AN: Here we go! The first of a collection of one- shots and drabbles starring various Death Note characters with different pairings. There'll be different genres, but I'm going for mostly Humor/ Romance/ Friendship. Not too much angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.

"Mello."

I ignored him. Couldn't Matt see I was busy? I'd been pouring over paperwork for the past three hours, preparing for a test tomorrow, while Matt played his gamestation, or playbox, or whatever the hell it was called, and he kept interrupting me with stupid questions.

Like earlier:

"Hey Mello."

"What?"

"You know green jello?"

"…yeah?"

"Well, how do they make it green?"

Okay, seriously? I was actually going insane from it!

"Melloooo."

Nope. Ignoring him.

"Meeeellllloooo."

Nuh-uh, not listening.

"Mello."

"What?!" I looked up and glared at him, then instantly regretted it. Matt appeared surprised, then got that kicked- puppy look on his face. Damn. "Uh, I mean, what is it, Matt?"

He rolled his eyes at my attempted save. "I'm going to bed." He switched off the television and stood, stretching.

"Had enough zombie killing on your gameboy?" I asked sardonically.

He shook his head in mock disappointment. "It's a gamecube, Mel," he informed me with a grin.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Please ask the gods of electronics to forgive me."

He laughed then and asked, "When're you going to bed?"

I gestured to the notes and worksheets on the table. "Eventually." He shrugged, knowing I'd be up half the night, working to stay ahead of Near. Matt reached into his pocket and withdrew a bar of chocolate. He tossed it at me and I caught it with one hand, nodding my thanks. We'd done this so many times the action had been perfected. I turned back to the table and tore into the package.

"Love you," Matt called over his shoulder, heading for the hall.

"Love you, too," I muttered absently. Then I blinked. Hold on a second. What did he say? "Wait, what?"

"Hmm?" he asked innocently.

"You said…and then I…but I didn't…the hell, Matt?!" I sputtered.

"Goodnight," he said with a coy smile, and left the room.

I was silent for a moment, feeling like my brain had shorted out. After a couple minutes' consideration, I came to a conclusion.

"…well, fuck."

AN: Ah, yeah. I'll try to do daily updates, but school kinda sucks in the way that it never allows me any time to write. If you have any drabble requests, just ask! Review!!