AN: This really isn't going the way I planned but if you guys stick with it I know it can be good!!

Back to the place where everything started. I have not seen Roger in person in almost a year. I was not surprised he requested my visit.

I sat normally in chair across from his desk.

He curiously looked at my new sitting position curiously but changed his mind last minute and decided not to ask his question.

"Well L I've thought about our conversation and I believe you could benefit from interacting with the children and staff here, at the orphanage."

I continued to look at him.

"When you where a child here you knew everyone was crazy about L, he's a great celebrity here. Nothing has changed. They look up to you... Are those the same pajamas?"

"These are bigger in size."

"...of course they are."

"In any case I think you should stay here for a while as a staff member while learning more about your potential successors, even though you've chosen."

I thought I put finger in my hair. Stay here again, but this time acting as an employee while watching... it could help and I am familiar with the place. It might even be considered a normal job.

"I'm very old and everyone would believe me if I were to say I was training you to become my successor. I can guess your not good with kids but you will learn as you watch me. I need help with these things."

He stared at me.

I continued to look at him.

He cleared his throat.

"What do you think about it? Will you do it?"

"Yes... I will take the job."

This was a faster way to get what I wanted and it seemed somewhat exciting to go to the place where it all started and where I had almost everything I could have ever wanted.

"When do you want to start?"

"Now would be good."

"Good. Now I see no need to hide your identity as Near but no one can know your L."

"Understood."

Though I looked the same I always did, I really wanted to be Near again.

"I'll call down Zac and tell him to get your things transferred. You should walk around and see the place."

I slowly stood and left feeling the urge to walk to my old room. I could feel the stares of children on me as I walked though the playroom, down a few hallways to my door. I walked in taking in its new appearance. From the pink decorations I could tell a young girl stayed here. She had pink and purple things and pictures everywhere. She had no chance of ever being L if she held on to these people. I sat on the bed thinking of the careless days of being number one and playing simple games.

Somehow I fell asleep in the girl's bed. I awoke to the scream of a small girl. She looked about ten years and started crying into her hands. Someone that sensitive could never be L.

"Sorry." I stood and left. I could still see her standing in the doorway so my apology was not successful.

When will my toys arrive?

Thank you for your time. Some comments or something would be appreciated. (Even if you really hate it.)