AN: I got the original idea for this months and months ago, but never really developed it. Over time I began getting some ideas and started mapping it out and FINALLY I have started writing it. I hope you'll all enjoy it!

Writing in third person is weird after writing in first person all the time o.O

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Death Note. You're silly.

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Chapter one: Lost

While Wammy's House was an orphanage for particularly gifted children, it was still an orphanage for children. This was the cause of the occasional field trip to let the children behave as children (although the trips also contained educational values as well). Different age groups went on different days to different locations. Nine and under had already taken their trip, and ages fourteen and up were not going for another two weeks. Ages ten through thirteen were currently on the way to their trip.

This time the children were going camping. It was enjoyable enough with a practical use; learning the skills necessary to survive in a more wild environment.

Some children were excited about the trip. Others, such as Matt, were not. Because they were supposed to be camping, Roger had forbidden him to bring any games with him. It was bad enough he didn't care for the outdoors, but now he didn't even have a distraction. Mello had tried to tell him that his DS would just get ruined, but Matt hadn't listened, pouting the whole way to the bus that took them to the site.

Mello wasn't particularly excited either, but he was handling it better than Matt was. Mello wasn't exactly jumping up and down for the trip, but he wasn't still sulking about it either. Plus the fact that Near hated it so much was an added bonus.

Unfortunately the fact that Matt hated it so much was just getting on his nerves.

"They didn't even give us a choice! Who really wants to go camping anyway?" Matt was ranting from his place besides Mello on the bus. Mello rolled his eyes and tried to tune the redhead out. Odd, it was usually the other way around.

"What am I supposed to do for a week in the woods? It's so pointless!"

Mello made a conscious effort not to punch his best and only friend in the face. Is this what it was like for Matt to listen to his rants?

"And if you get to keep your chocolate I don't see why I don't get to keep my games!"

Sick of his ranting, Mello turned and glared icily at Matt, who paused and shrunk back slightly as Mello leaned towards him.

Mello gripped his wrist to stop him from moving back and leaned close, so his lips were settled next to the redhead's ear. "Shut up," he said, voice deadly calm. "Stop whining. I snuck your Gameboy Advanced out, so shut the fuck up before I beat your head in! If I hear one more complaint out of you the rest of the way it's going in the river as soon as we get there! Got it?!"

Matt nodded quickly and Mello sat back, crossing his arms and looking out the window. Neither boy said anything for a moment, Matt watching the blond. The chatter of the children around them continued unhindered, and Matt shifted uncomfortably at the silence between them. "Thank you," he said timidly, looking away from Mello and to the floor.

He said nothing, pulling a partially eaten chocolate bar from his pocket and taking a quick bite of it.

"Why the Advanced?" Matt asked, still not looking at Mello.

"Because you have every handheld ever made, and you never use your advanced anymore. You play those games on whatever other handhelds you have. That way if you lose this one or ruin it you can still play the games," Mello said as he finished the last bite of his chocolate.

A small smile crept on Matt's face. "Thank you," he said again.

"Yeah whatever," Mello muttered.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching the scenery pass them by. Mello reached in his pocket and growled when he realized the rest of his chocolate was with their bags. Wordlessly Matt reached into his pocket and removed a fresh chocolate bar. Mello took it, not saying thanks, but giving Matt a small smile.

The rest of the bus ride went smoothly, and when they reached their destination the orphans clambered off the bus, talking excitedly.

"Children," Roger said, trying to get their attention. It didn't work, and everyone continued their conversations. "Children!" he tried again. Several students turned to him then, but many still ignored him. Matt and Mello were laughing rather obnoxiously from farther off, as if taunting the lack of respect he was receiving from the majority of the students. Roger scowled, but before he could make a third attempt L stepped forward.

"If you would all please direct your attention to the front, I have some announcements to make."

Everyone quieted instantly. Roger seethed in the background.

It was a special occasion for L to be with them. L was rarely at the Wammy house, let alone one of the field trips. "Now children, all of you will receive different tasks to perform during this trip. This is not only supposed to be enjoyable, but educational as well. You will learn many techniques that are required for surviving in a less civilized environment. I will call you up in pairs to assign you your tasks, so please converse quietly among yourselves until I call you. First Amanda and Taylor, come up here please."

Everyone was still silent as two girls who had been standing together came forward. Amanda and Taylor were close friends, and everyone relaxed slightly knowing L probably paired them with a friend.

"I want you girls to set up two of the tents. The necessary materials are already in your assigned location," L said, pointing to where the girls were supposed to go. "Try to complete your task in a timely manner, as someone has to sleep there tonight." The girls nodded and walked off and L called the next pair. People began to break off into quiet conversations as pairs continued to be called up.

"Matt and Mello," L said some time later, after many of the pairs had dispersed already. The two quickly made their way forward, awaiting instruction. "You two must go collect firewood for the night. There is not a great rush, as it is early afternoon, but attempt to return within an hour." Both nodded and moved in the direction L was pointing, out of the clearing and into the woods. They were not out of earshot though, before hearing L tell Near and Linda that they were to take inventory of their food supplies.

"How unfair," Mello huffed. "That's special treatment. He knows Near hates being outdoors, and so precious Near gets to stay in the clearing while we have to wander through the forest!"

"Mhm," Matt muttered distractedly, looking back at camp. "Let's go," he said, leading them deeper into the woods and away from camp.

"Why are we going so far?" Mello asked, pausing in his rant about Near. "There's some wood around here."

Matt turned, studying Mello. The blond had grabbed his backpack already, probably to get to his chocolate stash. "Did you bring my Gameboy in this bag, or did you leave it with your main bag?"

Mello rolled his eyes and rummaged through his backpack, retrieving the Gameboy and handing it to Matt. "Thanks Mel," Matt said appreciatively. The redhead continued into the woods, switching on his game in the process. Mello rolled his eyes once more and spared their camp a second glance before following Matt, not bothering to collect any firewood yet.

The duo paused not too far from camp, near a steep hill. Mello was still ranting about Near, and Matt was tuning him out, playing his game. Mello had just paused to take a breath when he heard a sound coming from some brush farther ahead. He fell silent. Matt, confused at the abrupt lack of sound, looked up. "What's -,"

"Shh!"

Matt quieted instantly as Mello moved forward silently. Matt followed. Both their eyes widened when they saw, merely feet away, a bear beside a tree.

They had been warned of several wild animals in this area of the woods, and had been instructed how to handle these situations. Luckily for them, the bear had not seen them. Mello slowly reached down to grasp Matt's arm firmly and took a careful step backwards. He didn't take his eyes off the bear, and slowly led them backwards and out of the bears sight.

Neither spoke a word. They simply retreated away from the area they had seen the bear. L had said that most bears were shy, especially in this area, but one could never be too careful. If they surprised it, or made it defensive, or even worse it was hungry, it would likely lead to an attack. Neither boy thought they stood a good chance against a bear. Not entirely willing to go past the bears location to head straight back to camp, both boys moved in the opposite direction, hoping to put some distance between themselves and the animal before returning to camp after the bear had probably left the immediate area.

When far enough away to relax, both boys let out a breath of relief. "We'll have to tell L there was a bear so close to camp," Mello said. They were once again near the top of the steep hill, although much farther down then before after their hasty retreat.

"Yeah. I'm sure he didn't expect there to be any bears that close to camp."

Mello nodded. "Turn the volume up. Now that we're farther away we should be fine, as long as it can hear that something is near, it should go in the opposite direction."

Matt complied, even if he wasn't used to Mello actually telling him to turn up his game.

Slowly both relaxed, Matt content to play his game while Mello dug through his bag to see how much chocolate he had in his backpack. Satisfied with the amount, he leaned back against a tree and closed his eyes, munching on a chocolate bar. They stayed put for almost half an hour before Mello opened his eyes. "We need to get back; L said he wanted us back within an hour. Just keep your game on as we head back towards camp."

"Right," Matt said as Mello stood. Both stood there a moment, glancing around. Hesitantly, Matt opened his mouth to speak. "Mello? Exactly which way is camp?"

"Weren't you paying attention?" Mello asked.

"No. I was distracted. I was thinking of ways to avoid being mauled by a bear. Besides you were leading me."

Both looked around the woods surrounding them.

"I think we're lost Mello," Matt said at last.

Mello wanted to argue, but in all honesty while he was pretty sure of the way they came from, he wasn't positive.

Well, this was a great start for a field trip.

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AN: Oh wow, I finished the first chapter xD I kind of got in a zone and just started writing. I've never seen an idea like this and it just kept calling out to me. This will obviously be ongoing, although not as long as Savior or Guardian Angel. Updates won't be as structured as before, as I always seem busy lately. In addition I will be out of town next week, without internet access, so prepare to wait even longer for an update.

Chapter one of My One and Only will come soon, so also be on the lookout for that. Thanks for reading, and please let me know what you think of my newest project.