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Penelope wrapped herself in a towel. She yawned and ran a comb through her tangled, wet hair. The girl unlocked the bathroom door and strode into her bedroom. She coolly pulled a black halter dress out and slipped it on. Penelope took out her cloak as well and slid it on top of the dress. The black fabric rustled against her still moist skin. She ran out the door and swung through the window. Hanging her head down she grinned at a snoring Matt. The girl sprinted and jumped her way to the hotel. She scaled up the side and slid through an open window. Penelope cringed and stepped onto the ankle of a passed out man. He looked to be about twenty and was butt naked. 
"eww..." she winced. After inspecting the rest of the room she found five others just like the first. Penelope quickly made her way out of the room and ran to L's. 
"you would not believe what I just say ryuzaki!" she cried. 
"I'm sure I wouldn't. Are you feeling better? Because we are leaving today. The structure was finished last night." L mumbled. 
"a lot better thanks for asking. I can't wait to get there! I'm so excited for it!" Penelope answered. She clapped like a young, entertained, three year old. 
"me too!" matsuda grinned. Penelope gave him a fist bump and a high five. 
"here is the address, I take it I can trust you?" L replied. He handed the girl a slip if paper carefully. 
"of course L. Not only was I a successor, it's my job as an agent to be trustworthy. Plus, this is gonna be so cool! I wouldnt mess it up for the world!" she giggled. L put a finger to his mouth, deep in thought. Did he trust her? He had only known the girl for two or three days. But L had to trust her, she made a powerful point. 
"alright, like I said you will be on floor twelve. Is that okay?" he asked. 
"what are the specifications?" she sat down next to him. Penelope eagerly scooted closer to him and wrapped both arms around his chest.
"two rooms, one master one regular. Two bathrooms, a living space, and a game room." L licked at a lollipop. 
"fine with me! What floor are you on?" Penelope pawed at his slice of cake. L moved it away and grunted. 
"I would rather not say. Don't misunderstand, you have my trust but... There is nothing against extra protection." L shoved a strawberry in his mouth. Penelope stared at him intently and then shifted her gaze to his cake. 
"that is SO what she said..." she laughed. Penelope continued to stare ominously at the man. 
"is something wrong?" L asked. 
"no! I'm just so amazed that you are L! I never expected it! Your too adorable to be L!" Penelope grabbed his arm and rubbed it on her cheek. "your just so cute and sweet and amazing and your just so perfect! I want to curl you into a ball and lock you in my closet!" 
"okay... I would prefer you didn't..." L scooted away from the girl. She kept hold of his arm and yanked him back. 
"too bad! So anyways, I can't wait to move in there! And my friend is okay to as well right?" Penelope smiled. She lay her head on L and shut her eyes dreamily. 
"yeah," L tried to pluck the girls body off his. "he's okay to move in. Actually I would like to talk to you about him, would the rest of you go for a moment?" 
"oh, sure." yagami led the other men out leaving L and Penelope. 
"mail must use an alias and keep his position secret from the rest of the world. We will call him Matthew greenden." L tried to push Penelope off. 
"oh great! That way I can still call him Matt! Matt..." Penelope crawled back onto L. She snuggled up next to him again. L sighed, he wasn't used to such affection. 
"oh and I hate to tell you but you guys will be surveilled constantly. Again, I'm very sorry but, we still have to suspect you all as Kira. You can't be too careful." L huffed. 
"it's okay I understand Ryuzaki..." Penelope yawned. She snuggled up to him happily and closed her eyes. 
"um... Would you get off me please?" he asked. Penelope ignored him and drifted off on the man. L scratched at his unkempt hair and prodded his lip. He didn't want to wake the girl up, if she was asleep, but he didn't want to be trapped with her either. A few moments passed and matsuda poked his head in. Aizawa grabbed his collar to yank him back but matsuda jumped out of his grip. 
"hey, you guys done in here?" he asked. L turned around and frowned at matsuda as if to say 'help me, please'. 
"matsuda get back here!" aizawa cried. 
"no aizawa! Look, Ryuzaki's stuck." matsuda pointed at the couch. A light laugh escaped his lips as he saw Penelope curled up on the man.
"oh... Need a hand ryuzaki?" light asked. 
"please light..." L sighed. Light walked over and grabbed her legs. Penelope snapped up and snarled at light. He dropped her immediately and she went back to L's arm. 
"would you get off him please?" light asked. 
"but he's soft and fluffy like a genius Teddy bear." Penelope protested.
"would you please get off me? If you do, I will allow you to snuggle my arm tomorrow." L gouged his bottom lip with his thumb. 
"OKAY!" Penelope shouted. She popped up quickly and ran to the window. "I'll go get packed! Should I just head over now? Can Matthew bring the mustang?" 
"yes, go ahead." L shook his arm around. It had fallen asleep during her clinging episode. 
"bye I love you! Bye matsuda, bye mogi, bye aizawa keep up the Afro, bye light, bye chief yagami!" she screeched and then jumped out the window. 
"bye Penelope! See you at Ryuzaki's place!" matsuda waved. 
If Penelope hadn't been hanging onto the sill of a window for dear life, she would have waved back. The girl dropped down until reaching the side of the hotel and then took off again. She scaled the side of a nearby bar and then forded the space in between it and another building. Penelope clawed her way back to the penthouse. Matt looked up from his game and waved. She unlocked the window and climbed back in. 
"hey! So guess what..." she cried. 
"what?" he asked, puffing some smoke out of his mouth. 
"we're moving into L's structure of fantasticalness! I'm so excited, aren't you?" Penelope tackled him in a hug. 
"sure, sounds pretty fun to me." Matt grinned. He wrapped his arms around Penelope and continued his game behind her back. 
"okay, let's go! I'm going to do a last minute check for anything else we need. Can't wait!" Penelope squeezed him tightly. Matt removed the cigarette from his mouth and tossed the PSP down. He lifted the girls chin and gave her a quick kiss. 
"I don't think I need anything else. But I'll check the bathroom." Matt put the tobacco filled piece of paper back to his lips. He walked slowly to the bathroom, chain bouncing amongst his legs, and searched around. Matt pulled out a bottle of body wash, shampoo, conditioner, and a small scrubbing sponge. He also grabbed a few toothbrushes and a tube of toothpaste. 
"Matt," Penelope came in holding a set of keys. "what are these to?" 
"n-nothing!" he cried. Matt snatched them out of her hands and shoved them down his pants. 
"what are they to?!" she asked and stared at him. Her violet eyes burning a hole in his head. 
"okay... I've got a motorcycle and a few other cars... Just incase something happens..." mail admitted. 
"what?! Did you steal them?!" Penelope put her hands on her hips. 
"no... I have a bit of money... And by a bit I mean a hell of a lot. Back in California I might just have created the game of the century. I didn't mean to I just do what I'm good at and it just happened..." he rubbed his arm. 
"why didn't you tell me? That's awesome! What kind of motorcycle is it?!" she laughed. 
"a ducati." he grinned. 
"nice! That's totally awesome Matt! Oh, by the way, you have to use an alias and have to keep yourself secret from the outside world. Your Matthew greenden now." penelope grabbed the toiletries out of his hands. She threw them into a suitcase and zipped it up. 
"should we go now?" he asked. Penelope nodded and flung the suitcase out the window. 
"yep!" she replied happily. Penelope clambered out and dropped down to join the suitcase. Matt spastically lowered his body out of the window and then dropped. He fell farther than he had expected and slammed into a bush. 
"ow..." mail hauled himself up and then rubbed his head. He stumbled over to the mustang and opened it. Penelope jumped inside and set the suitcase down. Matt got in the drivers side and revved up the car. He patted the dash joyfully and then sped off. 

"mello! Thanks for coming! I was dying of boredom! Bring the jam?" X smiled. 
"yeah, I brought some." he threw a jar at her. It landed on X's chest and she winced. 
"thank you, thank you so much for the searing pain..." X grunted. 
"oh sorry!" he cried and patted the bandages. 
"that's really not helping either..." X pushed his hand away with her good arm. 
"excuse me," the surgeon walked in. "I got a call the other day. Apparently your actually fourteen, I'm thinking something stunted your growth... Your just so tiny it's hard to believe." 
"your fourteen?!" mello cried. 
"what?! I'm fourteen?!" X shrieked. 
"I guess. So anyway, um, we're going to get your left arm casted right away. You were very lucky," he pulled out a few packages of gauze. "when it got broken it remained pretty well intact so there's no need for surgery. I brought black gauze, is that okay?"
"yeah, blacks fine... I still just can't believe I'm fourteen..." X replied, using a fake voice. She was utterly confused at what the doctor had said, X had run away at six and could have sworn she was nine at the moment. The girl stuck her bruised appendage out for the man. He wet the gauze and then wrapped it carefully on her arm. X winced in pain as he molded it on. Mello coolly bit into a chocolate bar and flipped his hair out of his eyes. 
"hold that up for a minute and then it will dry hard. I'm sure you'll be having a huge growth spurt soon. alright then, your free to converse and such." he waved and walked out. 
"thank you." X mumbled. 
"your fourteen?" mello inquired. 
"I guess... I mean... GAH! I can't believe it!" she jabbed her tiny thigh. 
"well he is a certified doctor. so I would listen to him." mello scratched his head. 
"I still can't fathom why I'm in the body of a ten year old!" X shrieked. She felt odd using the word 'fathom' and giggled slightly. Normally, she used unsophisticated words which didn't have anything intellectual in them. However, with the newfound knowledge of her age, she felt as though those kinds of words were now necessary. 
"it's pretty crazy stuff. Anything exciting happen last night?" mello asked and gnawed on his Hershey bar. 
"nah, the nurse gave me a sedative. More like a horse tranquilizer though. I was out until one!" X grumbled. 
"jeez. I'm not a fan of her." mello mumbled. 
"neither am I!" she waved her fist in the direction of the nurses station. 
"I'm still confused by the fact your fourteen... I mean your three times smaller than me yet your just about my age." mello crossed his arms. 
"just be happy nears not older than you... God damn I hate that kid..." X snarled. 
"me too..." mello grunted. 
"can't wait to defeat him..." X snapped. 
"defeat him? That's what I'm going to do..." mello huffed. 
"shall we work together on it? Because the second I reach my goal I'm out of here and off to japan!" X threw her hands up in the air and then quickly regretted it. 
"japan? Why is that?" mello asked. 
"I can't explain. Sorry mells. Mind if I call you that?" X grinned. 
"yes, I mind very much." he replied.
"fine then." X tried to cross her arms but failed miserably. 
"need anything? I think I'm out of
Chocolate..." mello took off his gloves. This revealed painted black nails and very thin hands. 
"you have girl hands." X laughed. 
"do not!" mello protested. 
"do too! They're painted and thin! My hands are manlier than yours!" she cackled. 
"shut up!" mello shoved the gloves back onto his sweaty palms. 
"don't be so upset," X showed mello her tiny hands that looked like those of a three year old. "my hands are worse. I'm so skinny and small, none of me is attractive..." 
"oh... Those are worse... And don't say that, your just... Different." mello lied. He was personally disgusted by X's looks, she was mangled and beaten to all hell.
"please, say it how it is. I'm ugly." she mumbled. 
"I'm sure your pretty when your not covered in bruises." mello smiled. He was just trying to make the girl feel better. 
"thanks but no thanks. I'm content with how I look." X picked something out of her teeth. 
"okay, anything you need?" mello repeated. 
"some more jam would be great, maybe some toast? Not for my jam but just plain toast." X replied. 
"you know they don't sell packaged toast, just bread that you can make into toast." mello snickered. X punched him in the stomach with her good arm. 
"of course I know that. I meant would you get some bread and make it toast for me?" she growled. 
"ow! You can't just go around hitting people!" mello cried. X smirked and laughed maniacally. 
"I'm pretty sure I can. And I just did." she grinned. 
"okay, toast and jam anything else?!" he grumbled. 
"nah, I'm a-okay. Thanks mells." X laughed. 
"don't call me that!" mello shrieked. 
"whatever you say, mells." X taunted. He stormed out of the room angrily. X laughed and he shook his fist at her. 
"hi! I am your new nurse, the old one was fired last night. Apparently she gave one of her patients a tranquilizer instead of light sedatives... Anyways! I need a name for the file so won't it be cool to name yourself?" a woman piped. X scratched her head and tapped at her mouth.
"alright, use Xenia." She smiled. Her cracked and bloody lips were slightly moist.
"I'm not quite sure why I ran away, it just happened. I collected rumors and snippets of conversations and heard that the greatest detective was in Westchester. For some reason, I had to meet him. I knew I could make it to Westchester, so I came. I had heard rumors about some place called the wammy house orphanage. Lying to Watari was easy and I just told him I had left an abusive home. He believed me and I stayed at the wammy house for maybe a week? I don't know but yeah, I camped out there and I met BB... I found something out about him and... I shouldn't go on." X stopped herself. 
"please? What did you find out?!" Alfred begged. 
"something that's all! But I'm not going any further..." X protested. The dinosaurs fell silent and X remained clinging to BB. 
"fine fine... Dont tell the stegosaurus in the santa hat, I get it..." nate cried. X jumped on to his back and smiled. 
"don't feel so bad! I'm your official dinosaur owner." X said. She hugged it's back gleefully and then jumped onto the T-Rex. She gave him a hug as well and then yawned. 
"I'm going to wake up now, bye! I love you!" X smiled. 
"wha?!" she cried and went flying off her mattress. "oh... It was a dream... Now I'm all sad! I was so loving Alfred and Nate! Oh best dream EVER." X clapped. She poked her head out the window, it was the break of dawn. "I miss them already, seeing them was pretty FANTASTIC." she grinned. "I think I'm taking the day off today, it's Sunday! And I'm going downtown! I'll have so much fun! It will be downright funriffic!" X combed her hair back and pulled the wig over it. She slid over to the cabinet and pulled out some makeup. X took out a tube of mascara and applied it she then used some sort of white powder to make her look paler than she was. The girl yawned and scratched her wig. "itchy itchy itchy. Humph! I'm having some jam before I go!" X plowed over to the Cupboard. She dug through a jar quickly, dumping the contents into her mouth. X gulped down the red semi liquid and patted her stomach happily. "full full full! Great, time to go." X danced around a little she was about to exit when she remembered the day before. She realized she was wearing the exact same thing as yesterday and if anyone saw her they might turn her in. X poked around and pushed her mattress up, underneath it lay an untouched black tee shirt and denim shorts. She pulled them on swiftly and then stared at herself in the mirror. X pulled the wig off, revealing her black hair. She studied her looks and took in the fact she looked exactly like BB. Even the face shape was similar between the two. X was the spitting, female, image of Beyond birthday. She was satisfied with this fact and accepted it. But X didn't like it all that much because each time she looked at herself, she was reminded of the real BB. The one who committed triple homicide and attempted suicide. X ignored it and left the wig off. She jumped out of the window and walked away.

"I feel horrible..." penelope grumbled. She had awoken on the couch, her body reeling and soaking with sweat. Penelope put a hand to her forehead, it was burning hot. She sighed and turned onto her side. Matt had acted really oddly last night and she wanted to know why. 
"hey..." Matt wandered in the room. 
"oh... Hey Matt." she sniffled. 
"so, how do you feel?" he asked. 
"horrible... And I only have an hour until work..." Penelope coughed and sneezed a few times. 
"why don't you call in sick? You sound bad..." matt suggested. Penelope thought it over carefully, contemplating the idea.
"I might just h-" she was interrupted by a violent coughing fit. "I'm calling in sick..." 
"Penelope... I want to know something..." Matt trailed off. 
"what Matt?" Penelope replied stuffily. 
"umm... Well... Why were you acting so oddly yesterday?" he mumbled. Penelope frowned and coughed violently. 
"I-I don't know... I really don't know Matt... I just dont..." Penelope replied. 
"am I... Doing something wrong?" Matt sighed. 
"no no! It's not you, it's me." she cried. 
"don't use that line... If somethings wrong would you just please tell me..." Matt grumbled. 
"nothing's wrong... I just... You just... Make me nervous... That's all..." Penelope whispered hoarsely. 
"I make you nervous?" Matt asked. 
"Very... I just froze up yesterday..." Penelope hacked. 
"I'm not sure I believe that... What did you say last night about the L structure?" Matt sighed. He sat down on the large leather armchair in the room. 
"I-" she was cut off by a loud sneeze. "I said that we're on the twelfth floor... Is that a problem?" 
"we? As in both of us?" Matt perked up. Perhaps he did just make Penelope nervous. But mail still didn't fully believe that. 
"yeah... That's what I said... I begged L to let you come... He said you had to use an alias with the others on the team and you have to keep yourself a secret from the rest of the world." penelope sniffled. 
"begged him? For me? Thanks." Matt replied coolly. 
"of course I did... I want you to live in an awesome structure like that. Your my best friend Matt, would I honestly not want you to ?" Penelope laughed weakly. Matt smiled, things were back to normal. 
"why is it so awesome?" Matt asked. 
"well... I probably-" Penelope cacked and sneezed. "shouldn't tell you... But! You are L's fourth successor so... It has twenty two floors above ground two below! Two helicopters and a helipad on the roof that can't be seen from the ground! And THE highest tech security system! The only problem is... Miss amane get her own floor... " 
"amane?" Matt replied. 
"what about her?! She's the bitch trying to sue me for NOTHING!" Penelope growled hoarsely. 
"she's actually a pretty cute Japanese girl..." Matt mumbled. Penelope snarled at him and scowled. 
"URGH! How could you say that?! She's suing me for nothing! She's a total idiot! She's a stupid model! And she wears makeup to the point where she looks like a raccoon! How could you say that?! Especially with me in the room?!" Penelope roared. 
"she's a cute Japanese girl... And your a beautiful orphan of unknown origin." Matt grinned. Penelope steamed and crossed her arms. 
"unknown origin?! You make me seem like and alien! Grrr..." Penelope snarled. She coughed a few times and swept the bangs out of her pale and slightly green face. 
"maybe you are an alien..." Matt mumbled, smiling. 
"WHAT?!" Penelope shrieked before being sent into a coughing fit. 
"very few humans are both smart and beautiful." Matt grinned crookedly. 
"oh! Now your just trying to make up for calling me an alien and of unknown origin. But that is flattering..." she blushed. 
"I know my way around." he laughed. Penelope crossed her arms and stared foreword. 
"but your smooth Mattness doesn't affect me, mail jeevas." she protested. Matt cackled and swept over to her. 
"since when do you call me by my real name, huh?" he laughed.
"you can call me by mine I can call you by yours." Penelope protested, hiding a grin.
"but no one knows your real name, now do they?" 
"true true. But I know yours."
"that doesn't make a ton of sense, just call me Matt." 
"you know what doesn't make sense? Your name being mail but your nickname being Matt. I would expect a Matthew to be called Matt, not a mail." 
"well maybe I'm just different. And having the nickname switchblade doesn't make sense either." 
"oh it doesn't? At least my nickname has some relevancy to me." 
"so does Matt. Mail Matt, they sound alike, they both start with M and they both have an A for the second letter. Relevant enough?" 
"it doesn't have anything to do with your personality though, unless Matt somehow means 'one who smooth with women other than best friend'."
"maybe it does, you don't know."
"or do I?" 
"I'm pretty sure you don't." 
"but I could." 
"I suppose that's true."
"your so losing this argument."
"since when was this an argument?" 
"since I made it one." 
"you are so crazy." 
"thank you." 
"it's why your awesome." 
"I love you too." Penelope finished, coughing periodically throughout the conversation. Matt pulled one of his game devices out of his pants pocket and began playing mindlessly.
"so what is it that makes you so nervous?" Matt asked. 
"I don't know... I guess I'm just intimidated by you." Penelope said.
"intimidated?" mail yawned. 
"yeah... Your chiseled abs and toned chest is enough to make anyone nervous..." Penelope mumbled. Matt let out a laugh as his game pinged loudly. 
"chiseled and toned huh? When you put it that way, I understand." Matt grinned. He loved it when the girl complemented him, directly or indirectly, it made him happy. 
"of course you do..." Penelope hacked some more. She pulled her blackberry and the card L had given her out of the belt on her thigh. Penelope dialed the number and waited. "hello?" 
"Penelope?" a synthetic voice asked. The girl cringed at the sound of the gruff answer. 
"yes. L, I'm calling in-" she was intterupted by a sneeze. "I'm calling in sick..." 
"I see, why is that?" L replied nonchalantly. He was perched on a couch in the hotel, mindlessly eating a cookie. 
"I'm sick... I just need one day, that's all. I'm just going to stay around the penthouse and rest..." she sighed and coughed some more. 
"very well. But before you go, there's an issue I must talk to you about." L growled. He took a sip of coffee and licked his lips. 
"huh?" Penelope asked. The girl snuggled up next to Matt happily. 
"amane is trying to sue you, correct?" L asked. 
"yeah... That's right." she snarled. 
"Im willing to try and talk her out of it. Even restrain her if necessary. That will do as a sign of my trust for not only you but the entire FBI. I do owe something to the FBI... You remind me a lot of an agent I knew..." L trailed off. He was thinking of Naomi misora who was still missing. L vaguely remembered working the BB case with the woman. 
"thank you! Goodbye L, I'll see you tomorrow bright and early to catch up." Penelope cackled hoarsely. Her throat was sore and phlemy which caused her voice to become gruff and crackly. 
"support, from L? You must be very special." Matt grinned. 
"I doubt that, I think L just wants to thank his old friend in a different way." Penelope smiled. She pulled the blanket over her body and sniffled before leaning her head on matts shoulder dreamily. 

"whoa... Are your eyes like... Red?" a convienient Store clerk inquired. 
"uh! No no! They're contacts! Yeah ahaha!" X snapped. She whipped her head up from staring at some jams and trying to slip a jar in her pocket. 
"contacts... Cool." the boy said. 
"yeah pretty much! Bye now!" X cried. 
"Were you trying to steal that?" the clerk asked. X sighed and put it back on the shelf. 
"no, I like to examine my jams before I eat them. That's all I was doing." she said, annoyed. X was tired of people questioning her and asking about her eyes. 
"as long as your sure. Are you sure?" the clerk leaned against the display rack. He picked this fingernails and smoothed out his black hair. He was only about fifteen. 
"I'm pretty sure." X snarled. The clerk put his hands up and shook his head. 
"no need for this attitude." the boy yawned. 
"no need for this conversation." X clapped her hands together and walked away. 
"well a little birdie told me," the clerk grabbed the collar of X's shirt and ripped her into a backroom. "that you live in wammys." 
"well that birdie," X slapped his hand away. "was terribly mistaken." 
"oh was it? Because the birdie," he grabbed her back again. "told me it was a a young girl with red eyes and black hair. Plus, you match the clothing description as well." 
"who was this birdie?" X cried. 
"a kid named Nate. I know him personally and he payed me to do this." the boy was still gripping the collar of her polo shirt. 
"Nate? Who's Nate?" X lied. She knew exactly who he meant by Nate, he meant N. 
"I'm sure you know. Are you... X?" the clerk grinned. He had yellow teeth and red gums. His name was Robert and near had bribed him to catch X. Near had seen her slide into the basement of wammys a few times and had sent Robert as a trail. 
"X? What's that stand for?" she asked, pretending to be clueless. 
"it stands for X." Robert pushed her up against a wall. 
"very well, I admit it. I'm X. What're you gonna do about it, huh?" she giggled. 
"So I Have a confession. Smile!" he piped. Robert pulled out a camera and snapped a photo. X kicked it out of his hands and it shattered onto the floor. 
"oh no! Gasp! Looks like you have no evidence do you? Pity... What a shame... HA!" X laughed. Robert shook her extremely hard and then drew his hand. He smacked the girl and X's cheek turned as red as her eyes. She winced in pain and then shook it off. 
"that'll teach you to destroy evidence..." Robert snarled. X rubbed her cheek and he released her. 
"I would run but... Not feeling like it. What's your story?" X starched her arms out. She put a hand to her tender cheek and scowled. The moment he was unsuspecting X would kick him in the head. She looked at her shirt and readjusted it. 
"I was abandon now I'm an orphan end of story." he growled. Robert bent down to pick up the shattered camera. The SD card was still intact and  he snapped his mouth shut. He carefully plucked it out and put it in his pocket. 
"I doubt that's the end. How did you sneak in here like this?" X inquired. 
"I stole the ID of the kid who works here and posed as him.  Now shut up and keep quiet." Robert ordered. 
"yeah, the chances of that after you slap me are pretty much zero. Ill start screaming right now and I'll make a scene unless you do me a little favor." X grinned. Robert sighed, near had warned him about her being smart. 
"why don't you just get out of here, okay?" Robert huffed. X belted out a laugh. 
"yeah NO. I'm not leaving until I either escape and get you arrested or until I get my favor." She licked her chapped lips. 
"fine! Fine! What's the favor?" he snapped. 
"I want you to punch me a few more times, make me bloody and bruised." X said. She wasn't looking foreword to this, but it was her only choice. 
"why?" he asked. 
"because, I an emo and I like pain. I cut myself sometimes." she lied. Robert, being a cruel and angry man, obliged without protest. He slammed his fist into her face multiple times, leaving X just barely conscious. Then he kicked her in the side at least six times. 
"that feel good?" he laughed maniacally. 
"wonderful... Can I have one more? Right in the groin please." X asked. She was barely able to stay awake but was hanging on. Robert laughed and slammed his foot into the space between X's skinny legs. 
"again... Twice more... No... Three times more..." X croaked. 
"if you wish..." Robert cackled. He continued to kick her and mutilate her. After the severe beating Robert simply laughed again and walked out. He had put on a black hoodie to cover his blood stained clothing and had cleaned all the blood out of the storeroom. X was coughing up blood and was wincing terribly. She pulled herself off the floor but collapsed in a heap. That left one option; crawl. X began to haul her lower body along with her arms slowly and clawed out of the storeroom. 

"hmm..." Penelope sniffled. She looked through the clothes that lay in her closet. The girl tapped her chin and stared at the array. The only things in there were dresses, black or purple dresses. They were the only things the girl ever wore, and that was fine with her. Matt was laying on the bed with his PSP mindlessly. 
"which should I take Matt?" Penelope asked. 
"I'm not into the whole fashion thing, whatever you want to take. Just take them all. You'll have a closet." Matt sighed. 
"ok." Penelope mumbled. She started to pack all the dresses away neatly and then she stared at the empty closet. "Matt, where are your clothes?" 
"hold on," he set the game down. "I'll get them." Matt went running out of the room and slid down the hall. He stuck his hand under the couch and pulled out a vest, his shirt, and some boxers. Matt went back into the room and tossed them to Penelope. 
"thank you." she said. Her condition had improved a lot after her nap and she only coughed occasionally now. 
"no problem... So the structure is done day after tomorrow?" Matt asked. He flopped back down and continued his game. 
"yeah, but L said it might be tomorrow. He's putting the builders on overtime and they're just adding the final touches now. Anything else I should pack? I know your going to have your own room so I think that's it. Just clothes and anything absolutely necessary." Penelope yawned. 
"nah, I just need my PSP and you." he smiled. "yes! Next level bitches!" 
"I think I cleared out my stash... So we should be good." she smiled back. 
"stash?" Matt perked up. 
"shouldn't have said that!" Penelope cried. 
"tell me about this stash." Matt grinned. 
"fine. You should know anyway. I have a stash of stolen items and money and jewelry. Basically everything a thief would have kept secret." Penelope flopped down next to Matt. 
"how much is in there?" he laughed. 
"a LOT. and that's all I'm saying." Penelope smirked. 
"If you don't tell me I'll... Break up with you!" Matt pleaded. 
"please, you wouldn't break up with me." Penelope giggled. 
"and how do you know that?!" Matt cried. 
"because your Matt, and I know you." Penelope smiled. She slid out of her dress and tossed it into the corner before hugging matts mid section.  
"well maybe, you don't! I could break up with you..." Matt snapped. 
"please! Don't be so mean Matt. You wouldn't and even if you did, you would still be my best friend, you would still live with me, and you would probably still kiss me." Penelope laughed. 
"be that as it may, if I wanted to, I could." Matt mumbled.
"but then you wouldn't have anyone to snuggle your chest and scream about L and switchblades." Penelope smiled. 
"true. I would miss my chest clinger. And I wouldn't have anyone to eat the terrible pancakes I make." Matt grinned. 
"and that would be a sad sad fate. So you obviously wouldn't break up with me. It's not like we're together anyways. More like really good friends who occasionally make out and live in the same place." Penelope croaked. She coughed a few times and then settled in for another nap on Matt. Even though Penelope didn't normally sleep, she liked to when she was sick. It helped her get better faster. Plus, she had been really stressed over the Kira case and a day off was just what she needed. Matt stroked her hair while he played and smiled happily. He wouldn't want to be doing anything else at that moment. 

"WA-WATARI!" a small boy cried. He was standing at the double doors of the large orphanage and screaming. Directly in front of him was the beaten and battered X. 
"help me..." X begged. The little boy started to cry and he pointed at her, terrified. 
"ZOMBIE! WATARI THERE'S A ZOMBIE AT THE DOOR!" he shrieked. The old man sighed and walked down. He swung open the other door and nearly choked when he saw the girl. 
"help me... I-I'm... D-dy...ing..." X pleaded. 
"oh dear lord! Come on! Stay awake!" he knelt down and shook X. "call 9-1-1!" 
"o-okay!" the boy cried. He went shooting through the house and picked up the phone. He dialed the number quickly and put the device to his ear. 
"911 whats you emergency?" a woman answered happily. 
"come to the wammy house orphanage immediately! We're in Westchester England! Hurry!" the boy replied.
"what happened?" the operator asked. 
"a girl just showed up and she's been beaten to shreds!" he Whimpered. 
"how severely beaten?" the woman said calmly. 
"real bad, I thought she was a zombie at first!" he shrieked. 
"okay, is she stable as in able to speak and move?" the woman continued. 
"one sec." the boy put a hand over the bottom part of the phone. "Watari! Is she stable?!" 
"barely! Tell them it's extremely urgent!" Watari said. 
"help... M... E..." X pleaded again. 
"what happened to you?" Watari cried. 
"I... Was... B-b-eaten... And... And..." she fell into unconsciousness.
"never mind! She's unconscious!" Watari screeched. 
"scratch that! Shes unconscious now!" the boy yelled into the phone. 
"alright so I'm looking for a Watari's home for gifted orphans?" the woman asked. 
"yeah! That's the one! I have to go help Watari! Bye! Hurry!" the boy hung up. He went running back to Watari. 
"did she say anything before you called me out here?" the old man cried. 
"no! Just help me! And then you came out and I called the nice lady!" he replied. 
"okay..." Watari paused and listened. "I hear sirens maybe ten minutes away or so. Hold on little girl." 
"I hope the zombie lives..." the boy said. 
"she's not a zombie... But someone beat her really badly..." Watari smoothed the blood stained hair out of her bruised face. It was purple and black with streaks of red across all the skin. Her chances of survival were looking bad. The ambulance arrived along with a squad car. 
"here! Hurry!" Watari cried. He waved his hands in the air and the paramedics rushed over. 
"how long has it been?" one asked. 
"I don't know, a while though." Watari replied. The men hoisted her onto a stretcher and X's eyes fluttered open. 
"help... Me... Dying..." she coughed. Some blood came out of her mouth and X winced. The boy who had beaten her up hadn't needed to go so far. But it was good for her plan. 
"shh, it'll be okay just keep quiet." a paramedic said. They fired the ambulance up and shot over to the nearest hospital. X drifted in and out of consciousness, the pain was unbearable. She awoke with a bright set of lights being shone down on her. A mask was covering her face and a plethora of people in scrubs were standing around her. 
"she's awake! How do you feel?" a surgeon asked. 
"wha... I feel horrible..." X croaked. She coughed a little but no blood this time. 
"alright, you've just come out of surgery. We're about to take you into your room. You had internal bleeding, do you remember anything?" the surgeon began wheeling her out. X was dizzy an her mind was reeling. 
"only one thing... My dada beating me..." X lied in a fake girly voice. 
"okay, I see. Are you tired?" he replied. The surgeon shoved her into a large room and removed his face mask. 
"no, im not tired." X grumbled. 
"alright... Another Woman is going to come in and ask you a few questions." he said. Watari appeared at the door and frowned. 
"seems like you have visitor. Please com in sir. I'm guessing your not her father. Correct?" the surgeon asked. 
"I'm the owner of the orphanage she crawled to. Did she tell you anything about what happened?" Watari replied. 
"yeah... Sadly, she was beaten by her father. She barely survived it, we just got her out of surgery." the man ruffled her hair. X snarled at him and he stopped. 
"I'll talk to her about that..." Watari said gravely. He sat down in a chair next to her bed. "please, tell me how this happened." 
"I don't remember... He just got upset and beat me to hell... Then I crawled to the orphanage. Now, I'm here..." X lied. 
"okay... I'm waiting for the report on how he bet her and such. I'll be back soon." the surgeon walked out. 
"beaten... Some people in this world... They just don't understand..." Watari grimaced. X wanted to laugh, her plan was working. 
"ok now what happened here?" a woman walked in. She was large and had coal black skin. The woman took a seat and pulled out a paper and pen. 
"she was beaten by her father..." Watari frowned.  
"beaten huh? Little girl, what is your name?" the woman asked. 
"I don't remember...." X lied. If she weren't surrounded by people she would have laughed and grinned like no one else. 
"okay, that's alright. I'm from social services and it seems your now an orphan. Quillsh has agreed to allow you to stay at his orphanage. He did say one thing though, we have to give you an IQ test. Don't worry, it'll be after your all fixed up." she smiled kindly. 
"an IQ test? Why?" X asked in a fake weak voice. She, being insane, ignored pain for the most part. Which was the reason she was able to live. 
"well, my home is for gifted orphans. So we just want to make sure your at least not below average." Watari said. 
"okay... I think I'll get some sleep now..." X nearly burst into laughter. A man walked in, holding a clipboard. 
"I'll need to talk to a mister Quillsh. This is the girls report." he angrily flared his nostrils. 
"yes, I am Watari." the old man got out of his seat and walked over to the male nurse. 
"alright, as you can see she has a severe concussion, two broken ribs, a fractured arm, and she was raped profusely." the nurse whispered. X grinned widely with her white teeth. Her plan ha worked, well too. The doctors thought she had been raped which was just what she wanted. Even if X scored lowly on the IQ test, which she wouldn't, watari would have to keep her. The few days she had stayed at the orphanage X could tell Watari had a soft spot for kids. Especially ones that had been beaten. 
"oh... My lord... That's horrible... I'll be taking her in. How long will she be here?" Watari muttered. 
"just a few more days. That's all she need to recover from the surgery and to get casted." the male nurse clenched his fists. X barely stifled a huge laugh which came out like a grungy snore. 
"are you okay?" the woman asked. X didn't reply but simply put her thumb in her mouth and bit down on it to keep herself from falling apart. 
"I have to get back to my orphanage immediately, will everything be okay here? Take this," Watari slipped the nurse a card with his number on it. "call me when she's to be picked up."
"sure. Good bye now..." the man grumbled. Watari made his way out of X's hospital room. The woman left as well leaving X alone. She made and effort to sit up but failed miserably. 
"YES! YES! it worked it worked it worked! SUCK IT NEAR! SUCK IT!" she screeched. "wonder is they have jam here... What's that do!?" X picked up the intercom for the nurses station. She pressed the talk button gleefully. "do you have any strawberry jam?" 
"what? If I'm correct you just cam out of surgery... Your in no position to be eating. Just wait an hour and then call back." a disgruntled nurse answered. 
"well fine then! Gosh... Stupid nurses... I wish I could walk around. But they have this stupid IV in my arm and I can't really move..." X snarled. She poked at the bandages wrapped around her chest. "broken ribs, broken arm, concussion, rape! It's working so well for me! Gracias el Roberto! Im saying it in Spanish just for you. Dickwad..." she snarled and then picked the intercom back up. "hi, I'm really cold." 
"okay, one moment." the nurse growled. He walked in with an extra blanket and threw it onto X. 
"I would place it kindly. Because if you don't, I'll rip your throat out." X grinned. She was torturing the nurse mercilessly. 
"I'll be right back... Calling psych ward..." the nurse snapped. X giggled and pushed a piece of black hair away. 
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Your not going to win. Ahaha." she laughed. 
"never mind, no need to call. You have a concussion so I'll just forget you said anything..." the woman walked out. X growled at the still folded blanket on her chest. She picked the intercom back up. 
"hi, I ordered a blanket and the nurse who gave it to me just threw it on me. It's not keeping me warm and it's freezing in here so can I get some help." X barked. The same, and now furious, nurse strode in. She angrily fluffed the blanket over X and stormed out. 
"thank you ray of sunshine." X snarled after her. A boy was pushed in, with a pageboy hair cut and leather pants. X held back a torrent of hysterics when she saw him. 
"I'm mello... Watari sent me down to test- I mean meet you." mello sat down coolly on the chair next to her bed. 
"test me? Sounds like Watari. I'm... Well, scratch that, I don't have a name." X patted her stomach with her right arm. The arm that had remained unbroken and unscathed during the beating. 
"I heard your parents beat you. That true? Watari ordered me to interrogate you on that. He's pretty sneaky. But what do you expect from an ex-sniper?" mello asked. 
"yeah, it's true. What do you want to know about it?" X replied, ready to spin another lie. 
"well I don't really want to know about it, but tell me." mello pulled a chocolate bar out of his vest. He unwrapped it carefully and sunk his teeth into the brown flesh. 
"he got pissed and beat the crap out of me. I passed out, woke up he was gone, crawled for a while until I got to Watari's. That's that." X yawned. 
"good story. But I don't buy it." mello protested. 
"don't buy it huh?" X laughed. 
"not one bit. What's the truth," he bit down on the bar. "I want to know." 
"that is the truth." X pressed a button on the side of the bed. It slid up quickly and X was able to sit straight. A stab of pain slammed into her side. 
"your going to have a hard time making me believe that." mello snapped through another piece of chocolate. 
"wanna help me harass the nurse?" X grinned. She picked the intercom up and shook it side to side. 
"sure." mello put his hands behind his head coolly.
"excuse me nurse, I need some water." X giggled into the Device. 
"what?!" the women screeched and stomped in the room. 
"my friend is out of chocolate, fix that please. I would myself but I can't walk." X smiled deviously. 
"he can!" the nurse protested. 
"no, he can't actually. My friend has a fear of hospitals and sicknesses. So terrible he will pass out if he leaves this room for more than two minutes without hand sanitizer or a mop." X touched her heart with her right arm. 
"I'm having trouble even in here..." mello put his hands on his face. 
"fine! I'll get your stupid friend some chocolate..." the nurse grumbled. You could almost see smoke pouring from her ears as she slammed the door. Mello moved from the chair and high fived X. 
"that was actually pretty fun... So, how about you tell me what really happened?" mello Crossed his legs. 
"promise not to tell?" X licked her lips. Mello threw the wrapper of his chocolate bar down. 
"if it's interesting enough I think I might be able to spin Watari a tale about how you don't want to tell anyone and he threatened your life." he winked. X winked back spastically and then laughed. 
"well alright mello. You are THE first person who will know. When I was six, I heard about someone named L. A super detective, best in the world. Naturally, I had to know about this. I used to live in Denmark and I stowed away in luggage and little spaces all the way here to Westchester. I stayed on the streets for a few days, picking up rumors and tid bits. Didn't take me long to find Watari's and waltz in there. So many orphans, Watari didn't even really notice my presence. I met BB and then... Things got... Complicated. Then I left Watari's and stowed away in the basement. They keep it boarded up, I don't know why. I hate near, a lot. It is my mission and my duty to defeat him. I did some really fantastic creepy stuff to him and challenged him. Somehow, he found out what I looked like and sent one of his dogs after me. I knew he would find out who I was so I told him to beat the crap out of me. That way I could go back to wammys to better execute my plan. Oh, and I had him kick me in groin so it looked like I had been raped. Because, of course, Watari would never turn down a beaten rape victim! And it seems my plan has worked! HA!" X laughed maniacally. Mello grinned widely, someone else hated near. 
"if you hate near, you are officially one of my close friends. How old are you?" he clapped. 
"eight or nine, maybe ten. I really lost track. It took a LONG time to get here and I've been in the basement for a while. DOING THINGS, AND STUFF." X took a sip if water. 
"very good, I'm about Fifteen." mello cracked his knuckles. 
"hey, isn't there another wammy boy? Other than you and near." X licked her fingers. 
"yeah... Well at least there was. Matt was my best friend but he freaking ran off to California and now he's in japan with his girlfriend..." mello grunted. 
"aww, I'm sorry. He disobeyed man code." X jabbed at her bruised lip. 
"man code?" mello asked. 
"yeah, you know BBH. bros before hos." X took another sip of water. 
"ha! Never heard that before. But he should have listened to it, I've been trapped at wammys with Watari the old bag and near the incompetent, socially awkward, big headed, albino, jackass." mello growled. 
"don't worry, we can have lots of fun with near." X smiled in an evil manor. Mello now had the impression she was psychotic, but he didn't mind. 
"im sure we will." mello replied happily. A bag of chocolate kisses came flying in and smacked him in the face. X broke into hysterics and nearly choked on water. 
"theres your chocolate..." the nurse snarled from across the hall. 
"thank you!" mello flipped the nurse off. She turned red with anger and stormed off. 
"nice. So you going to stay here for a while? I could use the company..." X wiped some sweat off her brow. 
"yeah, I'll probably be here until about nine so maybe another half hour. I'm not big on hanging at Watari's. Nears there and I just lock myself in my room. I miss having Matt there... He was pretty fun. Penelope too, I liked her. Not a bunch but she was okay. Near really despised her though." mello leaned back and ripped the bag open. 
"so who is Matt with? Like who did he run away for?" X asked. She scratched at the chest bandage eagerly. 
"well, they don't like to be called a couple but he's pretty much with Penelope. You know, the girl who was abandoned at birth and survived for two days in january. That one." mello chomped down on a kiss. 
"never heard of her. Was she a wammy person?" X ripped at her gown. The hospital setting was far from comfortable for her. She hated the bandages they had covered her in, the scratched linens, and worst of all, the gowns. 
"yeah, she was a successor, almost surpassed me. She was always really happy and joyful, almost the light in our group. Then, we all went to see a movie at the theater. Even near, go figure huh? And all of a sudden a ton of the guys in there stood up and pulled guns. BB kind of went crazy and killed a ton, Penelope slit a few throats, Matt punched a few guys out, I stole a gun and shot three. Of course near just sat there with his stupid toy plane... Anyway Penelope ran off and went to japan a year later Matt went to Cali. Left me with near and now you here. So that's pretty much the story." mello said with a mouthful of chocolate. 
"sounds horrible. My story was much less exciting. But we have a deal now, you cannot tell Watari!" X looked around impatiently. 
"alright, alright. I won't tell him anything except that your dad threatened your life if you said anything. When do you get out of this place?" a few lights shut off down the hall. 
"three or four days. Which is three or four days too long... I hate hospitals! And there's no jam in here..." X complained. 
"tell you what, I'll bring you a jar tomorrow." mello gnawed on the kisses. 
"really?! That would be pretty fantastic! Almost as good as Alfred..." X mused. 
"Alfred?" mello raised a blonde eyebrow. 
"yeah, Alfred. He was the fantastic and amazing dinosaur in my dream last night..." X reminisced. 
"okay... Well it's a bit of a walk back to wammys so I'll see you tomorrow." mello waved. He stretched after getting out of the chair and then waltzed out. Mello strode down to the elevator and slid out into the night. Cool air pricked his exposed flesh as he walked. Mello toyed with his necklace idly. The strings on his pants bounced along with his steps. Everything seemed to be in sync that night, everything was right. The boy plucked a chocolate kiss from his pocket and unwrapped it daintily with his gloved hands. He licked his lips in preparation before shoving the bittersweet blob in his moist mouth. Mello took a deep breath, cold air stinging his nostrils, and then sighed. Perhaps he would finally have someone else to socially interact with. None of the other wammy kids were much of a conversation and no one other than near was even close to mellos intelligence level. That was the main reason he was an L successor. But the blonde was to impulsive, often letting emotions get in his way. Though that did allow him to be a social man. He wasn't like near, quiet and confidential. Mello was louder, speaking up and taking action when needed. He never ignored a call and wanted more than anything else to be before near. Mello had always come in just after him, A+ versus A- was the only thing keeping him from being number one. That and his emotional tendencies. Mello arrived at wammys after a brisk walk and he threw the doors open. Few orphans were still awake and the lobby was deserted. 
"miheal, over here." Watari called. Mello rolled his eyes, no one used his real name anymore. 
"what Watari?" he asked. 
"how did it go? What did the girl say? Does she have a name?" Watari replied curiously. 
"fine. She said that her dad threatened her life if she told anyone about what happened, and no. A least not that she knows of." mello answered coolly. 
"I see, the dads probably already fled town so it seems we are out of luck on catching him... Well goodnight miheal. Go back tomorrow morning, see if you can get anything else." Watari dismissed the boy.
"see ya Watari." mello cracked his knuckles and strode away. 
X was still sitting in the hospital without jam or tea. She was extremely bored so the girl picked up the intercom. 
"hey, im bored and hungry and bored. Can you... Fix that?" X groaned. 
"I can give you a mild sedative, to help shut you up." the nurse snapped. X giggled to herself and then tool a sip of water. 
"I'd like that. Nothing else to do. My friend miheal, weird name huh, left me. I loved him... I LOVED HIM SO MUCH!" she shrieked. Someone banged on the wall and shouted a number of inaudible curses. 
"alright... Whether you like it or not I'm giving you the sedative..." the nurse snarled. She stalked over to X's room and handed her a small pill cup. 
"thank you... Leena? Haha weird name." X giggled. She tossed the pills into her mouth with her aching arm and swallowed them down. Within minutes the girl was passed out. 

"oh I like that, cool." the nurse handed X a few pain pills and then scurried out. 
"gotta hold on to what we got it doesn't really matter if we make it or not!" she sang as the woman left. X had always enjoyed music, all types of music. She had heard a few really interesting rock songs in the grocery store. "can't wait to get to Japan... It will be wonderful. BB is going to be so happy! Maybe he'll fall in love with me... HA! what a stupid thought! How could anything love me?" X frowned. She stared at her skinny arms and looked down. Everything about her was ten times smaller than it should have been. For X, love had always been a curious thing. She had never felt it before. Not even with BB. Even though she often screeched something about the boy like 'I love you' or 'your amazing' X had never really meant it. The more she pondered feelings, the more she came to a bad conclusion. That she didn't have any. X experienced happiness, but never sadness or melancholy or pain or love. Never a feeling deeper than joy over a jar of strawberry jam. "it isn't like I've had chances to feel love... Is it?" she sighed. X looked around her small room, white curtains, white doors, white floors, white sheets, white everything. Everything except her. She was tan and small, with red eyes and black hair. X had gone over her appearance millions of times and never found anything significantly beautiful or stunning. But not even being upset about her appearance made her feel anything other than neutral. And that's how it almost always was. 

"whoa! It's so awesome in here!" Penelope screeched. She and Matt had just pulled into the parking garage. Penelope stuck her hand out window and peeked at a small device. It said 'place index finger here' above a tiny screen. She did as told and shoved her finger onto the machine. It identified her quickly and then Matt did the same. 
"this is a pretty awesome place." Matt grinned. He liked how advanced everything was. Matt had already begun analyzing how he could trick the mechanisms and break in. They pulled up and parked, Penelope lugged the suitcase out. Matt grabbed the bag for her and they departed. The two marched up a flight or two of stairs and then walked through an arch. It bleeped when Matt went through and an X popped up on a screen. 
"dammit..." he grumbled. 
"huh?" Penelope mused. She removed the gun and switchblade from her thigh and walked through briskly. A check appeared on the screen and a light ping went belting out.
"the keys are still in my pants..." Matt laughed. 
"smooth Matt." Penelope giggled. He stuck his tongue out at her and then turned around. Matt removed the keys, a pistol, a wallet, and a chain from his pockets and then faced the arch. It beeped unhappily and he pulled our his PSP. Matt walked back through the arch and the X reappeared. He growled and then knelt down. Matt quickly removed an essential wire from the power source and then jumped through. Nothing happened and he grinned. 
"being smart has it's advantages." he winked. Matt reclaimed all of his items before walking out with
Penelope. They reached a large room with tens of small TV screens. L sat vacantly in a chair, staring up at misa amane. She was being put up on the largest screen. 
"L? What are you doing?" Penelope snarled. 
"surveilling amane." he replied. 
"stalker..." she whispered. 
"if I had the option, I would surveil her too." Matt grinned. Penelope elbowed him in the stomach and frowned. 
"douche..." she muttered. 
"ow!" Matt grumbled. 
"feel free to go and set up in your rooms." L interjected, stopping the argument. 
"of course." Penelope said. She hooked a finger on matt's chain and dragged him over. Penelope angrily pushed the '12' button and crossed her arms. 
"I call master bedroom!" Matt cried. 
"no way! I get master!" Penelope protested. 
"too late, I called it." Matt smiled. He lit a cigarette and puffed happily. 
"you only get master if I get to throw those cigarettes away!" Penelope said. She jumped up to snatch the tube but Matt skittered backwards. 
"fine... You get master then." he sighed. 
"I wish you would stop smoking..." penelope frowned. 
"but smoking is my thing. Plus," Matt removed the cigarette from his mouth. "you have to admit this is sexy." 
"it's so not sexy." Penelope said, struggling to maintain a straight face. 
"yes it is." he grinned and poked her head. 
"no way!" Penelope giggled and poked him in the stomach gleefully.
"don't lie." he smirked. Matt jabbed her side and she let out a loud laugh. 
"I'm not lying!" she replied. The elevator doors swung open and they walked out. The living area was huge and had a small fountain in the middle. Two black couches sat in front of a small TV vacantly. A few small rugs were scattered throughout the area. 
"sweet!" Penelope cried. 
"nice!" Matt agreed. They continued exploring the platform. The next room had a bright red couch in it and a huge LCD TV at the front. 
"this ones for you." Penelope smiled. 
"oh my god. I love ryuzaki." Matt said and hugged the TV. 
"come on," Penelope grabbed him by the vest and pried him off the black box. "let's go Matt." 
"goodbye sweet sweet TV. I will be back soon..." he replied in awe. Penelope walked into a giant room to be met by a big black bed, a medium size TV, a purple rug, and a purple desk. She grinned and flopped onto the large black comforter. 
"AH!" she cried in joy. Matt joined her on the black fabric and pulled her closer.
"we should definitely break this bed in." he winked. Penelope laughed and then smirked in reply. 
"let's right now." she smiled. Matt grinned to himself and then grabbed her. She kicked him away and began jumping on the mattress. 
"thats not what I meant by break it in." Matt sighed. Penelope cackled  and grabbed his hands. 
"come on Matt!" she giggled. 
"alright alright..." he said and bounced along with the girl. They jumped about for a few moments, occasionally attempting a back or front flip, before Penelope bounded off. Matt followed her to his room and they peeked inside. 
"cool." Penelope said. Inside was a few shelves, a small couch, a queen sized bed with black and white striped bedding, and a large TV. 
"yes! I got a big TV!" Matt clapped. 
"I think we got the best floor!" Penelope mused. 
"agreed," Matt answered. The two left matt's room and returned to penelope's. "but I'll probably be spending more time in here." 
"it's that or me in yours." she jumped back onto the black cot. Penelope prodded the pillows and poked at the sheets. After a moment she grinned and then motioned for Matt to join her. 
"remember, my birthday is coming up pretty soon." Matt suggested. 
"I know, but don't get your hopes up." she laughed. 
"a man can dream." Matt cackled. 
"says the boy who wanted to broadcast himself playing a racing game throughout England." Penelope giggled. 
"hey! That was different, I was sexy at that game." Matt protested. 
"you were sexy at it?" Penelope said, stifling a laugh. 
"yes, very." Matt replied seriously. 
"okay... Interesting. I'm hungry." Penelope patted her stomach. 
"I think there's a mini fridge around here somewhere..." Matt replied. 
"no, I'm hungry for food. Not petty snacks." Penelope wondered around the room. 
"snacks ARE food." matt cried. 
"to you! They're all you eat!" Penelope retorted. 
"Yep, got a problem with that?" Matt said coolly. 
"not really.  But I'm actually hungry, for food." she tapped her lips in thought. 
"like said, snacks are food." matt winked. 
"nir to you matt!" Penelope giggled, pushing him back. 
"nir, I don't believe that's a word." Matt grinned. 
"it is now, I just made it one." Penelope protested, smirking. 
"hey, can we get into the surveillance room? I want to get a look at their system..." Matt asked. 
"yeah sure, I don't see why not." penelope shrugged. She grabbed a key off the bedside table and then grabbed matts goggles. 
"ow! Stop let go!" he laughed. 
"nah, I don't feel like it!" she cackled. Matt grunted and slapped at her hand. 
"come on, please?" he begged. 
"okay, first, I can go through water boarding for over thirty seconds. And second, NEVER!" she giggled. 
"you're gonna screw up my goggles!" Matt huffed. 
"I'd much rather fog them up." she grinned. Penelope tossed him into the elevator and tackled him. He fell to the ground clumsily, goggles ary. Matt grabbed her waist and pulled her over. 
"you mean steam." he chuckled. 
"no, I mean fog." Penelope replied. 
"I think steams the better term for it. Fog is weather, steam is what happens when some cold moisture gets hot." Matt smirked. 
"yeah, but fog is the slang word for it. The word more humans use." Penelope replied. 
"I guess you're right on that. I'm not the most social person around." Matt shrugged. 
"not that I care..." she grinned. Penelope leaned in and kissed him. He kissed back and held her tightly. 
"EWW!" Misa shrieked. "get a room!" 
"I was planning to..." Matt growled. 
"even more ew!" Misa cringed. 
"why are you even in here?!" Penelope barked. 
"I'm going to see light! If you guys can make out in an elevator, I can go see my boyfriend!" she exclaimed. 
"I am so tired of you! You're such a dumb-ass!" Penelope cried, jumping up. 
"don't say that I'm smart!" Misa protested. 
"oh really? Than what's twelve time three?!" Penelope snarled. 
".... Its obviously... Twenty! I mean thirty six?" Misa winced. 
"wow, you got it but that took a LONG time. You are SUCH an idiot." Penelope said blankly. She crossed her arms and scowled. 
"oh light!" Misa sang as the doors swung open. "I have a surprise for you!" 
"DAMN YOU MISA!" Penelope screeched. She flipped her middle finger up and Misa put a hand to her mouth as the doors shut. 
"dirty girl..." Matt mumbled. 
"sorry, can't help it. I'm rude and crass. But only to people I don't like! I'd never do that to you." she smiled. 
"I don't know, it's kind of sexy. Maybe you should." he whispered, closing his arms around her waist. "no, I'd feel bad. Just because I'm mean to people like Misa doesn't mean I don't have a heart." she smiled. 
"you have the biggest heart of anyone I know." Matt kissed the top of her head. The doors opened again and Matt perked up. He raced out of the elevator and jumped into one of the chairs. 
"you're like a kid in a candy shop." Penelope giggled. 
"oh... It's so high tech." he cooed. 
"you are just so cute right now!" Penelope beamed. She rubbed her fist on his head and then sat next to him. 
"it's all so recent, so new. I love it." Matt ran his fingers across a keyboard. "you know what I could do with this? I could become Jesus." 
"cool." Penelope mused. 
"I'm going to do something for you. I'll hack the head of the CIA's email." Matt grinned. 
"you love me that much?!" Penelope cried. 
"yep, that much." Matt said, typing madly. 
"you shall receive a fantastical present for your birthday! What do you want?" she cooed. 
"your still beating heart fire roasted and on a silver platter." he laughed maniacally. 
"that could be arranged." she giggled. 
"well actually, id like you... In nothing but your socks." he winked. Penelope smacked his head and scowled. 
"sick sick bastard." she growled. 
"that right there, it's hot." he smirked. Penelope glared at him blankly and then crossed her arms. "men will be men!" 
"and teenage matts will be teenage matts..." she huffed. 
"done." Matt grinned. 
"if this is good, your birthday wish may be granted!" she clapped. 
"then I hope this is good." Matt replied, leaning back. 
"oh! Oh god!" Penelope screeched. 
"what the hell man?!" man cried. 
"turn it off turn it off turn it off!!!" she shrieked. 
"im trying!" Matt said, jamming the escape button. 
"is it over?!" she winced. 
"its gone, it's all good..." Matt sighed. 
"well that was... Terrible. At least now we know that was his personal email..." Penelope cringed. 
"kinky..." Matt mumbled. 
"seriously... Ick..." she frowned. 
"let's go, anywhere but here... Don't want anyone else seeing that..." Matt said, backing away. The two exploded into laughter and they took off down the stairs. 


"so when do I get out of here?" X groaned. 
"tomorrow I believe. You've made a fantastic recovery from the surgery and your arm is healing really quickly." the surgeon mumbled. 
"yay!" she clapped. 
"You very resilient, not many girls could recover from that so quickly." the man smiled. 
"I try to move on and not get stuck in the past." X said innocently. 
"good," he ruffled her hair. "we'll have someone come in soon to bring you back to Watari's orphanage." X smiled kindly and waved as he walked out. 
"ruffle my hair one more time and I will freaking kill you!" X snapped. 
"I'm back." mello grunted. 
"mells! Wassup?!" she exclaimed. 
"don't call me mells!" he snarled. 
"whatever you say, mells." she winked. 
"I'm so going to maul you." he sneered. 
"I so hope you do. Because then I can get your ass thrown in jail and  I can sue you as well." X cackled. 
"maybe you don't want this then..." he taunted, tossing a jar of jam into the air. 
"NO!" she shouted. 
"then don't call me mells and don't be bitch with me." Mello ordered. 
"fine, just trying to have some fun..." X