"What are you doing?" A young girl asked. Her hair was in a messy pony tail, the young boy looks up at her before looking back down. He notices that she's smiling even though she has tears streaming down her face. "Playing." He mumbles.

Silence…..

She's still here, he can't help but think. But she doesn't say anything. Until finally she says.

"What are you playing?"

He hold up the cars. "Cars." Still not facing her.

"Where are they going?"

Finally the boy turns to face her. Realizing that her look of sadness has been replaced by a grown up look.

"Excuse me?"

She takes a seat, her Tweety bird pants rolling up a little bit.

"Are they going some where? Who's in the car? What's the plot? The reason?" She asks all at one, a piece of brown hair falling onto her still wet face.

"It's just cars."

The five year old gets up, and walks out. Calling behind her. "Have fun with your just cars."

The Next day:

The young boy walks into the cafeteria, grabbing his lunch and sitting at an empty table. About ten minutes into his lunch the door burst open. Revealing a boy and a girl .

Matt and the girl from the play room come walking in. Rodger walking sternly behind them.

"Sir! We were only playing a game!" The hazel eyed girl say with a pout.

"Yeah!" Matt chants.

"Go sit down!" Rodger orders as the two scurry off.

The boy watches as the two get ice cream, the red headed boy moves to go sit with a big group of people while the girl walks over.. Here?

"You should talk to people."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm different."

"We all are."

Once again he finds him self looking up at the girl, today she was dressed in a hello kitty shirt and jeans. Her hair in long pig tails. She looked…. Nice.

7 years later:

"Come on Near!" A twelve year old girl screeches jumping on top of the unsuspecting boy.

The white haired boy rubs his eyes, his black orbs meeting her bright hazel. "Fallen?" He asks.

"Yes?" She seems to be bursting from excitement. "Why are you on top of me?" She blushes rolling off of his bed. "Near you know I have my first modeling gig today! You promised you'd come!" Her rosy pink lips come to a pout. And then he realizes what she's wearing. A pair of tight dark shredded jeans, and a tight black t shirt which exenterated her B+ cups as Matt called them. He blushed.

"I can't today." Her eyes widen and her sees a quick flash of hurt rush past them. "Why not?"

"We have class today." he didn't want to tell her that he would get angry if he saw her posing with a bunch of guys that he could never be like.

She looks down. "Rodger said you could skip remember?" Oh right. I open my mouth to think of another excuse, but her starts to babble. "No I mean it's okay you don't have to come, I'm fine with it, maybe Mello, or Matt, or Linda, can come with me. It's really okay don't worry about it!" And with that ran out.

And the white haired boy couldn't overlook the tears that streamed down her face.

The white haired boys content, happy smile turned into a from as the unconscious teenager tossed and turned in his bed.

The next day:

He waited for her at her door, he didn't knock he was just hopping that she was there to answer. She had to come back before class started! Not that he would ever tell her but he has all of her modeling dates written in an agenda under his history textbook. He knew she didn't have anything planned for today.

"Near?" someone called from down the hall, unfortanlly it was a guy. The white haired boy forces his face monotone as he turns to face the red head with the goggles.

"Hello." Was all he said.

"Are you waiting up for Fallen?" He asks curiously.

"Yes."

"Don't. Mello called me, she got another offer from a really famous fashion designer. She wanted someone to come with her so she asked Mello to. Their in Japan for a week.

The face in the boys sleep turns from unhappy to worried.

A few hours later:

Matt has decided to become Near's lap dog apparently. Without Mello, he can survive hanging out with Fallen. While she challenges him to every game he owns in my room. But with out either of them here, he was in despair, completely silent. Not even making a weird inference on how his chocolate pudding would come to life and eat peoples souls.

While Matt was obviously in despair, The white haired boy was fuming. Jealous that Mello got to go around the world with her. Mello was better then him in so many ways. And he didn't make Fallen cry that was a + on his part.

Suddenly the speakers come on.

"Hello students of Wammy's this is L."

The face of the students went slack as they all started to pay attention.

"As you know I have been very busy, to busy to come here. Now I will tell you why."

Matt's emerald eyes grew wide.

"I have been in Japan working by myself on a case , Criminals all around the Kanto region of Japan have been dieing from heart attacks. Some one is obviously causing these deaths. I have called to inform you that I may not come out alive. And I will be requesting the help of the Japanese taskforce and the FBI. That is all.

I knew I should be worried about L. About the life I so many people. But all he could think about was one person.

Fallen.

The unconscious boy let a tear fall from his eye. His body drenched in sorrow.

A week later:

"Hey were back!" Mello yelled and suddenly a rush of kids came down to see the model and the escort. All yelling a chorus of did you hear. Fallen shook her head. Which had suddenly been filled with curls.

"Rodger informed us. It just means we'll have to work hard to catch him!" She said determination filling the 5's eyes. The kids all nodded their head. Then started asking questions about how their trip was.

But I couldn't hold back anymore. I rushed up to her and hugged her.

All the kids stopped and I could feel my cheeks burn.

His cheeks turn a light pink.

And then she hugs me back her, soft arms around my neck as I pull her closer, hands around her waist.

"I missed you." I whisper my lips almost touching her neck.

"I missed you to." She whispers back.

"I love you."

Three days later:

Some how my room became the place to hang out. At least for our group of friends. Mello had a refrigerator in there to keep his chocolate from melting. Which he was chewing on right now and studying,

Linda was on the other side of her room with her easel, she claims my room has the best light. Matt was playing Xbox, and Fallen was on my bed with a notebook.

I walk over to her. Laying down on my white sheets. Were so close.

"What are you writing?"

She blushes. "Nothing."

He can't help but smile. Leaning back against the wall of the bed. Almost unconsciously she leans back as well, her head in my shoulder.

"Why won't you show me."

"Because it's not good."

I look into her eyes. Which has always been able to get me what I want.

"Fine here."

"Fal-."

The last day:

She looks at me through her tear streaked face. As she said the words. "I'm getting adopted."

My world came crashing down. I wanted to cry, to scream, to punch something. But I didn't. I looked at her and said "Good for you." "Near… Kira's alive. I can't just leave Wammy's."

"You were adopted you have to."

"Near… I need to tell you something…"

I look up, her tears just won't stop falling. I want to wipe them away but I know I can't. She will be even more hurt.

"Yes?"

"I'm in love with you…"

"No."

She burst out crying. "Look I'm sorry okay! I can't control how I feel! You don't have to feel the same way!"

I look down. I need to say this. "I'm sorry but… I don't feel the same way."

She nods her head, crying. She believes me. And it's heartbreaking.

"I know I'm sorry. I have to go pack."

And an hour later I watched from the window, as she walked out of Wammy's hugging all her friends for the last time, but kissing Mello and Matt on the cheek. Before going into the car, and leaving forever.

"Fallen!" The white haired boy yelled. Before realizing where he was at, and that she wasn't coming back.

He ran a hand through his messy white hair and walked to class….

A/N: So yeah more Ouran will be in the next chapter. But remember everybody has a different outlook on her past.