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L sat hunched over at Watari's desk, looking at horrible pictures from a murder case in Italy. The bodies were practically turned inside out. Blood and guts were spilled over the floor and the skulls were bashed in. This was defiantly the work of an experienced mass murderer. He stared at the files for a while until someone knocked on the door. "Yes?" The door didn't open. L sighed, "Who's at the door?" His voice didn't betray his irritation. Again, someone knocked. Groaning, L stood up. He shuffled across the clean office towards the door. He turned the doorknob with just his index finger and thumb. The door swung open and L's face met with a soft sticky substance.

Jennet laughed like crazy when she realized she had hit L square in the face with the cream pie. It slowly slid of his face and fell to the ground. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

L stared at Jennet in complete shock. She raised her hand and wiped some of the whipped cream of off his nose and stuck it in her mouth, "Sorry, but ever since I got here you were working on that creepy case of yours, I just thought you needed some fun." L gave her an irritated look, "Firstly, you came here yesterday, so I don't really see why a day's work sounds that much. Secondly, I fail to see the fun in smashing a cream pie in someone's face."

Jennet laughed again, "Well, then we should find something for you you do think is fun." She grabbed his hand and pulled him with her. "Can I wash my face first?" L deadpanned.

Watari walked through the halls after the thousandth time he had to pull Mello of off Near. As usual it had been about practically nothing. Suddenly he heard Jennet's voice around the corner, "Oh stop whining, I thought you loved sweet things." L's answered her in a neutral tone, "Yes, but having a cream pie stuffed in my face isn't-" At that moment Watari rounded the corner, and he saw the strangest thing he saw L do in… well… ever since L was born: he was holding hands with Jennet, his face was smeared with whipped cream and a faint blush was noticeable on his pale cheeks. Watari just stared at the young detective, grabbed his handkerchief and wiped his forehead.

Jennet grinned at Watari, "Uh… hey? I was going to show L some fun. Er, is that okay?"

L quickly yanked his hand away from Jennet and started to shuffle backwards to where they came from. Jennet noticed and before he could walk away, she grabbed his shirt, "ALRIGHT! Thanks Watari!"

"Please let me go. I would very much appreciate it." Jennet laughed maniacally at L's failed attempts to bat her hand away from his collar, "Nah, we are going to the kitchen!" L stopped struggling and looked at her with his gun black eyes, "I suppose I can clean my face there and you'll let me go back to work."

Jennet grinned and just pulled him along. L shook his head, he had never been treated like this. Everyone just saw him as an object, an ugly freak, whom had no feelings and no emotions. He was not used to this madness.

Jennet strode down the hallway, passing by playing kids. As she reached the kitchen door she opened it with a graceful swing of her arm, "Let's bake a cake!"

The kitchen was a big white clean room. Everywhere you looked, cooking devices were placed in every single free spot you could think of. In the middle of the room, a tall boy with a gray beanie was unscrewing the bottom of a blender. The boy looked up and stared at Jennet, a grin forming on his lips, "I see you got the nerd out of his cage. For a new one, that is pretty impressive."

Jennet walked up to him and extended her arm, "Jennet Cart-" The boy cut her of roughly, "I know who you are, hell, the entire Wammy's knows who you are. I am Mike, but my nickname is Beanie Boy." Mike seemed to be 16 years old, 1.95 meters long and constantly bugged by his wobbly big-framed glasses.

L rocked on his heels and walked over to the sink. Turning on the water he heard Mike talk about his building and computer skills. L splashed the water in his face and washed the whipped cream away. When he was done he turned around and was met by Jennet's beaming face, " How about that cake?"

30 minutes and a whole lot of L trying to escape and Mike making things explode, the cake stood in the oven. Jennet's face was covered in cake batter since L decided to get some revenge and pushed his dirty fingers in her face and hair, and the black and white stripped pajama pants and black short-sleeved T-shirt she wore were wrinkled and also smeared with the batter.

Jennet grinned as she realized the perfect payback for the batter attack. She slowly reached for the flower as Mike realized what she was going to do and dashed out of the kitchen. L looked at her sweetly smiling face and- POOF! Jennet had thrown a hand full of flower at him. The white powder twirled through the air and got stuck in his hair as Jennet fell to her knees in laughter. It tickled in L's nose and before he could help himself he sneezed in an explosion of the white snowy powder. This caused Jennet to laugh harder and L felt his lips curl into a small silly grin.

"You are LAUGHING!" Jennet almost screamed and threw her arms around his shoulders, at least, she tried but was too small and just settled with his upper arms. His reaction was priceless, he completely stiffened and his usually hunched back straitened completely.

L couldn't put his finger on it, but it felt so weird. Someone touching him like that. He had never liked any physical contact but the way she ignored his behavior and just constantly touched him felt almost… right…

There you have it sweeties, L realizes Jennet isn't like the others. Also, in the next chapter you'll get information about Jennet's past. Which won't be pleasant. So stay tuned and please, if you've read this story up until now, REVIEW! I am dying to know what you think of this story. Uhm.. I guess that was all… *Shifty eyes*

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