Abandoned.

Miki. This is my attempt at a Matt story. I'm sorry for any mistakes and such, as I'm on my iPod.

Disclaimer. I don't own Death Note, or Matt. Because God knows what'd I do if I did. I do however, own my OC. Suck on that, ;D

Sum-after Mello runs away from Whammys, Matt's feeling kind of depressed, and everyone wants to get close to him, now that his violent best friend is gone. What happens when he actually does let some close to him, as Mello was to him?

Abandoned. Chapter 1. Matt

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Mello was gone. Just like that. Gone. Apparently he had ran off to avenge L's death, and beat Near. Roger said he had basically given the successor spot to Near, so I really didn't understand why he still wanted to beat Near. Mello's just weird like that, I guess.

Anyways, a bunch of new people have arrived, and I'm in charge of showing a few around. Great. Normally, Mello would do this, scare the new kids to death, and I would give them "apologetic" looks, but I really didn't give a fuck about them.

"Matt, are you listening?" I was snapped out of my daydream by Roger.

"Yeah, yeah." I muttered. He had token my DS, and I missed it terribly.

"What're you supposed to do?" Roger dangled my DS in front of my face. I simply stared at it.

"Go get the new girl on first floor." I responded robotically.

"Good boy." Roger tossed my DS to me. If it wasn't for a quick reflex somewhere in my body, the game would have smashed on the floor. That would've been bad. I mean, sure it had survived Mello's rages, and there were a lot of them, but I had never dropped it once. I rose from the chair and took left.

Second on the right, second on the right. The directions were repeating in my head. When I finally found the room, I pulled out my DS and started on my game of Zelda. I stood there for a minute, waiting on an angry person to open the door, and meet Mello's raging face.

Then I realized he was gone. I took matters in my own hands, and kicked the door.

"Yes?" a small voice spoke up. I lifted my head from Link and looked at the girl. She had black hair, with purple on the bottom. I noticed in the background, she had a Zelda game on pause.

"Roger told me to come get you." I went back to my game. "Follow me." she closed the door, as I started walking. I noticed she was shorter than me, around 5'3, 5'4.

"what're you playing?" suddenly she spoke from beside me, peering at my screen. I paused the game, and looked at her.

"Look, I'm not here to be your friend. I'm only here because my best friend just ran away from here, and the greetings were his job. Now I have to do the damn things." I sighed and walked faster. Then I realized I just spilled some of my emotions for a complete stranger.

Nice going, Matt.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to see what you were playing." the girl looked at, and played innocent. I shook my head and continued my game. The whole way to the cafeteria I felt eyes on the back of my head, and caught the girl staring at me.

"Uhm. There a problem?" I looked at her. She immediately pointed at the goggles around my neck.

"What's with those? Is there a swimming team here or something?" she asked blankly, still staring. She was really beginning to piss me off.

"I like wearing them, okay?" I turned and kept walking."I don't question you about why your hair is two different colors, so don't question me about the stuff I wear."

"stripes make you look fat." She said bluntly. I turned to her.

"Look, I'm not the violent one around here. That guys gone, and you better feel lucky he's not or you would've just got an earful and possibly ran back to your room crying." Her mouth dropped a tad. I could already tell that Mello had rubbed off on me a lot. "I'm not the talkative type, but you're starting to get on my nerves. Cafeterias straight ahead." She walked on without a word and got in line.

As I entered the cafeteria, I was greeted with a chorus of my name and "heys", something I'm not used to.

I lied, this was a new world I had just entered into with out Mello. I cursed at him under my breath, and I hoped a part of him was telling him that I was getting ready to be attacked without his violent nature protecting us.

I walked to the farthest corner, and prepared to meet my doom, and instantly, I was starting to regret having Mello stick up for me a lot. I had a mouth, and I had backbone, but Mello had enough of that attitude to stick up for half of the orphanage. I just let him do his thing until he got tired of fighting.

Now, if I don't make myself clear to everyone, I'll end up being a pushover, and that's more than likely not gonna happen. So, bring it, children of the corn, what've you got in store for the quiet game nerd, now that his anger management-needing is gone?

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Nah. I think this story's going to turn out good, if I going the right directions. I hope it does. Again, I apologize for any mistakes, and probably the shortness of the chapter.