it did look like Near was attempting to undress her, and she has just been raped so of course she was paranoid. Without a second thought, her knee went straight into Near's groin, knocking the breath out of him and making him fall over.

Near had always thought other men over-exaggerated when they were hit in their groin. I mean, it couldn't hurt that bad, right? Well, he had never been hit there before today. And now, much to his dismay, Near realized that this pain was probably worse than any other pain he'd ever been through. He inwardly sighed. I'm not going to be able to have kids now, am I?

Near rolled on the floor, clutching his aching groin, fighting back tears. Jeez, it really was painful. The girl slowly got stood up, not expecting a broken ankle, and her leg gave out, sending her flying to the floor. And she fell right on top of Near.

Again, Near had never really had good luck.

The girl's elbow hit him in his groin, again, and he nearly screamed. Really, you have GOT to be KIDDING ME!

The girl pulled herself off of Near and examined herself. She was wearing a shirt similar to the boy's, and all of her wounds were wrapped up and treated. Maybe he wasn't undressing me, but dressing me... She blushed, feeling bad for hitting him so hard, twice, in such a sensitive area.

On all fours, she crawled over to Near, where he was in a fetal-like-position on the floor. When he noticed her coming, of course, he pushed himself away to the other side of the room. She sighed and sat up, facing the young albino.

"I didn't mean to hurt you the second time..And I didn't know you were trying to help me..So I'm sorry. Sincerely." She explained in a light, almost shy voice. Near refused to meet her eyes, but grunted in reply. There wasn't much he was able to say in this much pain.

The black haired girl crawled over to him again, and this time he didn't move away. He just watched her, warily. When she was about a foot in front of him, she stopped and reached out a hand, giving a small smile.

"I'm Kanashii." She waited for Near's reply. He still eyed her warily. Kanashii..that means sadness.

"I'm Near," he mumbled, but refused to shake her hand. Physical contact wasn't his forte.

Kanashii noticed this and retracted her hand, looking down to the floor. "How did you find me?" She asked slowly. Amusement sparked in Near's eyes.

"How did I find you? You were inside my building. I should be asking you how you even managed to get inside."

Confusion lit up her features. She had been inside his building? Near raised an eyebrow. "You don't even know how you got in.." He mumbled, mostly to himself. Though Kanashii heard, and nodded her head.

"I truthfully have no idea how I got in...The last thing I remember is walking through an alley that I usually use as a shortcut to my house, but there were these two guys there, and..." She trailed off, staring at the ceiling and fighting back tears. She didn't want to look weak in front of this boy. She got the feeling he already didn't like her, considering how hard she hit him...

Near noticed the tears in her eyes that refused to fall. "You can cry, if you want. Considering what you've been through..." He mumbled. She heard his comment and let a single tear fall, before wiping her eyes roughly with the back of her hand.

"I'm fine..I shouldn't be a burden to you, so I'm just going to leave.." She attempted to pull herself up, but the shooting pain in her ankle wouldn't allow her to. Near watched her sad attempts at standing and sighed.

"You won't be able to make it far. You'll just fall and reopen your wounds. It would be better if my co-workers and I took care of you until your ankle heals, at least." Near explained quietly. Kanashii nodded her head. Then she noticed something.

"Co-workers? You work in this place? You only look like you're..maybe 14."

"I'm 18. And I am the boss, and one of the worlds greatest detectives." He replied, a slight sense of pride radiated from him. Kanashii eyed him up and down, taking in his curly white hair, which he was twirling around his index finger, his pajamas and lack of shoes, his height, and his large panda-like eyes. She found him adorable. (Who doesn't?)

"You look really young, and you're really short..5'2"?" She asked.

"5'0" He replied, stunning the young girl. She herself was 5' and a half. That made her half an inch taller than the boy. Then she began giggling, causing Near to look up and stare at her.

"I'm taller than you!" Kanashii told him, still giggling. Near sighed. Everyone had to make fun of his height.

"I'm the one taking care of you. I would appreciate it if you didn't laugh at my height." He replied, annoyed. She felt guilty right away, turning slightly red.

"I-I wasn't making fun of you..it's just that I've always been shorter than people, so it's nice to find someone whose shorter than me, who isn't five." She explained. Then quickly added "And it's not a bad thing that you're short! I find it kind of..cute."

Near looked up, making short eye contact with Kanashii, before looking at the wall and sighing. If he wasn't always so stoic, he would be blushing. But Near never blushed. Ever. And he wasn't going to start now.

"I'm going to tell you the rules, if you want to stay. First, no physical contact. I do not appreciate being touched. Second, no rude comments. Third, do not interrupt me when I'm working, or distract me in any way. If you follow these rules, we won't have a problem." He mumbled and pulled himself from the floor, stretched his legs, and padded over to his bedroom where he flopped onto his stomach atop his bare mattress. He then noticed some blood on his right sleeve and his left leg. Guess he'd have to change.

Kanashii sat on the floor for a few moments before realizing that Near had disappeared, leaving her to sit on the floor for God-knows how long. She had no way of walking, and no idea where she was. She sighed sadly, knowing she had pissed off the pale boy. She wanted to go apologize again, but she had no idea where she was supposed to go. So she pulled herself to her knees and crawled pathetically into the hallway. She looked around until she found a door, five doors down, with the door open and light on. She took a guess and decided that was where Near was, and pulled herself down to the door.

Near had just gotten out of his bloody pajamas and was left in his boxers and socks, before he realized a pair of eyes watching him from the doorway. Kanashii was there, staring at his bare chest, and blushing. Near sighed and looked at the ceiling, as if to say Why me?

Awkwardness filled the air, and Near coughed slightly to grab Kanashii's attention away from his chest. He was pale and not very muscular, what was there to stare at anyway? Kanashii blushed harder when she noticed him watching her watching him.

"O-oh! I'm so sorry! I-I didn't mean to walk in on you! Um..." She trailed off, refusing to meet eye contact. Near grunted and pulled a clean shirt from off his bed, stuck his arms through it, and buttoned it up before she could say another word. In her head, she was trying not to give a fangirl-like scream and jump him. That wouldn't be possible though, since she couldn't stand up, and that would be breaking the first rule.

"Was there a reason you came in the first place?" Near asked quietly. Kanashii looked up at him and nodded slowly.

"Well, I don't know my way around here, and you left and I wasn't sure when you'd be coming back, and I don't know where I'm supposed to sleep or even if it's night time...I didn't want to sit on the floor for hours. And...I wanted to apologize again." Near unconsciously twirled a strand of his curly hair around his finger, thinking.

"For?"

"Well...for annoying you and kicking you..." Kanashii replied, biting on the sleeve of her – well Near's – shirt. A habit of hers. When she was either nervous or guilty, she would bite on the sleeve of whatever she is wearing at the time. If she wasn't wearing long sleeves, she would bite on the side of her hand. Near noticed this and narrowed his eyes at her.

"I would appreciate it if you didn't gnaw at my shirt. Be happy that I'm even letting you wear it." Near said coldly. Kanashii dropped her arm to her side and stared at him. How could someone so cute – in a plushie-like way – be so cold? She looked to the floor sadly and guiltily. "I'm sorry," she nearly whispered.

Near ignored her. He was deep in thought. Where was she supposed to sleep? It couldn't be too far from Near because she can't walk until her ankle heals. She would have to stay close. And there weren't any other bedrooms on the floor. He sighed, making up his mind.

"You are going to sleep in my room, on my bed. I will sleep in my office." He mumbled. She looked up at him.

"But..you only have a chair in your office. Wouldn't that be uncomfortable?" She asked. Near shrugged. "No..you sleep in your own bed. I'll sleep on the floor, since I'm the intruder here. But I'd prefer sleeping on the floor in here rather than the floor in your office; this floor at least has a rug."

"Fine. Don't bother me." And with that, he walked to the wall, shut off the light, and flopped onto his bed.

"I won't.." Kanashii wispered, not expecting Near to hear, before falling asleep.