((AN: ok so im just going to say this right now. This is probably the second worst chapter I have ever wrote. {we all know how bad Ace of Spades was} Im really sorry guys but you would not believe the amount of times i hit a writers block. I also just could not sit still for more than 3 minutes. Again i say im really sorry about the suckish chapter but...yeah. Happy Readings?))
((By the way I have swift key so there might be some stupid mistakes))
Chapter 8: Boyfriend!?!
Fiama's POV
He spoke in a monotone voice and wore all white. He sat in the strangest way and kept curling his white hair. And it was all kinda.... attractive. After realizing what I just thought, I mentally kicked my self.
No Fiama! Remember Jason? That idiot broke your heart. Sure Nahrin almost broke his face but still.
"Near?" Nahrin asked breaking my train of thought. "Well then," she said and then pointed to me, "This is Close and I'm Far. Let's be buddies." She was obviously pretty amused by his weird name.
"Please don't fool around," said Near, again in that voice. Nahrin frowned but didn't respond. Either this guy's parents were determined to give him a weird name or it's an alias. I'm going with the second one. "Ok then," I said, "Call me Flame"
"Flame," said Near. He then turned to Nahrin. "Uhhh you can call me..... Night," said Nahrin. "Night?" said Near, "As in the armor or-" "As in Nightmare," she said cutting him off. There was some awkward silence after that one. A blond lady finally spoke up.
"My name is Halle Lidner." The man with the gruff voice then said, "I'm Gevanni." The other man simply said "Rester."
Me and Nahrin awkwardly raised our hands and waved. The three mumbled a hello.
" So..." said Nahrin after some more silence, "Why are we here?" "Because," said Near, "This is the SPK, Special Provision for Kira. A group put together by the president to help put an end to Kira. Judging by your conversation outside, I would say you two are one of the few people going against Kira" I just shook my head along with Nahrin's.
"And plus," continued Near, "We weren't going to leave you outside thinking that we were going to call the cops on you." "Wait!!" shouted Nahrin all of a sudden as if she just remembered something. She turned to me. "Special Provision? Kira? New York?" It took me a few minutes for me to realize what she was getting at. She heard those words when she was eavesdropping. Slowly, she turned back to face Near again. "Excuse me. Near?" she asked. "Yes Night?" he answered. "This may be weird to ask but..." Nahrin hesitated, "Are you actually...L?"
No one moved for what seemed like a long time. Nahrin looked like she regretted asking. Near was finally about to say something when Rester cut him off. "Wait!" he said, "How do we know we can trust them?" I crossed my arms. "How do we know we can trust you?"
"Flame," said Near looking dead at me, "If we wanted to, you and Night would be dead by now" Me and Nahrin were a little taken aback by that. "And Rester," he continued, "They're clearly against Kira. And we can always deal with them if they leak information." It sounded like a threat but he said it with no emotion what-so-ever, I'm not even sure. Near looked at me and Nahrin again.
"I'm not L. But, you are close. I am actually his successor." I went wide eyed. "S- successor?" I asked, "But...then what happened to..." A shadow seemed to cross Near's face "L was killed. By Kira"
