Helloo~~

Surprisingly, I updated not that late! -clapping-

So to the comments!

italyPASTA13: I didn't want him to leave either! But, you know...^^" I read your story! And reviewed! It had a great beginning friend! =] Thanks for reading!

DarkAngelJudas: -nods head- He is isn't he? Okay, stop there, just stop guessing what's gonna happen okay? (you keep on getting it right =.=") Thanks for reading!

Xxana: Oooh~ A new reviewer I see? -grins evilly- So did I, but I have a twisted mind so sadly not :I Agreed! And I'm the author, lol xD Thanks friend and I hope it ends like that too! (you never know...even as the author -.-') Thanks for reading!

Read it, comment and most of all LOVE IT! =]

The wind whipped Nears pallid face as he walked out of the hospital building, supposedly a car was going to be picking him up to take him back to Wammy's, but said car was nowhere to be seen so Near began to walk.

While he walked, towards the direction he supposed lead to the orphanage, he mulled over what had been going on in his head, to sort out the jumble of memories that kept on flashing in his mind.

First, he had figured out that he liked Mello and pretended to be oblivious, observing Mello's movements, cautious to make his own because he was fairly sure Mello like him too.

So why was he so violent towards him? "I hate you…" Those words seemed to hurt more than they ever did before, but Near wasn't going to show it.

He was officially done with emotions.

They were too hard to understand and he felt it better to be the scientific definition of 'alive' rather than being the being that got tangled up in every single bit of feeling there was.

Second, his Father had come back and that idiot, without checking any records, willingly handed Near over to him, "Asshole." Near murmured, crossing his arms.

Third, his Father took him back to the 'place,' Near shuddered at the thought as suddenly the memories of all the things the people did to him came rushing back to him. Pushing the thoughts away, he remembered how fourth, in less than two days, Mello and Matt had came to him.

And this is the part that stumped Near the most, why didn't they just call the cops? Come in to contact with Watari? It's not that he was annoyed that they saved him, he was more than grateful to be out of that place, it was just that had they handled it differently, they wouldn't have had to get hurt.

Last of all Mello than decided that he was going to leave, for the most stupid reason, Near just couldn't believe it, but he knew there was something big going on, it wasn't just the reason that Mello had given out.

Near didn't like it.

Everything, he didn't like it, he just wished he could get some peace and go back to the way it was before, when he didn't have to feel, care, worry and all that.

Sighing he came into an area that he faintly recognised, though it was a distant memory, not a road that led to Wammys, somewhere else.

Walking down the deserted street he took notice of how all the houses looked rundown and uninhabited, must have been a fairly rural area back when it had people inhabiting it, all the houses where one storey and small, some crumbling, a very cheap area to live.

Passing all the houses, he came across one that caught his eye, a thousand reminisces flashed through his mind as his feet dragged him through the rusty front gate, creaking as it opened. When he came up to the door, he hesitated, there was something about this place that held a big part of him, but also held a scary memory.

Pushing the door open, he peaked inside, it was obviously uninhabited, the place was charred from fire, it couldn't be repaired with just a few adjustments, but it was still standing surprisingly.

"Where am I?" Near whispered, going down the main corridor of the house.

"Darling! You're home! Did you have fun at school today?" A beautiful woman knelt down beside him, pinching his chubby cheeks.

"The kids were mean to me again Mummy!" The little boy whined, a tear slipping from his cheek as he lifted his shirt, there were bruises all over his body.

"Oh dear!" She exclaimed, her eyes filled with worry, "Let's go put some ice on that while I ring the School." She said, her voice soft…caring…

"Mum?!" Near shouted, running through the house, suddenly he knew, he knew all of the corridors, all of the rooms, all of the cupboards.

In specific, the memory he remembered was the last one he had of his Mother before she died later that night, the doctor confirmed the cause and Near had been left all alone.

They've all left him.

Everyone.

Slowly, his shouts changed from 'Mum' to 'Mello' as he desperately continued to circle the house in laps, running everywhere, looking for the blonde haired boy, "Mello! MELLO!" He howled, he didn't want to be left all alone, not again.

Soon he stopped running, tears fresh and glistening on his cheeks, he really hated all of this, being left, the abuse, life itself. Life was too cruel to him, hadn't he been through enough already? He was not prepared for what Mello had told him, he was not prepared for his Mother to die, he was not prepared for his Father to rape him.

He wasn't prepared.

He wasn't prepared for all of these feeling that he had long since discarded, he wasn't prepared for the abuse to continue after he had thought he had escaped it at Wammys, he wasn't prepared for those he held precious to him to leave again.

Collapsing into a fit of sobs, Near fell to the ground, gripping his knees with his hands, his head buried in his lap, "Don't…go…" He choked between sobs.

"I thought you might be here, Near." An old, soft voice said from behind Near.

Quickly, Near rubbed the tears from his cheeks and turned around, "Sorry for not waiting for you, Watari." He said, trying to pull up his monotonic voice again.

"It's been a long time since I've last seen you cry…" Watari said, his eyes soft and full of warmth, "I was severely worried for you when you began acting the way you did at Wammys…" He sighed, frowning a little.

"It wasn't what you promised it to be."

"I beg your pardon?" Watari asked, looking down at Near.

"Wammys, you told me that it would be a nice place…that, that…" There it was again, Near could feel the sob form in his throat as he continued, "But it wasn't, you lied to me!" Near shouted, glaring up at Watari.

At first, he look taken aback by Nears harsh words, but soon he recomposed himself, "When I first heard you were being bullied, I was so very sad Near, I truly thought that the kids would be nice to you…" He said, a hint of remorse in his voice.

"Every kid is the same! If your different they automatically exclude you, as ironic as it sounds, I was the black sheep, or I was the white sheep and they were the black sheep!" Near continued, tears still flowing from his eyes.

"I know you're upset Near, but do really think your anger should be directed at me?" Watari asked, tilting his head a little.

Near sucked in a breath and quickly composed himself, "No…sorry."

"Mello told me that he was leaving for the airport today…I know he is of age to leave but I thought I might tell you first." Watari said.

"Is he gone yet?!" Near asked, whipping his head up to Watari.

"Sadly…yes." Nears expression fell a little, clenching his fists, he stood up.

"I want a ticket to his destination." He ordered, his eyes full of ferocity.

"Near?" Watari asked, startled.

"He's being an idiot! Just because L died, doesn't mean he has to leave! I don't care where he's gone, I'd cross the world for him!" Near revealed, "Please." He ended.

Smiling a little, Watari nodded his head, "Whatever you need…L."

Thanks for reading!

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-hands xbox 360- From italyPASTA13! -is panting-

Matt: OMFG THANKS SO MUCH! asdfghjhgfsadghjhgfdsfhg! -runs of screaming with delight-

I'm not sure...but I think he likes it ;)