A/N: Good to know my idea wasn't a fail. Thank you reviewers of epicness. So I had this written down already but I like to upload a chapter by the time the next chapter is written, so technically right now chapter three is already written. That's why there was a wait, not to mention the fact I had to update my other story that I kept everyone waiting forever for- and I still haven't done it because the chapter hates me! Anyways, read, enjoy, and review!
Chapter 2: Chess
"So, your Kira now? Isn't that a girlie name?" Matt asked Light once the blond was fully out of sight. Light resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"I'm Japanese, smart ass. Kira in my language means Killer in English." Light explained. Matt smirked at Light's attitude.
"Oh. Gomen nasai, Kira-kun. Nihongo hanashite imashita ga, wakarimasen deshita." {Sorry, Kira, I did not know we were speaking in Japanese.} Matt answered fluently.
"Perapera ni hanashimasu ka?" {You speak fluently?} Light asked. Matt shrugged.
"I try, with being basically in Japan and all." Matt stated.
"Iya da." {No way.} Light said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. Matt chuckled. "Anyways, why did you give Mello a chocolate bar when Quilish said for him to not eat any? And why in the world do you call Quilish Watari?"
"Well, chocolate makes Mello happy and when Mello's happy then everyone's happy. You'll learn that." Matt started to walk, leading Light with him. "And everyone calls Watari that. It's a pet name L gave him."
"And who is L?" Light asked as he was led down a long hallway.
"L can basically be called Watari's son. Watari adopted him when L was only three years old. When L turned five he was diagnosed with Avoidant Personality Disorder. He's the whole reason why there's a Wammy's Insane Asylum, because Watari felt the need to help." Matt explained as he stopped at a door.
"Well, that explains a lot." Light stated. "What are we doing here?"
"Introducing you to your roommate." Matt grinned as he knocked on the door and then entered. Light followed behind, entering the big white room. Two beds were in the middle of the giant space, making the room look smaller, covered with white sheets. White wooden desks were on either side of each bed, a lamp on the one in between the beds. At the foot of each bed was a dresser, with the same white wood as the desks, against the wall. Above the desk in between the beds was a window with white curtains.
[White. God, this place is blinding.]
There's a boy on the left bed, look. Clean face, dirty blond hair, chocolate brown eyes... Those eyes are almost like my own exact duplicate. And what's he doing sitting in his bed like that? Drawing? Yes, drawing.
[Oh, your so smart. I couldn't see the notepad from here.] Shut up.
"Hey, A. This is... Kira. He's your new roommate." Matt explained as the blond looked up.
"Hello. Nice to meet you. I like your hair." A greeted, smiling.
"Er, hi. Thanks." Light unconsciously ran a hand through his hair.
"What's wrong with you?" A asked, tilting his head confused.
Light shrugged, "I don't know, but what about you?"
A straightened his head and his grin grew wider. "I'm a compulsive liar."
Note to self: Never ask A anything.
[Note to self: Never go to an insane asylum.]
"Ah, interesting." Light stated as something small and brown on his bed caught his eye. "What's that?"
"That," Matt started with a smirk, "Is your journal. Everyone has one in this institution. It's supposed to help them vent, but I think it's to help them be less crazy."
"Comforting." Light stated with a sigh as he crossed his arms. Matt laughed.
"A, why don't we take him to meet your friends Near and L?" Matt asked.
"L? Alright." A shrugged, taking one last glance at his paper. Light craned his neck to see the designs on the paper, only to be greeted with a gothic B that soon disappeared as A closed the book and got to his feet. "Let's go Kira."
Light was lead out of the hallway, back past the main desk where Roger was sitting and typing at his computer. They went through another hall to a room where glass showed the inside of the room. Inside was a big empty room where many long tables were scattered about. The back wall held a cage that was locked shut by chains and a lock. Behind the closed gate were toys, loads and loads of toys. In front of the gate was a young boy.
White hair, palest skin I've ever seen, charcoal eyes... He fits in with the asylum, I must say.
"Hey, Near. This is Kira, he's my best friend." A stated, walking next to Near who looked at Light with a bored expression, curling a lock of hair.
"Hello, I'm Near. Now are you really Kira because I know your not A's best friend." Near explained.
"Yeah, I'm Kira, A's roommate." Light answered.
"That makes more sense, of course." Near nodded in acknowledgment.
"And what's up with you?" Light asked.
"A severe case of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder." Near stated. "Which reminds me that the third button up on your shirt is only halfway buttoned. Please fix it before I do."
"Your not gonna ask what's wrong with me?" Light asked as he fixed the button.
"No. I have no care for your personal being." Near explained as he looked back behind the cages. Light could easily read the charcoal eyes, the charcoal eyes filled with want, want for the toys hidden behind the bars.
"We're going to introduce Kira to L." A stated, grabbing Near's hand. "Come on! Come on!"
"To L? Now I know that's a lie." Near stated as he was dragged away by A. Matt and Light followed behind as they exited out of the room and down the hall. They made a turn to be greeted with many chairs and many tables that held giant chess pieces.
[Wow, they actually have chess here. How sad.] Can I ever think without having you interrupt?
Seated at one chair was a teenager about Light's age, playing chess by himself from the white side of the chess board, sitting with his legs to his chest. Mello was laying on a bench next to the teen, eating away at his bar of chocolate.
Pale skin, wild hair, endless but sleep deprived eyes. Now this is someone who I would expect to see in an Insane Asylum.
"That's L. He's really mean and not that smart but he's great at making friends." A explained and Light sighed, rubbing his neck.
"It's going to be hard to get used to the compulsive liar thing." He stated and Matt grinned.
"A's at least telling the truth about the first part. That is L, but like I said, he has Avoidant Personality Disorder. That means that he's scared to make friends because he believes that he'll lose them easily, and that will pain him to much. When he does make friends, he keeps them close, and does whatever it is possible to keep them. But don't let this whole disorder get you fooled, L has the highest IQ I know. In fact not a single person has ever even beat him in a chess match." Matt explained, watching as L moved the pieces on both sides of the board.
"Hey, Kira! Over here!" Mello yelled, calling the group over. L's fingers froze over the board as he watched them approach, keeping his eyes on Light the whole time.
"Hey, I'm L-Kira. I'm Kira..." Light stated and saw L's hand flinch as he talked to the teen. "And I'd move that piece over to that square."
Light lifted said piece from the table and moved it to the appointed square.
L just stared for a minute until he finally let his wide panda eyes blink. Then his fingers moved so that it took one of his own pieces in between his thumb and index finger and moved it to knock out the pawn Light just moved.
Light grinned and sat down across from L.
[He's silently challenging you. What're you gonna do? Fight him. Fight him and win.]
No, this is for fun. It would be cruel to do that with his disorder.
Light moved another of his pieces. L was quick to respond. Light took out one of L's pieces, L took out another of Light's. Finally L moved his pawn and Light's grin grew as he took out the queen.
"Checkmate." Light stated, locking his amber eyes with the obsidian ones before they were hidden by color matching hair.
"Holy shit... Kira, you beat L." Mello stated in disbelief, unconsciously biting at his thumb nail. Light made a disgusted face.
"That's a bad habit, Mello." Light stated. The blond only smirked as he roughly bit at the nail so it was forced to separate from the skin, leaving running crimson on his thumb while he chewed on the nail in his mouth.
"Mello has Impulse Control Disorder. In other word's he's a pyro who constantly abuses his own skin in various ways. The main being biting and scratching." Matt explained. Mello stood up and punched him in the arm, hard.
"I don't act the way I do because of this 'Disorder' you say I have. I act like this because it freaks people out, because it's wrong, because I just wanna scare the living shit out of everyone around." Mello explained with a snarl at Matt who only rolled his eyes.
"You are the most problematic brother ever." Near stated, twirling a lock of his hair. [Those two are related? In what universe?] "And by the way, your chocolate is melting more on one side then the other. Please fix it before I must."
"Don't you dare touch my chocolate." Mello growled, spitting out the nail so he could bite off all excess chocolate.
"Oh, that reminds me!" Matt said, searching his white uniform coat pockets for something. Finally he found his prize and smiled tossing the small box to L. "I snuck these from Watari, don't let him see you with those."
L didn't say anything, he just stared at Light and then down at his wiggling toes. Toes? He's not wearing shoes?
"I think I should go." Light stated, looking at L. Everyone nodded in agreement and the four left, leaving Mello and L at peace.
"Kira! Do you have any idea what you just did?" A asked in excitement.
"Uh, I scared the living shit out of L?" Light guessed.
"Pft! Hardly! You beat L at chess, no one has done that before! That means that you have a high intellect and L likes people of high intellect! When you played and when you won L was silent. If he didn't like you, if he didn't want to be near you- even if he was scared- he would have walked away, but he didn't. That's a major breakthrough with L!" A explained, practically bouncing. Light looked to Matt and Near.
"Can I believe him or is he lying again?" Light asked.
"That's one hundred percent truth, Kira. Truly the whole ordeal was remarkable." Near stated, hands stopped from twirling his hair. "Thank you for that."
Then Near walked away.
"Hey, Near! Wait up!" A yelled, running after the younger boy. Matt walked to Light's side so he could whisper.
"Do me a favor, Light?" Matt asked. "Try and play chess with L more often. That was truly nice."
Then Matt walked away after the two.
Does anyone around here know how to say goodbye?
[Does anyone know a sane person when they see them around here?] What sane people are there?
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L took a deep breath once Kira was out of sight. The air refilled his lungs so that he no longer felt tight and constricted but free and relieved. When he saw the new face, the chocolate honey hair and amber eyes, he wanted to curl up and hide. Then he heard Mello call the stranger Kira, the stranger was Japanese and so was the name, the name that meant Killer. And that name didn't help L to feel any more secure in front of the stranger.
Then when Kira came over and stuttered his name, then was when L knew it was just an alias, and then was when the genius mind got curious. Curious but still fearful. Surprise after surprise happened and Kira was actually able to play a well matched chess game against him, and ended up beating the raven haired teen. It was all too much to take in when L didn't feel like hiding anymore. He wanted to greet the stranger, learn more about him, but his fear still wouldn't let him. It held him back with a tight grip that suffocated him all the while.
And he hated it.
Mello looked at L as he started to take sugar cubes from the box Matt gave him by two fingers and lift them gently to his tong. The blond smiled.
"Your not scared of him." He stated, biting off a small piece of chocolate.
"Well that can be answered in two opposite ways, Mello." L answered after the sugar melted on his tong, the sweetness making all fear vanish completely.
"Don't give me that shit. You like him, I know these things." Mello grinned at the glaring L.
"Where did you put the lighter?" L asked, changing the subject.
"What lighter?" Mello asked confused.
"The one you stole from Matt when you punched him." L stated. Mello sighed, reached into his pants pocket and held out the lighter to L, who snatched it before the blond could bring it back.
"How'd you know I took it?" Mello asked as L walked away, never turning around to the blond as he answered.
"Because I know these things."