Yay~! Welcome back! I'm really excited to write this. I'm so sorry that I've taken so long, summer has been kind of distracting. Thank you all so much for following along with the story! I'm so happy that there are people whom actually like it! Now, what you've all been waiting for… my fourth chapter! Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of it's characters. But I do own all of the books and both of the spin-off novels!

He looked at me as if he did not believe me for a while. "I see. It's nice to meet you Nicole. May I advise that you do not use, or even mention your real name. This is an Institution for detectives, after all." He paused for a bit. " Welcome." I believe he said this merely because he didn't know what else to say. I could still see his nervousness.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you to. I am aware of what this institution is for, but I'm not to interested in being a detective." he looked confused. "I may be a genius, but truly, in my heart, I want to be an artist." I said with a nod. He still didn't seem to understand, but dropped it, not wanting to begin an argument. The silence seemed to stretch on for a while. "How rude of you not to introduce yourself.." my heart was beating in my chest. Speaking my opinion was something I didn't do often. I wondered if maybe I was too rude and shouldn't have said it?

"Oh, I'm at fault, My alias is L. Address me however you wish though, to me it is just a label…"He stared at his feet as he fiddled with them restlessly. L? That is rather, familiar. I gasped. That was the name of the detective we were supposed to become!

I eyed him. "Are you certain?"

He looked at me like I was an idiot. "Of course I am. I have the utmost certainty that I am in fact L." I stared at him for a while. What do I say to that?

"Well, I'm not going to treat you special. To me you are but a nervous boy hiding in the forest."

"I was not hiding, I am simply enjoying the benevolence that the quiet scenery provides. I have no expectations of you of any sort. In fact you hardly matter to me at all. You're but an empty shell of no importance to me..What is your reasoning for your presumption that I'm nervous?" Wow for such a quiet looking guy he sure does talk a lot. That actually kinda hurt, though. Let's hope that I can change that.

"My presumption? There is no presumption. I know with certainty that you are nervous. It's the look in your eye. The lack of eye contact, your body language. You are terrifyingly a nervous wreck in every way. And you clearly pay no mind to your appearance..you seem as if you have no feelings but on the inside they swarm you. You feel resentment and try your best to ignore them but there are times like this, when you feel emotions overflow you, because of the mere scenery. But you don't reject it, no, you except it. Face it, you like the feelings. You want to be happy, you want to live. You yourself are not 'L', you are YOU. And you want to except that and BE you, but you can't. So you are struck again with the urge to hide your emotions. A vicious cycle that slowly gnaws away at your very being. You are always worried in the presence of others. You're worried they will see through and that they will know who you are. That they will know that this is not what you want. But no one ever does. They are convinced that all you want to do is solve cases for the good of others. So that is the cause of your nervousness, and it is clear to me. " I blushed when speaking of his appearance. I don't know why. My first thoughts told me that he was utterly beautiful, but if I step back and look at the guy, he's a creepy weirdo. He's strangely attractive though at the same time he scares me. I wondered the most about how he would react to this strange outburst of information that I didn't even know I had. But I was content with what I said.

He was silent, looking blankly at an over turned rock near by. I wonder if that's how he felt? Like an over turned rock. I looked at it to, as I waited for his response. The rock had blackish soil on it and pill bugs scurried all over it in a panic. Worms squirmed around in the dirt, unhappy to be exposed to the air. Some beetles could be seen around it. On the top side I could see moss from where it had bee- "I will have to except your observation of me. For, honestly it is completely true. I would have never admitted something like that, though there is no reason for this. Only you have been able to tell me what was obvious."

Surprised, I looked over at his face. He was staring at me with the same blank expression, but I could see in his eyes that there was sorrow and guilt. Did he want the truth all along? He reached out with his hand toward my face. I just sat there, frozen by his beautiful expression as he did. He poked the middle of my forehead with his middle finger. "I..suppose I am grateful of you. I needed someone to tell me this. You are right, but I have my duties, and I can not stop helping the world. I must continue." He looked so sorrowful.

I opened my mouth. How should I put this? I furrowed my eyebrows a bit. I took hold of his wrist, lightly holding it with my left hand. "If, if it is all right with you, I'd like to help you live for a while. I could come to your room and I could teach you how. Just for a while.."

He looked at me surprised. Then his face grew warm before all emotions disappeared. All aside from his eyes. He let me see them. The whole time we spent together, he would always let me see his beautiful eyes and the emotion behind them. "Yes, please. I would like that…thank you." He smiled at me, which caused me to let go of him. He stared at me a bit before leaning against the tree. I leaned against it right next to him.

It was a beautiful day with a beautiful breeze. We sat there in silence for hours. And that's how my wish came true, and I got my best friend….

So there you have it! The analogy with the over turned rock was actually a complete accident, but in the end it worked out. I really hope everyone liked it, and again, sorry for the wait. I'm sorry it's so short. I look forward to writing more.

~Yume-Sama