Two days after meeting Watari, Nate was just barely waking up when he heard two sets of feet coming towards him. Worriedly, he glanced over and saw Watari and a strange young-adult with wild, black hair, hazel eyes, a white shirt and blue, baggy pants. "…Nn?" He slowly sat up and looked at them.
"Nate, I'd like you to meet someone." Watari said, smiling at the boy's waking up.
The young-adult walked over and pocketed his hands. "I am L."
Nate blinked and then shook his head. "Nah, you're bluffing. This is all a joke. L wouldn't look like a zombie."
"Oh, really?" The man smiled and then leaned in closer to him, the smell of sugar on his breath. "Test me."
Nate thought a bit, then asked about a case he knew L had finished – how did he figure it out? And the man thought a bit before explaining how he figured it out, a smile forming on the white-haired boy's face as he spoke. Still, he wanted to keep testing him, so he asked him about more cases, to which the man replied to smoothly and easily. After about twenty-four questions, the man finally sat down on the stool and place his thumb at his mouth, chewing the thumbnail. "Do you believe me now, Nate?"
The boy looked close to laughter, and nodded. "But, why are you coming to see me, L? I mean, don't you have more important things to be doing, rather than visiting orphans?"
"Actually, I asked him to come." Watari smiled. "You see, L may possibly die someday – either by age, sickness, or dying while on a case, I don't know." He placed his hands on L's shoulders. "Whammy's House is where we teach children to be the next L. And I think you're a perfect candidate, Nate." He pulled out a folder. "I hope you don't mind, but I asked your school for your school records, and you've aced all of your classes. That is why I'm taking you to Whammy's House."
Nate blinked and blushed a bit, looking down. "Well…I guess you're right about my acing them…but, L is so incredible…how could I ever reach his level?"
"I think you could." L said, nodding. "I have high expectations of you, Nate."
"B-But, I do crimes!" He looked over at where his clothes were folded. "Will you please reach into my left pants pocket?"
L nodded and got up before he walked over and, blinking, pulled out a doll. Then he walked over and sat on the stool and handed the doll to Nate. "How do you do crimes, Nate?"
"I…I specialize in Black Magic. I use Voodoo and other stuff…" He mumbled, looking at the doll. "This one doesn't have the hair in it, so it's alright to play with it, but…" He looked at L.
L smiled. "Have you ever killed anyone, or used it when not in self-defense? Watari told you, didn't he? We looked at your file, we know what you can do and have done, and it's nothing to merit jail." He reached over and brushed Nate's bangs out of his face. "You're perfect for Whammy's House, Nate." He then stood up and left the room, going to get some candy. Watari stood up and went to go talk to the nurse, leaving Nate alone.
Nate lay back down and closed his eyes, trying to appear asleep as the door opened and three sets of footsteps came close to him. "So, Nate's going to a creepy school to turn into even more of a freak?" He felt his head get tilted back as something neared his neck. "Not if we can help it!"
Nate started to open his eyes, then opened them fully and blinked as he saw a black-haired figure throw one of the kids out the door, then turn to show himself as L. Nate sat up and smiled happily as he saw L throw the other two out as well, then he looked at something. "Uhm…L? What's that?"
"Bad." L said firmly, throwing it away. "That's it, we'll have to have you recover at Whammy's, or a hospital in England. Your classmates are clearly out to kill you." He walked over to him and hugged him gently. "Don't worry, you're safe now."
Watari came in with the nurse. "L, Nate, we're moving to England."
L smiled. "I was just about to suggest that. His classmates just tried to kill him."
And so, that night, Nate moved from the hospital in Thailand to the jet plane that was over the ocean. He dozed through most of it, and awoke in a hospital hours later. L was sitting next to the bed. "Welcome to England, Nate." He said softly, then pushed aside the window's curtain to show him outside.
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Yes, they tried to kill him. I'm not sure what it is, but it's a combination of chemicals that would drive him into insanity and force him to kill himself, if the poison doesn't kill him, first.
Yay, on the way to England without knowing a lick of English! *nervous laughter* Oh, Nate.
Review please, or he'll never get to Whammy's House!