Just Another Freak Like You [L X Reader]

Chapter 6

"I want to go back to Whammy's...in secret."

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I walked into Watari's office. The same as usual. The same smell. The same furniture. The same all Watari.

"Alright [Y/n], you can go see Near now. But make sure no one, and i mean no one recognizes you."

I nodded, walked to the door, put my beanie, sunglasses and fabric mask on, and grabbed my back leather jacket that was in my bag, opened the door, slowly and quietly shut it. I walked along the corridor, up the stairs, that's where i saw mine and L's old room. Sigh. Those were the good times. Nothing to worry about, other than the obvious. I walked up past Mello and Matt's room, up to Room 1, Near's. I knocked quietly, waiting for a response. Silence. I walked in un-noticeably. I was always good at that. Going in and out of places, without a trace. I taught Matt how to hack, before that he was just a gamer. A good one at that, but just a gamer. I taught Mello how to shoot a gun. I know. I know irresponsible. But i was 15 when i did that. 5 years later here i am, 5 years after becoming good friends with both Mello and Matt. They were 2nd and 3rd. That was good but Near was first. The very best out of all of whammy. I walked in. I stood there. his room hadn't changed at all. White floor, white everything at that. Except...WAIT...is that...it is...he kept it. He kept our good luck charm. Our friendship locket. Inside it had our aliases inside. With an emerald placed perfectly in the center. I walked forward, his back facing me. it was just like the day i had met him.

(Flashback)

"L, who is this?"

"Oh [Y/a], your here. Near, introduce yourself."

He walked over to me, back slouched. Exactly like someone we know. He looked up at me. His eyes were like looking at a star filled midnight sky. Not full of hope. Full of something, i just couldn't put my finger on it. His face was blank, just like mine, just like L's. A monotone voice came out of his colourless face. Albino?

"Greetings, i am Near"

I smirked.

"Hello, Near. I am [y/a]. So what room are you staying in? Watari?"

I cocked my head to the side at Watari. Still keeping my blank face and monotone face.

"Ah, [Y/a]. Glad to see you met Near. Seeing as you have already been associated. You will be showing him around here and to his room. His room is up to you. Decide well."

Sighing, i spoke with no emotion,

"What about Mello?"

"Mello and Matt share a room. You already know this."

I deadpanned.

"I meant doesn't Mello usually show the newbies around. I mean i have work to do."

"Showing Mello how to use a gun is not work, [Y/a]."

"Hey i realized it was a mistake after. Geez. Anyway, I'll do it, come on Near. And Watari, Rodger gave me a new case this morning. Dumb-ass."

We walked out slowly. i decided to break the awkward silence.

"So I'll show you your room first, Kay?"

Near looked down at the floor, shrugged and took out a puzzle piece. Fiddling with it, i took a look at it. Plain. A plain white puzzle piece. Neat. More challenging, i guess. He sure belongs here. He might even overpass Mello. Although it wouldn't be that hard...okay, he'll definitely be 1st once me and Beyond leave.

"Here you can have Room 1."

"Who's was it previously?"

"Um, A's." I scratched the neck, moving my [h/c] hair out of the way. "If you didn't overhear. A was L's chosen successor, but the pressure got to him and he commit suicide" I said bluntly, he just nodded opened the door, and sat on the white rug, in the center with his back facing me. He didn't look up, just said,

"Is there a particular reason they call you [Y/a]?"

(Flashback over)

Our friendship started from there. We became closer day by day. Until that one specific date. 5th November. The day of regret. The day of loss. The day of misfortune.

Here we are, years later. In the same exact position. Near on the floor, on the same exact white rug with me at the door looking in.

I took a deep breath.

"Near?"

I could literally see the hairs stand up on the back of his head. He turned his head so quickly, when his deep black eyes looked at me. They pooled with disappointment.

"Who are you?"

He spoke more coldly and if a voice could get monotone, her it was.

"Near?" I repeated. " I guess you don't remember me." I slowly took the beanie off my head of hair revealing my [h/l] [h/c] which fell down like a waterfall. His eyes filled u[p with shock. But his face stayed blank. I took my my fabric mask off painfully slow, leaving my sunglasses till last. Pulling them from my ears (and replacing them with my current ones. Optional...if you have glasses or not.)

I took a step forwards, he jumped up. I expected him to either freeze, run away or just yell at me. But he did neither. He ran into me, into my arms and hugged me.(I know OOC Near but deal with it) I kept him in my arms longer than i thought i would. longer than i thought he would. He has never hugged me in my entire life. Not once. But i guess it's a good time to start. I pulled away from him, with deep regret present in my [e/c] eyes. I spoke but my voice cracked as i was nearly crying from an overload of emotions.

"Near...I am truly sorry for what i did. But you must know. I love you and i'm not leaving any time soon and i was forced to fake my death. I don't expect pity or even forgiveness because i know that will never happen. I know i let you down, L down, Watari down. Every fucking person at Whammy's down. But you should know the person who made me do it...they...they are the reason my parents are...they are...they are"

Near yanked me back into his arms and said,

"You don't understand how much we missed you. "

I looked at him in mild confusion.

"I have been lonley without you, nobody plays with me."

I looked at him in slightly more confusion.

"I missed you, because you are like a sister to me."

That's when it happened. This was it. I collapsed. I hadn't cried like this since that day 2 years ago. I fell onto my knees out of his embrace. My knees were the only thing holding me up, my elbows had caved completely. My face stuffed into the fury white rug. My salty tears fell into the rug. I was probably like this for a minute at most. But i felt like hours upon hours. Of tortuous staring of my younger brother looking at my melt down, what seemed like me being sad, was actually relief. That i hadn't lost everyone. Once my tears came to a stop, I didn't realize Near was sat down right next to his puzzles, not completing them. But looking at me, his long lost dead sister, was crying next to him, rubbing her back comfortably. Once the tears had died away. (Hahahahah...too soon) He looked at me and said,

"If l doesn't forgive then he doesn't deserve his title."

I chuckled. And me and my little brother spent the rest of the evening playing all this games.

Dominoes.

Puzzles

Cards

His robots

I missed this. Being with Near. No one else understands him. He is different with me., not cold nor harsh nor blunt. He is just Near, and i wouldn't change that for anything.