Hi guys!

Soon there will be...MORE CHARACTERS! YYYYAYYY! YAYYY! YAAHEYHEY-

Also, I'm sorry I keep Lying. Lies. No Ryuk. Still no Yaoi...I know.

But it's just...I get busy talking to my potatoes!

Anywho...THIS SHIZNIT BE DISCLAIM-ED BITTTTCCCHHH.


The girl ran back into the shared room, pulling Raito along with her. She sat down on her bed and patted next her, indicating the Raito should sit beside her. He instead sat on his bed, and crossed his arms.

Raito leaned forward slowly.

"What is your name?" He asked, almost aggressively.

The girl looked taken aback, and almost shocked. Her face contorted to caution and slight anger.

"We might get to that." She mumbled, looking away, her eyebrows drawn together. Exasperated, Raito leaned back on his bed, and looked around. Raito felt his stomach rumble. He had been eating now, but still very little. Raito decided not to eat again. The thought of food sickened him, the constant discomfort with his situation and general anger upset his stomach. However the lack of eating was getting to him, making him lightheaded, crabbier than usual, and weaker.

The girl looked downward, her hands clasping the bed.

"Maybe this wasn't what I thought. I probably thought wrong." She mumbled.

"What?" Raito asked, startled at the mumbles that cut through his thoughts. She stared dejectedly down at her hands. 'She's really strange. Abnormal….Which is probably why she's here. Obviously, Raito."

The hunger was getting at Raito's wit. This is probably another reason why he hasn't been eating. He was acting very irrationally lately, and it was freaking him out. He felt his control slipping on everything.

This girl had something he wanted though. And so, he shifted to her bed, and put his hand on hers.

She immediately pulled back, rubbing her hand like he had hurt her. She smiled a sort of awkward smile that reminded him of the first time L had smiled at him. Except with L he had felt very different.

She suddenly vaulted back, her hair spreading out underneath her as she lied down onto the bed.

Raito waiting a few seconds before he also leaned down to the bed beside her.

They stared at the ceiling in silence.

"I'm an orphan. I went to L's orphanage. I wasn't a very socialable kid." She said. Raito felt his ears perk up at the sound.

"I mostly stayed in my room. All of the adults were somewhat worried about me, they thought I couldn't talk. I heard them, talking to each other in whispers." She started whispering, mimicking the adults of her childhood.

"'I saw her at night, murmuring and rubbing her head.' 'I heard the strangest of noises.' 'She never speaks in class, her papers are always pictures.' 'Aren't you the art teacher?' 'Well, yes, but her pictures just use white and gray outlining, or it's black and monochromatic. So it's weird.'"

She shifted slightly.

"One day I heard a small blonde haired kid talking to a brown haired kid. The brown haired kid was playing Mario or something, and the blonde had all this chocolate in his mouth, I barely understood him!" She laughed.

"'Matt, L's coming today! Near is nearing his end! Awh yeah! Matt. Matty. MATTAH. MATT. GOD MATT LISTEN.'" She puffed out her cheeks as if chewing, laughing again. Her laughter jarred her efforts of imitating the boy and her cheeks puffed in and out while she attempted to hold the face.

She raised her hands, staring at them while she talked.

"I knew who L was. I was a gifted child; otherwise I wouldn't have been at his orphanage." Raito almost snorted. Of course he knew that. But he wouldn't want to put her off whilst she was useful to him.

Besides, this is was closer to not being-

"When he came, it was raining. But he just walked in like he didn't even notice." Raito nodded, and thought of the last day. A deathly shiver ran down his spine roughly.

"L looked up in the rain and saw me watching him. So I stared at him, not moving, wondering how old he was." She shifted again.

"L looked down and walked inside, and I kept staring out of my window. I heard footsteps up the stairs. One I hadn't heard before. I thought it might be him, but I disregarded this as silly. But then someone opened my door. I was frightened by the soft noise, and fell of the window. I scrambled back into the window, backing up all I could, breathing heavily. I shut my eyes tight." She sighed.

"When I opened my eyes, L was just squatting there on the floor, his thumb in his mouth." Her voice was filled with wonderment and awe.

"He suddenly vaulted forward, and I yelped and jumped back, not realizing in till then I had moved forward to look at him slightly. I shrank down into the cushions.

He asked if I was my name, and I nodded. He stared at me."

Raito felt anger surge through him at not hearing her name.

"He asked me if I'd like to come with him. I nodded, and started sucking my pointer finger. He smirked at me and pulled my finger out, to my chin. 'You will deform your teeth by sucking your finger.'"

She smiled.

"Then he took me away."

Ratio sat up, startled.

"What?!"

She looked at him, surprised. As if she forgot he was there while she was searching through her childhood places.

"He took me away. He lived in a big house. Correctly, we lived in the big house. With Watari, of course, but L was my big brother."

She leaned up on her elbows, her hair hanging behind her.

"He would leave, though." She sat up and hugged her knees.

"He left sometimes, and said that he had to go to bring justice to bad people. He never brought me with. He said he wanted to protect me."

Raito sat there, processing this L.

"I knew I was a secret. He sent me to as private school while he was away, but mostly he and Watari taught me. One day he called about the Kira."

Raito's eyes widened ever so slightly. He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. She stared at the wall, completely lost in this realm.

"He said he couldn't come home. 'Tell no one.' He said. And I heard he was dead. On the news."

She suddenly flew up; throwing a plate a nurse had left last night for her. It shattered on the wall.

"The frigging news!" She sat again, putting her head in her hands.

"Then he came home. He said he had to pretend." She looked at him.

"You were supposed to be friends, you know. I wasn't his friend. I wasn't right, you see. I'm not right."

She sighed, lying down again.

"And now we share a room. Life, thou art a cruel, ironic bitch." Raito opened his mouth to correct her, but then closed it.

Raito thought of L, of his mouth, and then blinked rapidly.

'Well, that was seemly random. What made me think of that?"

She turned over, and made as if sleeping.

If she didn't talk to him, well, he'd just get more bored.