Ok, so this is my first fanfic, so I decided to make little drabbles since I usually can't stick with making one long story. I hope you enjoy it 3
Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, have a connection to Death Note, other than the fact I am a fan.
"You know Mello, we've been friends a long time and I never said anything...but it's about time I told you. I really think you have a problem and you should see someone about it." A familiar redhead said to his friend who was completely coated in chocolate. "Now, I know it's hard to hear, but I'm only saying this because I care...I mean, think about it...you take it everywhere with you, you get violent if you don't have it and Mello --- wait, are you listening to me Mels?"
The blond lifted his head for him to turn to Matt.
"YES, Matt. I hear you. How could I not? How could you possibly say that? I don't have a problem. There's nothing wrong with me. I may wear too much leather, but thats it." Mello said, denying his very obvious addiction. "Right, L?" he said. The detective stared at the chocolate that covered Mello's hand. "...What?...oh...yeah...sure." L said, drooling. Matt facepalmed, lit a cigarette, and went back to playing his beloved video game.
