A/n: My take on Mello, Matt, Near and Wammys. Not positive if this will follow canon plot yet. I'll tell you later when I get closer to the Kira case and all that jazz. For those of you who read my Digimon fan fictions (I don't think there are many of you… but still) I've stumbled across a block for the epilogue to Confused? It will be up as soon as something comes to mind. Until then, you all have to wait. There will be two prologues. I know that sounds weird but deal with it. The first is; 'The Meeting of Mello and Matt' and the Second, 'The Meeting of Mello, Matt and Near'. I'm going to try and use British slang, 'casue after all they are in England. However; if I don't know the slang, or I just don't like their slang (like snogging... I hate the word snogging) I'll use American slang.
This is rated T for swearing, but that won't come until later chapters, after all their only children for the first few chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, The Legend of Zelda, Poke'mon or Gameboy.
The Meeting of Mello and Matt:
Mello sat across from two grown men, both of whom were talking in turn. Next to him sat a ginger, with goggles, playing- by the sounds of the music- Poke'mon. From what Mello had listened too, this boy was his new roommate. Mello didn't do roommates. His room was his own and no one could intrude on that. Especially not some wimpy – butt – ginger- who spent the majority of the time lost in his games. Deciding he had enough Mello stoop abruptly and moved for the door. To his extreme annoyance the boy got up, and started following him.
"Mello, if you find it so necessary to leave without hearing us out, fine, but Matt goes with you." Rodger said. Mello acted as if he hadn't heard him and continued out the door. Agitated again when Matt followed him to his room, he sped up in hopes of losing the boy. To no avail however; Matt kept pace with him, just as an obedient dog to his master.
"Why are you following me?" He seethed, stopping in front of his door and turning on Matt.
"I thought this institution was for the intelligent I'm following you because we're roommates. Just because you are blonde, doesn't mean that you are justified to act this dumb. Live above the influence, fight peer pressure- blondie" Matt answered, not even looking up from his game to give Mello eye contact. Mello spluttered in front of him. There was no way this- this little boy had just said what he'd said. He growled, and turned to the door quickly shutting and locking it behind him. Smirking, he tossed a key up into the air and caught it. Seeing as how Matt was his new roommate, he got the key to give to the ginger. Which meant Matt was locked in the hallway until some teacher was nice enough – or stupid enough- to let him in.
"Open the door Mello" Said the disturbingly calm voice of Matt. Mello frowned that Matt was so calm, and had figured it out so fast. He thought a moment, but decided against even gracing the aforementioned boy with 'no'. Instead he jumped into his bed, crawled under the blankets, and fell asleep.
A few hours later, he awoke to a cool draft. He cracked open his eyes, and to his amazement, he saw the window open. Something the he knew he didn't do. Upon examining further, he found Matt sitting on the bed his Gameboy still in hand – however the music now shut off- lost to the world. "How did you get in here?" Mello questioned, anger rising at whomever was stupid enough to let Matt in. Without a word, Matt gestured his heat towards the door; which had no handle. The missing brass knob in question, was now sitting on the floor, in front of the door piled neatly as if it was supposed to be there.
"You took apart my door?!" Mello screeched, flinging his blankets aside to go and examine his now handle- less door.
"Well, you locked it on me, how else was I supposed to get in?" Matt said, waving a mini screw driver set in the air, just to taunt Mello.
"Why do you even have one of those?" Mello questioned, his curiosity overwhelming his anger for the moment.
"On some of the gaming systems it's very difficult to get the batteries in without a screw driver. That- and incase my new psychotic- possibly- girl- roommate decides to be stupid enough to lock me out of our room." Matt said, going back to Poke'mon and ignoring the enraged blonde.
"You will put my door back together." Mello spat through clenched teeth, his hands balling into fists, and his usual pale skin, becoming blotchy with anger. "Now!" He added when Matt ignored him.
"Our door and I will do no such thing. You brought this on yourself. Honestly locking someone who's supposed to be genius out of a room. I could have picked the lock within a minute. If you want the door handle back so badly then you put it back on." Mello twitched visibly; he growled and reached into his pocket, producing a chocolate bar. He ripped it open, and took a chunk out. His anger grew when he heard more laughing, he looked up at Matt. "You eat chocolate? You really must be a girl!"
"I'm not a girl." Mello said through gritted teeth, chomping off more chocolate. "And I'll beat you if you say it again."
"Whatever" Matt droned ignoring the blonde and un-pausing his game. Mello growl and storm out the door, leaving it open behind him.
"Fix the door!" he yelled over his shoulder. Kids in the hallway all staring as he stormed by, blonde hair flying every which way, he was going to make the gamer pay. No one talked to him like that. He was first (1)at this place. He refused to be treated like a child. Mello smirked. He already knew the perfect way to get Matt to fall to his knees literally and beg for his forgiveness.
"No," Matt said quietly to and empty room, since Mello was long gone. He refused to be pushed around by a girly boy who ate chocolate, that's not why he came here.
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Matt grumbled through the hallways, trying to find his way back to the room he shared with Mello. Finally after what seemed like forever, he was able to locate the handless door. Smirking, he pushed it open. It had been like that for nearly two weeks. After- on several occasions- refusing to replace the door handles, Mello had turned it around as a punishment to Matt not to have the door handles on.
Mello had said that once one of his games was stolen he'd think twice, and want the door handles back on. Fat chance. He went over to his dresser to grab his Gameboy. He frowned when he found it missing, deciding to look for it later; he went over to the T.V. fully intending to plug in his N64 and play a little bit of Legend of Zelda before the explosive blonde found his way back here.
His frown deepened when one of his cords was missing, successfully rendering the system useless. His eyes narrowed behind orange tinted goggles. This had Mello written all over it. The little fink had been hinting towards his games being stolen for two weeks, and for them to suddenly disappear the one day he wasn't in his room when Mello was. It was too perfect for a real theft.
He stormed down to the common room of Wammys and burst through the door. "Mello, give them back." He seethed, storming up to the taller blonde. "Give them back now" The blonde looked up with mild surprise at the fire ball that was his roommate.
"What are you talking about Matt?" Mello asked, through a mouthful of chocolate. "Give what back exactly?" He cocked his head to one side, giving Matt an almost perfect look of innocence.
"My games you twat, you took them I know you did."
"Oh- you mean this?" Mello asked again, holding up Matt's yellow Gameboy color. "Is this what you want?" Matt nodded furiously and lunged for the game, however, Mello just moved back and held it higher. "I'll give it too you, but first, you have to kneel down and say; "Please give me my game back Mello. You were right, someone could steal it, and I'll put the door handles back on."
"I will do nothing of the sort, now give it back!" Matt yelled, a crowed of children had formed around them, watching with interest what would happen. Usually, after a while the kids would just do what Mello said. It had been a long while since anyone had put up such a fight. Matt lunged again, but Mello just lightly jumped away.
"I don't think so, not until you do as I say." Matt let out a vicious growl that sounded almost like 'never' before, throwing a punch in Mello's direction. This only made the blonde tisk like he was scolding a small child; he grabbed Matt's hand, and bent it backwards, successfully making the ginger drop to his knees biting back a scream of pain. "There, you have the first part done. Now, just say it." Matt shook his head and Mello tisked again. "Just say it, and I'll let go of your game."
"Please give me my game back Mello. You were right, someone could steal it, and I'll put the door handles back on." Matt said finally through gritted teeth. His head fell against his chest in defeat. The blonde would get served for this, but Matt had already figured this wasn't the time. Mello smirked, and – still holding onto Matt- brought his other hand back, and threw the game across the room. Smirking in satisfaction as it shattered against the wall.
"Next time, I suggest doing as I say, when I say it, Mattie" and with that he let Matt go, and sauntered away. Matt sat on the ground, his eyes burning angrily. The blonde was going to get pay back. There was no way a humiliation like this would go un- punished. But first however; he needed to visit Rodger.
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Mello's smirk fell when he finally reached his room, and the door handles were still out of place, he frowned and walked through the door. He came face to face with an enraged looking Rodger and a teary eyed Matt. He gaped for a minute, there was no way-
"Is it true Mello that you broke Matt's Gameboy?" Rodger asked his voice quiet and deadly, "After deliberately locking him out of his own room, so that he was forced to take off the door handles to get in?" Mello nodded, it wasn't like he could lie. Rodger always found out one way or another, he did shoot a glare over towards the gamer, who just smirked through his tears. "Put the door back together Mello, later on we'll be having a talk about your behavior."
Rodger left on that final note, and Mello turned to see Matt – dry eyed and smirking- holding out a screw driver. "Better get cracking Mello, by the looks of it, I'd say you have no idea how that handle goes together." Mello gaped again, Matt had been faking. How had Rodger not seen through that? He growled and grabbed the screw driver. Matt walked past him. "I want my N64 chords back, and don't call me Mattie." He said, walking out the door no doubt going to the lounge to use their gaming systems.
Matt walked down the halls, searching for the perfect kid for the next phase of his get- back- at – Mello plan. The fake crying had gone off with a hitch, now all he needed was the humiliating the blonde part and all would be well. He smirked finding a boy he knew would work. "Hey, Tevin, come here for a bit." He called out to a boy with black and red hair.
"Yeah?" Tevin asked, making his way over other boys in an attempt to get to the ginger haired boy.
"I need you to do something for me. Do you know Mello?" Matt asked, a chestier grin appearing, when Tevin's answer was no. "Good, here is what I need your help with…."
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Mello sighed in relief; he'd finally gotten the door handle back in place. He stood up and turned to go return the screw driver, unfortunately he fell back down. He looked up to see he'd run into a boy with long black hair with red streaks. "Watch it when you are standing up little girl." The boy said Mello looked almost murderous; he stood ready to pounce when the boy spoke again. "Don't get so offended blondie, you are a very cute girl, I'd bet any boy would love to go out with you." The boy said, his face mock fear at Mello's outburst, he then turned around after the statement and began walking away.
"I'm not a girl you jerk. I don't have curly hair! I don't wear frilly dresses, or matching girly socks. I'm a boy got it?" Mello shouted after him. However; the other just ignored him and kept walking back towards the play room. Deciding to ignore him, Mello gave a small nod, like he'd won something and continued on to Rodger's office.
From his dark corner Matt shut the camcorder off, what he'd captured would work well. Mello had reacted better then he thought he would. This would turn out better then he thought.
The next day, Matt's plan was all set in motion today there were having a 'special' news broadcast from Wammy's students who were taking classes like news anchoring. Thanks to the hidden skills only Rodger and Wammy knew about, Matt had planted a very special broadcast at the end of the announcements. He looked over at Mello, smirking at the fact the boy wasn't paying attention- instead he was studying something- not for long, Matt looked back at the T.V. just as the announcements had finished, the moment of truth was here.
""What it when you are standing up little boy," A T.V. Tevin said, Mello- recognizing the voice looked up to see himself and the boy from the other day on the screen. What was going on? "I'm not a boy you jerk!" The Mello on the television said, Mello instantly froze. This was defiantly the conversation from yesterday, but he hadn't said that. "I have naturally curly hair! I love frilly dresses, and matching girly socks, I'm a girl got it?" Mello shouted. The real Mello looked around at everyone in the class, all of them sniggering behind their hands. His eyes fell on one boy in particular. Matt. Somehow, Matt had done this. His attention broke when the boy from the other day spoke again.
"Don't get offended blondie, you are a very cute girl, I'm sure any boy would love to go out with you." The boy looked absolutely terrified of Mello, and spoke as if trying to please him. He then, proceeded to walk away, as if trying to get away from the blonde as fast as possible. The television Mello then nodded and walked away. In his seat, Mello could feel the blush creeping up on his cheeks, every movement from the day before made scene. He'd been set up, and then taped, and that tape had been tampered with. Who ever had done this, had to be a master mind. A perfect genius, Mello looked at Matt, and Matt looked back. Mello glared, just to warn off the boy. He'd finally met his match. Who knew it would be a ginger haired goggle wearing freak who played too many video games. Without another word, Mello stood up and left the room, his face still hot with embarrassment. Laughter followed him through almost every hallway. He heard parts of the tape playing over and over again. Matt must have hacked the mainframe and put it on loop or something. Mello would just have to figure out what he did.
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Matt peaked around the corner into his room. He saw no sign of the chocolaholic. He snuck in quietly- just in case- and got into his bed. Ok, maybe after Mello had stormed out he'd become slightly afraid of how the blonde would retaliate. So far, he hadn't seen head or tail of Mello and was still trying to figure out if that was a good thing or a very bad thin. He stared up at the ceiling wishing he had his video games. Almost as soon as the though had crossed his mind, a Gameboy color floated into his vision.
Confused, Matt followed the Gameboy to a hand, which lead to an arm, then a body, up to stunning blue eyes and blonde hair. Matt yelped and fell out of his bed. Mello rolled his eyes and tossed the Gameboy onto the bed. "For the one I broke." He said after a while trying to break the silence. Matt just stared at him hard. Where was the retaliation? He'd humiliated Mello in front of the whole school.
"I've never met anyone who's retaliated after I've publicly humiliated them. You did that and then some. I applaud you, and would like to have you on my side instead of against me. Think of the possibilities of us working together." Mello said, realizing what Matt was waiting for. "Want to be friends?"
"This isn't one of those things where you lead me into a false sense of security then stab me in the back is it?" Matt asked hesitating to believe Mello, but the blonde shook his head. Matt smiled, stood up and offered his hand to Mello. "Friends then." Mello shook it, and smiled.
"Oh!" he said suddenly, going over to a fake plant in the room. "Before I forget, here are your cords back." He bounced back over, and gave them to Matt.
"Thanks. I know it won't help much, but here is the original copy of the movie I made, and the one that actually aired on T.V. will delete itself from the schools memory in about three hours." Matt said, handing over the tape. Mello nodded, and threw it in the trash.
"How did you do that anyway?" Mello asked, his eyes holding true interest.
Matt shrugged before answering. "I just used a movie making program, and moved things around a bit. Then to add in the bit of wording you didn't say, I just used a voice simulator that I hacked from a government website. Its supposed to descramble voices, but I re programmed it to copy them." Mello's mouth almost dropped in surprise.
"That's pretty impressive, is that why you were sent here instead of anther orphanage? Your computer skills?" Again, all he got was a shrug from Matt. He decided to leave it for now. "Oh well, want to head to dinner?"
A/n: Well, there it is folks. My second attempt at a Death Note fan fiction. I can't believe how long it got (I know its not super long but I expected it to be shorter.) Well, leave a review and tell me what you think. As I said on my profile, I got this idea from Bones and Supernatural, with Dean calling Sam 'Sammy' and Booth calling Brennan "Bones" the plot line has nothing to do with either show; but that's where this stemmed from anyhow. Have a nice week!
1: Mello is first until Near gets there. Therefore Matt is second, although I don't bring that up until next chapter, but he is second for now.