My Name..? (OC X Near)

Human Functions of Feelings

11's POV

It's been a while and now it was already night time. About, 8:30, to be exact. After I ate my dinner, I sat on the floor with Near as he started to ask a bit of questions. He was trying to complete a new set of puzzles as I sat there, staring at my index fingers, looking for another meaning to the number "11".

1. I am alone

2. Someone is watching over me

3. Signs to my real name

I wrote them down in the notes that I had in my room as Near began to ask questions.

"What was it that you noticed Misa Amane was a bit off?" Near asked me. I sighed and stared at my two index fingers again, which always helped me remember with things.

"She..., kept staring above my head..., and her eyes were a bit red. I'm assuming the Shinigami eyes," I told Near as he nodded, twisting the same curl in his hair as usual.

"That's what I suspected. My guess is that she's looking there because she's second Kira. She needs just a face with her Shinigami eyes that can see a person's name without a fail. But a person like you, 11, has no name," Near said and started to work on his puzzle.

"Also, it means that you're immune to being killed by the death note."

I sighed in relief as I fumbled with my two fingers as Near continued with his puzzles.

"If possible, you will be able to contact her through your cell phone, also asking to meet up some time. We'll have a wiretap attached to you and a small camera attached to your necklace," Near said as I nodded, balling my hands in fists.

"I'll come in disguise since Amane doesn't know much about me. Besides, people mistaken me as a girl," Near said and smiled as I lightly giggled.

"Also, they will probably think we'll be related. So, mention me as your older sister," he said as his humor joined in as I nodded, understanding that he was actually serious. He did some sort of signal to the rest of the SPK as they left the room. The only two left in the room were just me and Near, sitting on the floor like we were still in the orphanage.

"We've all grown up, 11," Near said as we both faced each other. I nodded and bit my lip, which I never grew out of the habit. "We're not kid's anymore. We can't look up to L as our role model."

"I know," I said quietly as Near had put another hand on my shoulder, just like the time I was made fun of from Mello and Matt.

"If anything, I'll come with you. I'm not loosing another chance of more people dying in front of my eyes," he said as I nodded, looking down on my lap. I thought of all the deaths I've experienced so far.

Mom...dad...Watari...L...

Tears welled up in my eyes as I balled my hands into fists, trying my best to not let anyone see myself, crying.

"I...I know...," I said as Near reached for the desk, handing me a wiretap as he placed one of the smallest cameras I've ever seen, hidden in the red gems of the necklace my mom and dad have given me.

"They're really gone..," I said as I sniffed. Near removed his hand from my shoulder and twisted the curl in his hair. He looked around for a second, then back at me with his black eyes.

"They're gone, 11," he said as a sudden pain reached my heart. I gulped and hoping that I didn't have a heart attack, like those who have died from Kira. Tears fell down from my eyes as they landed on my lap.

"I know," I said as my voice cracked, wiping my tears away. I looked back at Near, when all of a sudden I felt his arms wrapped around me. I slightly gasped for a second, and found myself blushing and my eyes wide open in shock.

"Ever since we were little, ever since we were in the orphanage, almost every day I see you cry. I see your always hurt. I hated seeing you hurt. The reason could be being bullied, the death of your parents, the loss of your name, all those are lists of reason you should feel strong. Please, just this once, don't cry."

I gulped as I nodded, hugging him back as a friend. "I will," I said quietly as we released each other from the hug, just sitting there in an awkward silence.

"You should rest now. Tomorrow we'll talk to Amane," Near said as he cleared his throat, sitting back on the chair and staring at the monitor. I was confused as I stood up, not leaving just yet.

"Wait, so what are you going to do?" I asked Near as he put his feet up onto the table.

"I'll be monitoring," he said and took a sip from what I believe was a cup of coffee. "Night."

I paused for a moment and smiled. "You really are the successor of L," I said and started to walk away. "Night."

I memorized the directions to my room and placed my small hand onto the scanner as it recognized me. I walked in and dressed into a clean pair of white pajamas and untied my hair, looking at myself in the mirror. I looked like a normal girl as I smiled.

I removed my necklace and put my cell phone to the side as I slid into the sheets of the bed and turned off the light. I closed my eyes shut, my hands under my pillow as I waited for a dream.

Instead, I started to think.

"I see your always hurt. I hated seeing you hurt."

I felt a flustered feeling inside me, almost like butterflies in my stomach. My heart racing, scared I'll have a heart attack just like the victims of the death note. Not just that, but also I felt my face grow hot.

"I can't believe I have a crush on Near..." I muttered and tried to get it out of my head, entering a dream, more like a nightmare.