A/N: My first Death Note fanfic *gasp* This is a birthday present for a friend that I've been posting on DeviantArt and only just started posting on here.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mello or Matt, if I did, they'd be a legit pairing.
Warning: Some swearing
"Eeeeee! I'm sooo excited!" squealed a cute little blonde girl dressed as a princess. She was skipping instead of walking, her friends struggling to keep up with her.
"Slow down, Jessie!" whined a miniature Batman, "You're going too fast!"
"Oops, sorry," giggled the princess coming to a stop. "I thought you two would keep up!"
Another little girl, this one dressed as a witch, caught up to the first two. She was panting slightly as she stopped with the other two. "Just because you're older, doesn't mean you can leave me behind," she pouted.
"I'm sorry, Lilly," said the princess, her eyes wide with earnest, "I didn't mean it, honest!"
The witch sighed, hugging her candy bag and broomstick tightly. "Okay, I forgive you," she said.
"Guuuuuuys!" called Batman from a short distance away, "Hurry uuuuup! My mom said I have to be home by six or I'm in BIG trouble!"
None of the children paid attention to the quiet rustle in the bushes. They thought it was just the wind. And it was a somewhat breezy night, so who could blame the seven and eight year olds?
…
"H-Hey, did you hear something?" asked the Witch, coming to a stop for a second time. Batman and Princess stopped as well, turning back to look at her.
"No?" said Batman.
"I thought I heard- ."
"RAAAAAAAAH!"
The three children screamed and ran as fast as they could back to their houses, clutching their candy as if their lives depended on it.
"Hee, hee, hee!" giggled the red haired man behind the werewolf mask. "Works every time!"
"You are really twisted," said another male voice, this one thinly concealing rage. "Do you get off on kids almost pissing themselves? Halloween is supposed to be fun and only a little creepy for kids. Teens and adults are totally different."
"And what are you going to do about it?" sneered Mail Jeevas, alias Matt, lifting his mask so he could see more clearly. A heavily scarred blond who probably would have made a really hot girl glared back at him. "Dude, nice make up. Do it yourself?"
Mihael Keehl's (alias Mello) hands balled into fists. "It's not makeup," he said through gritted teeth. "I'm going to bash your fucking head in."
"Woah, woah, take it easy!" said Matt, raising his hands and taking several steps back as the blond advanced on him. "It was just a joke! Nothing bad happened! And, um, sorry about your scar there, uh, I, uh, just assumed- ."
"Yeah, I know what you assumed, ass wipe," hissed the blond, his hand suddenly at Matt's throat. "Everyone does. Especially on Halloween. Why the fuck do you think it's my favorite holiday? 'Cuz no one fucking gives me weird looks. They just accept it. So when I see some moronic punk trying to ruin that holiday for some innocent kids, I get just a little pissed off."
"…I'm going to die, aren't I?"
...
When Matt woke up, he knew three things:
He felt like someone had run him over several times with a steamroller.
Someone had crudely bandaged his injures.
He had no idea whose couch he was on.
A/N: And cut! Well, there's chapter 1! Anybody catch the Harry Potter reference?
