Why should I welcome
Your domination
Why should I listen
To explanations

I'm not pretending
To make it simple
Try to be something
Experimental

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are not for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

No longer waiting
Remove illusions
No more complaining
Forget confusion

No more compassion
Not sentimental
I am now something
Experimental

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are NOW for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are NOW for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are NOW for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

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Near watched the ridiculous SPK members flit around like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off. His tiny fingers danced over the pitted, black and white face of a domino. He counted the tiny dots slowly in his head, and then counted backward. 'One…two…three…four…five…five…four…three…two…one.' He had just announced that they would be moving from Los Angeles to Tokyo that day because of the risk of a Kira supporter attack; Linder had yelled at him that it was unnecessary, but he had gave her a pointed look that very clearly said 'Shut. Up.'

The small seventeen year old threw the tiny square of plastic to the toy-riddled carpet, and stood slowly. His stocking clad feet shuffled gracefully over fallen robots, dominos and other various thing he had to state his boredom. His small hands primly picked up one of the squishy, rubber finger puppets that was set precariously over a large map that one would normally see in a toddler's room. He picked up the small 'Near' finger puppet that was currently sitting on the state California, right beside the puppets of Mello and Matt; his ice-blue eyes studied the miniature before he set the puppet on the country of Japan right beside the masked Kira puppet.

The late-L's case notes sat beside the albino; he slid a grey eye to the top file that contained all of the last L's suspects. It was only filled with one paper. Yagami Raito. Near thought, holding up the sheet of paper to exam; the male's startling beauty smirked up at the albino.

Deep honey eyes danced with a wicked brilliance stared at the small seventeen year old from the recent photograph. Near's fingers tightened unconsciously on the creamy white paper, and a small half-smile lifted his colorless lips.

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Haa, T.a.T.u!