Hey guys! This is my first fanfic, it's sort of complicated, I haven't figured it all out yet but this is chapter 1, I've already pretty much finished chapter 2 so that will be up soon. I don't know if its been done before, but it was fun to write (its proabably terrible). Its sort of about what happened at the Wammy house from episode 3-26 of the anime for Death Note, and I know the facts aren't entirely true. Enjoy and please review :)

Rated: M/MA (for mild drug use and some inappropriate language)

Chapter One-

*Wammys house, Watari is speaking to Mello, Matt and Near*

"As you know, you three are the most talented members of Wammy's house at the moment" said Watari, staring into the blank yet engaged eyes of the 3 teens "therefore one of you will succeed L-"

Cutting off Watari, Matt suddenly yells "what the fuck? You never said I was a successor!"

"L was very impressed by your knowledge on technology and your deductive abilities, you just lack motivation" replied Watari

"Yeh, and I wanted to keep it that way-"

"Shut the fuck up Matt and let Tari finish" shouted Mello, interrupting Matt. Silence consumed the room.

"Thank you. Now, continue as you were going, and please try hard; L shall be choosing soon" Watari said, whilst exiting the room "that will be all"

Near sat with a blank puzzle, clutching his toy and staring at the two boys with no emotion.

"It's been nice to work with you boys, I wish you luck" a quiet and calm voice spoke.

"SHUT UP NEAR AND STOP ACTING ALL INNOCENT!" yelled Mello out of nowhere "if it wasn't for you, this job would be mine, fuck Matt, he's dumb, but you, you just sit there, acting like life is just a game or a puzzle, you're not the only one here who's smart!"

Matt stared in fear at his best friend; this had clearly gotten to him. Near continued to look blankly into Mello's fuming eyes; he could tell what was going on. Without making a sound, Near got up and left.

Shortly after, Mello and Matt quietly paced back to their room, passing Near's room on the way, which seemed quiet as normal. Once they got into the room, Mello collapsed onto his bed, ripping open a bar of chocolate.

"Why are you so bothered by this? Who cares if you loose to Near?" asked Matt whilst firing up his PSP, unaware of the anger building up in the older boy.

"Of course you dont! YOURE SHIT AT EVERYTHING MATT! You've never had to compete for anything, if you can't be arsed, you won't fucking do it!" screamed Mello at his red head, who was supposed to be his friend. Overwhelmed by a sudden outburst of anger, Mello jumped off his bed and grabbed Matt by the hair.

"WHAT THE HELL" he cried in pain, whilst being pinned into the wall by Mello. His head was slammed into the bricks, and he was punched in the face, causing a small trail of red blood to trickle down his chin

"FUCK OFF MATT. THIS IS MY FUCKING DREAM. MY PARENTS WERE KILLED BY THIS. DONT YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND THAT?" shouted Mello, right into Matts face as a tear trailed down his face as he noticed what he was doing to his friend.

Both boys dropped to the floors, covered in blood and tears. Matt fell against the wall, and simply broke down into tears. He was too afraid to say anything.

"Matt- I- I'm- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Why did I do this" whispered Mello, feeling sorry for himself. He crawled over to Matt who was trembling in the corner and hugged him, "I'm sorry"

Matt was still to afraid to say anything. Neither of them could say a word, until Matt finally stopped crying.

"Why do we- um-" he said, nervously.

"What is it?" Mello asked, sympathetically, realised the anxiety in his friend, "it's okay, I promise, just tell me"

"We should go into town or something tomorrow... get your mind off he whole L thing" suggested Matt, still worried about his friends uncertain temper.

Nothing was said for a while after that, and Mello had left for a couple of hours, leaving Matt to recover. He was lying on his bed. What had happened? Why did Mello do this to him? All of a sudden, the door handle began to twist, Matt looked up to see Mello walk in, with a half eaten bar of chocolate and bus tickets

"Town. Tomorrow, you and me" said Mello, chucking the bent ticket at Matt, who picked it up, looking puzzled. Nevertheless, he went along with it.

"It was a good idea, I admit that" said Mello, taking a big bite out of his chocolate bar "you know, take our mind off things"

Matt stared at him for a while, contemplating what he'd just said. He sounded genuine.

"I'm in, let's do it" replied Matt, logging off his PSP and crawling under his covers. Mello switched the light off and stumbled blindly around the room, eventually locating his bed and climbing into it.

It was 10 minutes later at about 11pm when the silence was broken by a quiet voice.

"Mello?" Matt questioned "are you asleep yet?"

"Nah" his friend replied "why you ask?"

"No reason" Matt continued, "what are we planning on doing tomorrow then?"

Mello looked across the pitch black room and tried to find the red head, thinking about how to reply to this question.

"I dunno. You feeling rebellious much?"

Matt's eyes widened as it struck him what Mello meant

"What do you mean?" asked Matt just to be sure. Mello replied with a story.

"When we were little, do you remember L telling us all the things he did as a teenager?" said Mello, turning on a torch a pointed it at Matt

"I sort of remember, his teen days did sound fun" said Matt, squinting his eyes at the flickering light.

"I say we try those" the older boy continued "do you remember the one about him trying cigarettes for the first time?"

Matt almost chocked at this suggestion. What the hell was Mello on to? Was he serious? Matt hesitated before replying, then asked- "you really wonna do that?"

"Every teen does it at some point, let's face it, it's probably awful. But who are we to judge if we've never done it?" he said, "besides, no one will find out"

Matt swallowed nervously, but went along with it anyway.

"Okay. We'll use my fake ID I suppose" Matt suggested.

"Since when did you have a fake ID?!" gasped Mello, switching his torch off and preparing to sleep.

"I gotta buy games that are rated 18 somehow..." Matt whispered back, turning his body around. Soon after, both boys were ready for their exciting day tomorrow