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Where is Near? That was what I was thinking as I crawled into my bed. I couldn’t help but feel worried that my arch enemy hadn’t gone to bed yet. No, not because I cared about him, but because I was worried that he was planning something to get back at me for ruining his dice city. So naturally I just had to go and make sure he wasn’t planning anything that could get him killed, or worse, me. I silently slipped out of bed so I wouldn’t wake up Matt who was snoring obnoxiously, not worrying about anything. As I crept out our room, I started walking towards the room that Near usually played with all his toys. I expected to s

The strained high pitched gameboy music was battling with the steady downpour of water coming from the shower throughout the small apartment that Mello and Matt shared. Even with both of then doing odd jobs around L.A. they barely scraped up enough to pay for the necessities like rent, food, cigarettes, chocolate and at least one new game a month.  It consisted of a barely passable kitchen; the fridge so meticulous that they had to kick it to make it shut properly, a tiny bedroom just big enough for both of their beds, a small bathroom that Mello was currently in and the living room that Matt was in. He was currently sitting on the old decrep

“Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven…” Mikami counted out, insanity creeping its way through his voice with each passing second, “thirty-eight, thirty-nine…” Raito threw Near a malicious grin, “I win Near.” “Forty!” Mikami cried out elatedly while the SPK and Japanese Task Force members tensed as if to brace themselves from what seemed to be an imminent death. Strained seconds passed as Near and Raito stared each other down; the other detectives almost willing the cold, cruel hand of Death to take their rather inadequate lives away. After all, this was between them; Separate sides of t