Sayu walks out of her home, on her way to school. Near had instructed me to follow her, and talk to her if she is alone. Otherwise, I am to follow her until I get a chance to talk to her alone. That would be such a pain. Oh well, I can't exactly say no to Near. By the looks of it I wouldn't have to wait long to have a little chat anyways.

She walked into an alley. I follow closely, out of sight. I suppose she was taking a short cut.

"Sayu."

The girl whips around. Her hair sprays out behind her. "Who are you? What the fuck do you want?" Wow. Demanding little thing, aren't you. Why would he want me to look after her anyway? I step out of the shadows. "My name is Sarah, Sarah Ashburn. I was sent to retrieve you."

"By who?" Her eyebrow is raised, she seems tougher than she had inside her house, but not my much.

"Near." The young girls eyes widened. Of coarse she had heard his name before, I was there when he had told it to her. That's good. Less explaining I have to do. He was the one to leave the note in her room. He can be a sneaky little thing when he wants to be. Now that I think of it, it's a wonder she didn't call the number right when she found the note. "Lets walk." No response. How cute, she's shocked.

Somehow, from the alley, she managed to get me to spill all I know about the guy. She didn't ask about his appearance though, she can get that shock when she meets him. I saw him often enough, I guess, but I still knew next to nothing about him. Oh well, not my place to get to know the boss man/detective guy. I do know he likes toys.

I listened to Sarah talk, rambling on about anything she could remember about Near. She had explained that he is pretty introverted, and likes toys. The part I found interesting was when she mentioned that he was the top successor to the man known as 'L'. She also said he was a detective around my own age. She had no information on L when I asked, other than he is currently the best detective in the world, but I guess I could ask Near more about him later... If I ever run into him. Sarah had also said that Near was dead set on proving himself to his superior.

We have walked for a while, I wonder where we're going. "You'll meet the others soon." Then Sarah is silent. What is she talking about, others?

She must have seen the confusion on my face. Her only response was 'follow me'.

I think it would be safe to say I have never been so confused in my life. Are there other american agents here?

I followed the brunette agent through the last alley before standing in front of the large french doors of an extravagant hotel.

We walked through the lobby, and I pull my jaw from the floor. Sarah smirked at me as I marveled at the extravagance. I noticed she had begun to move toward the elevator. Standing in the elevator, I noticed that the elevator matched the lobby matched the floor upstairs. Classy elevator music played softly, but all I could hear was a song about trouble... 'With a Capital T' if I remember correctly. I danced to the tune in my head, and I noticed Sarah staring. Her eyes widened a bit when she knew I caught her in the act. There was too much white and gold here. Gold banisters lead to the rooms, and I want to puke. It's too much for me right now. Typical. The rich detective rents an entire floor of a hotel... or, he owns the entire hotel. Either way this person is set for life.

Why he would want little ol' me here, of all places, has me completely stumped. Sarah strode down the hall. I followed her like a shadow, sticking out like a sore thumb.

I watched as my charge began twitching, then dancing on the elevator. It was creeping closer to the floor Near had rented when she caught me staring at her.

"What?" She continues dancing, sounding accusatory. I shrugged and let her continued dancing in the elevator. Less than a minute later the elevator dings, and the door opens.

Sayu openly gaped at the floor. It was every bit as luxurious as the lobby. I have to say, for a recluse, Near does have good taste. I smirked as the young girl sputtered. She pulled herself together, and continued down the hall, following me like a small uneasy shadow.

I stopped and opened the fifth door on the left, room 375. The room, as usual, was dark. Anything could be lurking behind that curtain of black.

"Come in, or STAY OUT! Just close the fucking door."

I jumped like a frightened cat at the sound of a voice coming from the dark room. Peering inside, I saw Sarah walk in like she owned the place. That girl has some serious confidence going on. I followed after her. The door closed and I worked around, hair flying in all directions to find a boy who looked like he was about my age. The clack of a keyboard pulled my attention to a small bright screen. A mess of black bones around in front of it.

My eyes adjusted to the dim room. The boy I saw earlier startled me. He was wearing something similar to white pajamas, but I couldn't be sure. His hair, also white, was sticking out in odd curls all over his head. His skin was stark white. I had heard of albinos, but I had never seen one before... I wonder where he's from. He approached me, hands twisting a bunch of hair around his thin fingers. I wonder if he does that out of habit? The hand that wasn't twisting hair grasped my own, and he turned my Palm to face him. I really want to touch his hair. It's it as soft as it looks?

He stared at my hand for a moment. "You're very lucky... aren't you?"

I didn't know how to respond, so I went with, "how do you figure that?"

"It's nearly five o'clock and you're phone has yet to ring."

"My family probably thinks I'm out with some friends, I guess."

He looked past my head for a moment.

"Rachel, do you have the item I requested?"

The black mop moved, and the owner of said mop stood. It was a woman.

"Of coarse I do, Near."

So this is Near.

"Yes, I am Near." Shit I must have said that out loud.

The woman turned to me. "My name is Rachel Jackson, call me Rachel."

Someone else joined Rachel, "Sammuel, call me Sam." I took his hand, and he shook it. He ignored my confused expression. He and Rachel looked exactly alike. They both wore horn rimmed glasses, and had black messy hair. He winked. "We're twins. If you hadn't noticed." A large smile plastered on his face.

Near caught my attention again. "I'm sure you have many questions," his voice sounded monotonous, "I could try to answer them if you would like."

"Why is everyone so young?" Apparently, they were about as shocked as I was at what had come out of my mouth.

"I find that people who are younger think differently than older people, so I try to find more young people to help me than older people." Near said, "The age of the group present also helps with any undercover work they may need to do."

The next question seemed to be what they expected, "Why me?"

Sarah answered that one, "You happen to be rather close to a person of interest in a current investigation."

"Who is it?"

"Your brother, Light Yagami."

My eyes widened. So Light was tangled in all this somehow. Is that why he snapped at me earlier? "If you notice anything out of the ordinary, we would appreciate it if you could let us know."

"Okay." Is it me, or do I completely stand out here?

AN: I know the first chapters were short, the rest are longer. I do plan on writing most of this from Sayu's point of view. If there is anything you would like to tell me, feel free to review, or PM me.