I sat up, and I walked to the kitchen. L was on his laptop, apparently talking with someone.

"Yes... thank you, Ms. Belle. Next, Raye Penbar."

"What are you doing?"

L looked over at me.

"I can see you just got up, judging by your bedhead." I looked up at my hair. Well, as much as I could. From what I could tell, it was all over the place.

"Well, I wouldn't sound so smug about it, if I were you. You always have a bedhead, and you don't even sleep."

"Probably true. I never do anything with it. I don't even bother."

I laughed and sat next to him.

"You still didn't answer my question."

"Oh, right. I'm contacting the FBI agents, and telling them who they are supposed to follow."

"Ah."

He punched some numbers into the keypad that he plugged into his laptop.

"I told Raye Penber to be alone at this time to contact me... so he should be out of the public right about now." He pushed the "3" key. "Raye Penbar, this is L. Yes. The Yagami family and the Kitamura family. However, I would like you to focus on Light Yagami, and Hideaki Kitamura, seeing as they are both most likely to be Kira in those families. But, still, inspect the whole family. Yes, that is how I see it. Thank you, Mr. Penbar."

"Do you need any help with anything?" I asked.

"No, I believe that I am fine. But Nami, I feel that some of the members of the Task Force are starting to distrust us. I would like you to learn some sort of protection for yourself by looking at online videos, just incase a situation comes up. I doubt there will be, but there is a chance, and I wouldn't want to risk it. I have already learned many different defense mechanisms, but I will help you if you need it. If you don't mine me suggesting, I think you should try capoeira, but that's just a suggestion."

I stared at him for a second. It was almost like he was commanding me to, as if I had no say in it. I seriously didn't mind, though. He wanted me to learn self-defense, and he was probably right about some of the Task Force not trusting us. No, he was right about it. So I nodded, ate a chocolate strawberry, and left to the room that had my laptop. I was given a case, so that became my priority for the day. At about 2:00, I took a break for an hour or two, and started to learn capoeira, as L requested. Then I looked in the newspaper for recorded deaths by Kira.

Ichiro Nakamura. My birth father.

Ayako Nakamura. My birth mother.

Honestly, I felt relieved. I felt horrible about feeling relieved, but I did. I still hated Kira, so much. But, then again, they were my parents... no, I wouldn't forgive. Not after what they did to me. Not after what they put me through. Not after how they "punished" me. Not after my childhood.

Goodbye.

"L?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"Can I... keep this newpaper?"

"Why do you want to?"

"Come here."

He walked his hunched back over to where I was sitting. I pointed to the names.

"Nakamura..."

"Yes. Can I... keep this... to record the day of their death?"

He nodded. I took the newspaper into the bedroom and shoved it under the bed I slept in.

I went back to my case.

But the whole day, I was thinking about the strangest things after that. Just things. Not neccessarily about my parents, but something about their death made me think more about things. It, surprisingly, helped me solve my daily case earlier than I had planned. It just made me pay attention to every thing. I had no idea why, but I just did. For the rest of the day after that, I worked on the capoeira. Then I went to bed.

The next day, it was forgotten, as if nothing had happened.

I woke up to L packing some bags.

"L...?" I asked.

"We're switching hotels."

"Oh. I have nothing to pack, so I'll help however I can."

"Hot chocolate and marshmellows?" he asked. I nodded, and made two mugs of it. I added extra marshmellows to L's mug, of course. He can never have too many. I handed him the mug, and he sipped it strangely, like he always did. I sat on the couch, attempting to sit like he normally did. I sipped my hot chocolate. It burned the roof on my mouth. How could he drink it when it was so hot? Why am I not suprised? He can do almost anything.

I waited for it to cool, drank it, then grabbed my laptop and left the hotel.

L and I drove to one a few blocks from the old location. We checked in, headed up to our hotel, and unpacked the small amount of things that we had in our bags. I opened my laptop to see what case I was assigned, and I had an email from Watari.

Nami.

How are things going for you too? I'm at my orphanage located in America, currently. All of the children really are quite amazing, as far as mental ability goes. There are a lot of people like you here, but no one nearly as talented, I'm afraid. I hear from L that you two are solving your cases with extreme ease.

I'll be back in Japan soon enough. I think that I'll leave tomorrow. See you soon!

Watari

I sent him a message back.

Watari,

We're doing fine, so far, thank you. I don't know if L told you, but we switched hotels. And yes, I have been solving my cases quicker than usual, now that I think about it. Maybe my skills are improving.

See you soon!

Nami

The next day after that, Watari came home.

A few days from then, I was watching the news when I saw something strange.

A busjacking.

There was a weak video of it, but the bus sercurity cameras don't have the best quality. I could barely make it out. But in the back, I saw a face that I recognized from L's computer. I saw his face clearly.

Raye Penbar.

The odds of him just appearing on a bus, where there is a busjacking, while inspecting the Kira case...

...are slim to none.