School had never been important to me yet I always seemed to pass with straight A's, it was that way with everything I did, on the rare occasions that I did fail or make a mistake I didn't stress over it like my mother would have nor did I fight to become better, to never make that mistake again like father did, no, not me, I just accepted that a mistake was made, after all you can't live life without failing at something or without making at least one mistake.

What was my mistake? You may ask, well like most stories it starts with a boy. I first met him when I was 90 years old –looking no older than an 18 year old- and he was only 23 at the time –I thought he was only 19 at the very oldest- his name was L, what kind of name is L? Well it's the name of the world's top detective... only I didn't know it at the time.

My story begins on the hot summers day is England, surprisingly hot considering summer was meant to end in a few days but I guess these were just the times we lived in now. I was following the trail of a demon, even if it was modern times there were still demons around, in fact there were currently over a thousand good demons living in the world. I know what you might be thinking 'only a thousand? That's not much' but their just the good demons that use their... abilities to help the human race now bad demons, well no one knows how many of those are around in the world but I have been here -in England- for about a year now and I have killed over 50 demons so you do the math how many might be in the whole world.

Anyway the good demons in the world have actually started a business; well it's not really a business, more of an organization. You see every demon is meant to be registered with them, it's not to make sure they stay good or anything it's so if a demon dies we can get there before the humans find out their not well human and of course so we can help them relocate and give them new lives once people notice they don't grow old, it's tough being a demon in this time but at least their alive.

What do I mean by we? Well I'm a part of this organization, I was recruited about... well I guess it was over 60 years or so ago. I'm the youngest demon to ever become a field agent; I guess that's because of my parents. My father, he was a half demon and my mother was a priestess, an unlikely match but it is also because I have the ability to time travel to 500 years in the past. I guess they think that's helpful or something, I don't know, I only joined because well I don't have anything left to do really and of course it's extremely fun.

Like I said, I may be 90 but for a demon that's close to being a child... maybe I'm nearing a teenager in their eyes now? I don't know and it doesn't really matter to me, as long as I have a job to do and a place to stay I'm happy.

That's right, I was talking about L, well we meet when I was nearing my final day in London when I heard about a case and it sounded like it was a case for me, I was right of course but the humans still got involved.

The case was simple, there was a demon going around kidnapping kids –and more than likely eating them- and I was hired to take out the demon and let the humans find the kid but well like I mentioned before I'm still young and when I saw the human that was on the case I thought the kids would never be found and instead of leaving like I was meant to I went to go get the children when I ran into him.

I was surprised to see him there, he looked like a kid to me, a hopeless kid at that but I soon found out different when he arrested me as the main suspect even though the guy... or demon I should say, was already dead!

"Why were you there?" the strange voice asked me

I was currently inside some room, it was to white for my liking, really needed a splash of colour but anyway I was in this room that had only a single chair and a microphone and obviously some speakers hidden somewhere.

"I already told you, I was there to save the children"

"How did you find them?"

"You think your only one alive that could find them, seesh someone has an extremely high opinion of themselves"

There was a small click sound, they had stopped talking to me, I couldn't help but feel slightly proud of myself.

"Well this is no fun" I muttered after a while "HEY! You can hear me out there right?" no one said anything "I know you can hear me, look I have something to tell you ok"

"What is it?"

"Well this has been loads of fun and all but you see I'm supposed to be back in japan by tonight and if I don't leave soon I'll miss my flight so how about you pick up a phone and call... damn now what was that number..." I walked around the room pretending to be typing it into a phone; you would think after 60 years I would remember it. "THAT'S RIGHT! Ok call... wait was it... 101-81-3... No that's not right... 001-81-3-9476-4729 that's right, yeah call that number and then just mention my name and they will put you through to the main office"

I had been in trouble a lot of times before... never in a room this elaborate but still I was known around the office for my trouble.

"And what is your name"

"Didn't I tell you?"

"No"

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, my name is Higurashi... actually just mention Higurashi and they will know who you're talking about"

Everything went silent for a while, I guess whoever this guy was was calling the number. It had been over an hour or maybe because I was extremely bored it felt like that long, well it doesn't really matter, all that mattered was that I was EXTREMELY bored. At first I just walked around the room but now I was trying to do all these trick things I had seen on Kaleido star, some anime that has been on TV for the past month or so.

I was half way through trying to do a handstand on the back of the chair when the creepy mechanical voice interrupted me and made me fall over.

"Ouch" I muttered rubbing my ears; I guess doing things like this wasn't safe when you had ears on top your head. "So am I free to go?"

"No, I was given permission to detain you"

"WHAT!" I shouted jumping up "those rotten bast..."

"Or you can help me by finding the real culprit then you will be free to leave"

"Really? Yeah ok, that sounds good"

"Second he lets me out I'm leaving, after all the demon is already dead"

"Oh I was also told to tell you that if you escaped then you will get a level 3 slip"

"Level 3... That seems a bit harsh"

Well that was the end of my escape plan. A level 3 slip meant I would be banned from hunting demons, killing demons, having anything to do with cases for 15 years. They didn't have a level 3 slip until I joined, actually I don't think they had any slips until I joined, I just wasn't one for playing by the rules.

"Fine, I guess that leaves me no choice, looks like I have a new partner"

"I am in charge of this case and we are not partners"

"Gesh, touchy much, you need to lighten up, oh hey I don't even know your name, if we're going to be partners I should at least know your name"

"You may call me L... and were not partners!"

"Not yet" I added in "so when do I get let of this box? It's to white for my taste... actually if you want to give me some paint I could fix it..."

Everything went dark and there was no more talking.

"Hello?... YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE IN THE DARK!" I screamed out "AT LEAST GIVE ME SOMETHING TO EAT, I'm STARVING" but no one answered me "fine then, at least now I can't see the white" I sulked

I was awoken the next day by bright lights and the sound of a door opening. My head jerked up and I started to fall backwards, I had fallen asleep sitting up in the chair so when I feel down with it hitting my head.

"A little warning would have been nice partner"

"Were not partners" he muttered

"Oh hey, no electronic voice today?" I asked sitting up rubbing my head just below my ears

That's when I first got a good look at him, when I was detained he wasn't really in view, there were other people around him blocking my view. He was slightly hunched over and had his thumb near his mouth –it looked like he was going to suck it or chew on his nails or something- his hair was jet black and his eyes seemed to be the same with black around them, he was fairly pale and wore baggy jeans with a baggy white shirt, over all he looked like a kid.

Me on the other hand, I was opposite to him... well not completely opposite. I had white or silver hair, depending on the light really, my eyes were golden, my skin was a nice golden brown tan –England has nice sun tanning weather sometimes- I was wearing a pink shirt –slightly frilly at the ends- with spaghetti straps that reached my thighs with light blue shorts that reached just above my knees. A lot more cheerful then him anyway, oh and did I mention that I had white ears on top my head that people called 'dog ears'? Well it makes sense that people call them that, after all I am a dog demon.

He wasn't looking at me directly, surprised me really most people always asked about my ears but this guy didn't seem to care.

"So what's going on? Am I finally getting let out of this boring box?"

"I was told you had special training for cases that involved things that couldn't be explained, is that true"

"Yeah I guess" I shrugged. This was beginning to sound like any other person with their thousand and one questions about my life that I can answer.

"Good, you're going to use that training to find the culprit because he has seemed to vanished into thin air"

"Him?"

"The children have identified the kidnapper as a him"

"So I'm off the hook then?"

"No, you could still be a part of it"

"Aww come on, you talked to my agency, the kids say it's a him and I explained to you that I was there to help so why am I still a suspect?"

"Your 'agency' seems suspicious; in fact I have people looking into them as we speak"

"Yeah I wouldn't do that"

"Why?"

"Well because they don't like it when people like you go poking their noses into places it doesn't belong"

"Is that so?"

"Yep"

"Hmmm"

So that wasn't the best thing I had done, he already thought I was some crazy lunatic –no doubt- and now I was telling him that the 'sketchy' agency didn't like people to look into them, if I was him I would be thinking something along the lines of that the agency was fake or that it was a group of people that went around doing illegal things... actually that wasn't too much of a stretch from the truth.

"So if the guy has vanished then maybe he is dead" I hinted

"What makes you say that?"

"because I'm guessing the first thing you did was set up some kind of surveillance on the place and he hasn't returned yet oh and if you took the time to talk to the kids, you know nicely and not all questionly then they would be able to tell you that he was killed but I'm sure you have done all that already right?"

"Questionly?"

"What? It's a word"

"No its not"

"Smarty pants" I murmured

"We did talk to the children and they mentioned some girl with dog ears that came and fought the demon"

"Demon? They actually said demon?"

"Yes"

"... well demon is such an overused word nowadays" I said waving my hand around

"So 'girl with dog ears' does that sound familiar to you"

"Nope"

He actually looked at me, throughout our whole conversation he hasn't moved a single mussel meanwhile I have been sitting on the floor rocking back and forward holding onto my feet trying not to fall.

"I normally get called 'monster' or 'freak' what else... oh yeah 'dog' of course but not 'girl with dog ears' perhaps 'dog girl' but that's about it" I smirked

"Why do you wear those ears?"

"Wear? Well that's a first, they are my real ears, see I can move them and everything" I said as I twitched my ears and flattened them against my head "so I don't really have much choice but to 'wear' them"

"They are your real ears, but how?"

"Well you see I was part of a government experiment, they melded my DNA with that of a dog and thus I have dog ears"

I loved telling people different stories; it was fun, especially waiting to see how long it took for them to realize I was lying.

"Well come on then Higurashi..."

"Bluch, don't call me that, reminds me of that creepy anime. Well if we're going to be working together then I guess I should tell you my real name" I smiled standing. I walked closer to him stopping only a few feet away with my hands behind my back and a huge smile on my face. "My name is Kimiko Higurashi, but you can call me Kimi k"