Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of its characters.
Warnings: Slightly AU-ish, the word "shit"
Author's Note: I imagine Mello to be about thirteen in this fic. I originally wanted him to be seventeen, but then I remembered he left Wammy's at about fourteen or so... I doubt Roger would want him back. XD
Twenty Reasons to Live
Reason 1: Meeting
Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
- My Chemical Romance, "The End"
Another day down the drain, Matt noted with a grimace as he observed his reflection in the mirror. It was with amusement that he noticed that the movements of himself and his opposite never matched.
The silver moon was rising in the black sky when there was a short rapping on the door. With an obnoxious groan of annoyance and discomfort, he finally left the bathroom to see who was dumb enough to disturb him.
There were two people on the other side of the oak.
"What do you want, Roger?" questioned Matt, arms folded over his chest.
Ignoring the redhead's rudeness, Roger replied, "This is your new roommate, Mello."
The blond-haired teenager pushed past the older man. Roger sighed in discontent; why in God's name did he have to put the anti-social and vandalistic kids together?
"...Good night, then," said Roger, suddenly feeling awkward.
"Name's Matt," grunted the redhead, sitting on his bed and picking up a black DS from his pillow.
"Already heard mine."
"Good."
"Why are you at Wammy's?"
"Other place wanted me out," Mello shrugged. "Vandalized property for kicks. Wasn't sociable. Kids there were retarded, anyway."
A moment passed before Mello added, "You don't look like you fit in either."
Matt snorted. "So?"
"Then don't act like they want you to. Do what you want."
"Let's go, then."
That was the first time they both sneaked out together, the first time they robbed a convenience store (though certainly not the last).
Matt found himself addicted to nicotine before the end of the month. As for Mello, he was never seen without a chocolate bar nearby.
And truthfully, they just didn't give a shit.