Near's POV

Where was the new kid? He was supposed to be here days ago. I'm not anxious in the least; it's just that I have to share a room with him. So, I figured I could get off to a good start with him, I read his profile- anger issues, but other than that; he was a genius. He was a straight a student and wouldn't except otherwise. His IQ matched my own, but I could see that his emotions got in the way of his mind. Other than that, I knew nothing about him- not even his name. He would be a new puzzle for me to work on, that was for certain. I hadn't seen him to get a feel for him yet because he was a no show. We rarely had no shows, they all wanted to come here and become a genius. This place was whammy's and it had been my home since I was seven. Whammy's was an orphanage that used to be a mansion that watori lived in. He supposedly enjoyed raising B and L, so he decided that he wanted to raise genius children. But this new kid, he was like the elusive toy that I had been looking for earlier hiding at the bottom of the mountain that I had cleaned my toys into. He didn't arrive with his things, so they were taken down into the basement. They said that his things weighed about five hundred pounds. I wanted to go downstairs and rifle through his possessions, but I remembered his profile and decided that it wouldn't be in my best interest.

"Near!" A prek-er came running down the hallway.

"What?" I said, I had been pacing instead of playing with my toys- that was something to frown on, I never paced.

"Mello guys been here! He's in coffin in basement!"

"No wonder his things weighed a ton." I replied in a monotone. I grabbed my optimus prime toy and a chair. I walked down to the basement and sat outside the door that had been recently opened by roger to see if they could bribe him into coming. I couldn't imagine how he could stay in a coffin for about two weeks.

I passed roger, an older man with graying hair formed into a toupee and a wrinkle free brown suit, coming up the stairs. You could tell that he didn't like children, but he did his job because an old friend, being watori, had asked him too.

"Hello near." He looked shaken for some reason, the report of anger issues again pressed my mind and I remembered that the pre k-er had said that 'mello' had been sleeping in a coffin. I set my chair down so that I was at the end of the hallway that had no stairs. Little lights started flashing as I remembered, for the umpteenth time that he had anger issues and if I didn't have an escape route then I would probably end up dead and no one would ever know. He certainly had the ability to do it. There had been a report attached to his file; apparently he had attacked someone in the mall and reduced them into a bloody mess on the floor.

I heard some activity inside the room, saw a flash from the crack of the door, and then I heard footsteps. I have to admit that I was somewhat excited, the elusive toy finally coming out into the open door for the first time in a long time.

I held my breath, the door swung open and… He walked out. He wore black metal boots, black leather pants that looked tight on him but you could tell that they weren't by the way that his hips swung loosely, a black leather belt that had metal skulls studded into it and a black leather vest on, showing his bare arms. He had lightning blonde hair that went down to his shoulders and it looked like it was made of pure silk. He looked nothing like I had expected; kinda' like he was contradicting me on purpose. By his track records in his old school, he was fast; he could run a mile in under a minute with three hundred pounds tied to his back. I knew that I could never outrun him if he wanted to kill me. I had thought that he would be bulky, but his arms were slim and graceful looking. He had long legs, which is probably why I judged him a head taller than myself.

I saw his foot twitch and he immediately turned to confront me with ice blue eyes. His face was the epitome of beauty; he had pale pink lips, white skin, perfect eyebrows, and his nose was at the perfect angle to match his face. You know how there are people who would look good if they had a different nose, that didn't apply here- his nose was perfect. He turned around after assessing me briefly, walking to the stairs. Apparently, I wasn't something for him to waste his time on; I was small, skinny yes but with no muscles to back it up. I started breathing again after my lungs told me that it was very unhealthy not to do so and that I would pass out if I didn't. I quickly obeyed and saw stars as oxygen reconnected to my blood stream. I slowly got up, following him up the stairs slowly so he wouldn't notice me. I stopped at the top and waited for him to leave. Once he was out of sight, I met up with the shameless trio in the hallway. Their leader was B, or Beyond Birthday- that is his name. He always looked like he wanted to be raped; he wore skinny jeans and a shirt that was, by far too big on him so that it hung off the one shoulder, revealing his round left shoulder and smooth skin. He had well groomed black hair and red eyes. His little brother was also one of the members of the three and the least shameful about what he said. He wore baggy blue jeans and a white long sleeve shirt that says 'I don't care'. His hair was always messy and he had onyx eyes. The last member was matt. He was always playing the Nintendo DS that was currently in his hand and he always wore blue jeans and a striped long sleeve shirt with a white vest over it and orange goggles on his flaming red hair. They had probably been waiting to ambush the new kid, but were surprised by his appearance as much as I was and couldn't move due to temporary paralysis to the brain.

"Holy shit! That guy was sexy!" Matt blurted, everyone knew that the three of them were gay, hence the shamelessness- especially on B's part.

"No shit, Sherlock." B stated, "It doesn't take a genius to figure that out." He turned to me, "Near still hasn't found someone?" He waggled his eyebrows.

"No." I said in my usual emotionless monotone. Besides if I did find someone, I wouldn't tell B. Not even if hell froze over, which was highly improbable. You just didn't trust B with that kind of stuff.

"You sure?"

"Positive." I responded.

"Well then, let's follow him. Shall we?" B suggested diabolically.

"We're now off on a mission to fulfill near's sexual fantasies… Beautiful." L commented.

"What sexual fantasies?" I asked in my monotone.

"The one that you're about to have tonight." Matt said, smirking.

"I do not believe that that will happen any time soon." I replied, giving nothing away. They started walking.

"We'll see about that." B smirked as he walked down to the sweet shop, leading the other two and in turn dragging me in tow. We watched as the new kid assessed the gate that led into the orphanage. He seemed determined to get out. We were about to help him when he grabbed a bar that ran across the gate and flipped himself over it, letting go of the bar. He landed nimbly like a cat, arching his back so that he would land feet first. He was amazing; strong, fast and talented at physically excelling. He stood up straight and walked away from the gates. He followed the road, closing his eyes and walking like he was sniffing for something. He was lost from view. B walked up to the gate and typed the pin key in the panel. The gates opened without a squeak and we walked to the sweet shop. The shop held all sorts of sweets, but I was interested in the toy shop- the only reason that I had allowed B to drag me into town.

Just then, the new kid emerged from the shelves with an armload of chocolate bars. My jaw dropped at the insane amount of chocolate that he was purchasing, but I quickly hid this. I stored the chocolate away for future reference; it was only one piece of the puzzle. I also was curious about the flash of light in the basement, but I decided that that could wait until later. He laid the chocolate on the counter and put his hand in his pocket, pulling out a hundred dollar bill. I assessed this, he had money. That meant that he had to have a job, or he had money wired to his account. I highly doubted the ladder, seeing as how he didn't have a real name- just mello. And if he had a job, which meant that he had to be on the public payroll somewhere. Again, this information was trivial and it couldn't do much in the present time, so I stored it away.

Just then, someone grabbed his ass. He was an older man that was covered in filth. The new kid turned around and took his hand. At first I thought that he wasn't doing anything to him but then the man screamed and blood gushed out of it. He was crushing that guy's hand like it was nothing!

"Got a problem?"He asked, the man started to try to back away.

"N-no! P-please let go." He asked, I could hear the fear in his voice.

"Maybe… If I'm feeling nice at the moment. Let me check…" He rolled his eyes, "No." The new kid let go and punched his face out. He crumpled to the floor, blood running down his face.

"Now, will that be cash or credit?"The 'candy lady'- as L called her, asked him.

"Cash." He had a nice voice, he really did. It was warm.

"Oh, hi boys!" She said, looking at us."Is he new?" She asked us. He shoved a hundred dollar bill in her hand and got his change.

"Yes." I had answered before everyone else embarrassed me in front of him. The beautiful blonde grabbed his chocolate and high-tailed it.

"I'm going to the toy shop. I hate candy." I said, leaving. I followed the blonde haired teen from the shop and watched as he sat down on a snow bank. I had planned on just watching him, but I was compelled to sit next to him. I walked out of the trees that were at the river's edge and said, "You should be getting back to whammies." He didn't look at me, didn't even acknowledge me. So I sat next to him, he still didn't look at me. I pulled my white cloth that I always had with me and took his hand. I proceeded to rub the blood off of his hand very gently. He still didn't look at me, so I kept doing it. The only response was for him to take his hand from me. I took his hand again and started rubbing the blood off. When I was done, something of an awkward silence settled on us. He didn't get up to leave for a long time.

"So, I'm living in the basement?" He asked finally, breaking the silence that crawled all over my skin and made me uncomfortable. I was a little grateful.

"No, you're rooming with me." I said, it was a little embarrassing.

"Oh…" He said flatly. He still wasn't looking at me; I don't know why this bothered me. He stood up suddenly; I think to get away from me and started to walk, grabbing his chocolate on the way.

I stood up and followed him; he was headed to the orphanage. He threw his chocolate over the gate, and then he threw himself over the gate, landing like a cat. I had to give him credit, he was beautiful and strong. On top of that, he was a genius. I walked over to the panel and typed the pin code that opened the gate. It opened and I sighed, walking into the orphanage and wishing that it wasn't two in the morning. I had to sleep but my absence would signal that the top kid genius had something wrong with him. Moreover, that would signal to the nurses that I was in need of assistance. Sometimes I hated being the number one genius in this place. I hoped that the new kid could be smarter than me just so that I could be left alone. I looked at him and saw something that I thought was rather odd. He walked inside with a coffin swung over his shoulder and a black duffle bag in his hand. He walked over to the empty bed and set the coffin down on it, and then he blocked the window with black sheets that he took from his bag. Then he opened the coffin and took his shoes off. Then he lay down in the coffin and it started to close on its own, like someone else was closing the glass casing on the inside. Once the glass casing was closed, a metal body case closed on him and the artillery of locks started to lock themselves. I was sure that there were not any machines doing this seeing as how some of the locks were old-fashioned bolting locks. Either he had to be psychic or a phenomenon was occurring right before my eyes. The outer coffin closed and then there were a few snaps as that one was locked. I couldn't sleep after I saw that, I sat up all night to watch the lock combinations when he woke up.

Finally, when I thought that I was going to go insane, the outer coffin unlocked and slowly lifted. I leaned forward and watched as each lock was slowly unlocked and I memorized the combination. Then the glass casing lifted with a smooth click and he sat up, taking a breath. He looked beautiful when he sat up and opened his eyes. I stood up and grabbed my books. It was going to be a hard day, I was tired and I would have to work extra hard to mask my fatigue, but it also promised to be a very interesting day at that. I was going to do all I could to solve this guy, no matter what.