Mello glared at Near because he didn't approve well actually like him. Well, he didn't totally hate L; Just he was impossible to be with when Raito-Kun was around. More difficult than he should be. Oh well, it could be worse like him being gay. Mello thought this while munching on a chocolate bar. His eyes narrowed as he saw Lawliet come in this exact room. Wait, were is the electricity? What!! I can't seem to move. What the hell!

Light shuffled threw the hard, cold floor that he was laying on. The very cold floor was uncomfortable to lay on as he slowly started to sink in. He sighed as his wide eyes searched for any sight of life among the darkness. His pupils were growing larger as they absorbed the darkness. They soon adjusted to the darkness. He suddenly forced himself through the floor now being to bear the feeling of coldness anymore. What he saw at the other side of the floor shocked him. His mouth was gapped a bit and his eyes widened. His hair sag down as he watched the young boy sitting on the tiled floor.

Matt frowned, watching the people materialize out of nowhere. He had, too, of course, but at least he had the decency to sit silently in one of the corners in the room. Near was probably freaked out enough, there was not reason to sit there, glaring at him, like Mello was. But that really was the blond in whole stubborn, short tempered, and nothing bothered the nineteen year old more than his white haired rival.

And, he couldn't but feel a slight swell of pride when L had next to him. Both of them, of course, had gone unnoticed by everyone in the room. It was amusing to just sit and watch.

Mello, saw Light get up from the floor. Mello, just decided to sit criss-cross on the ground. How sad this was that he could barely see L and Matt sitting in the corner together. Wait! Is Matt and L together now? Is Light aware of this. Haha, it would be fun to rub it in his ugly face. He threw the chocolate bar wrapper to his left. Pssh, where is the old fart? What was his name...Oh yeah Watari! Ugh! I hate him so much, thought, not as much as Near, he thought apprehensively.

The young white-hair youth sat quietly in the middle of the tiled floor. He sliently occupied by both of his hands. One held a handful of finger puppets and the other was swirling a strand of white hair. His wide eyes concentrated on the five finger puppets of himself, L, Kira, Mello, and Mikami. A soft sigh came out of his mouth already knowing all of the fates except himself that were in his hand.

He suddenly felt like he was being watched. He slowly turned him gaze away from his finger puppets and to the rest of the room. Nothing was to be seen, but he couldn't help to feel like he was being watched.

Matt glanced cautiously at the man sitting at his side. L's wide eyes swept calmly across the room, stopping only once he met the red head's gaze.

The cigarette addict jumped to his feet at once, then, as he did not want to be subject to such a owl-like gaze. Muttering something about Mello.

Sighing softly, he made his way over to the glaring blond, and plopped down next to him.

Matt looked in between Mello and Near, before speaking. "I don't think he can see you."

Mello concealed his surprise when Matt came and sat by him. Automatically he put his hand in Matt's and held it. Even know Near couldn't see him he continued to glare. But as Near continued not to seem him he tensed up badly while still holding his beautiful hand.

All of a sudden, the gravity grew alot stronger as Light fell through the tile. He was thrown to the floor with a loud 'Thump'.

He hit the floor with his hand and groaned. He then lifted himself up. Noticing the people that he tried and some succeeded to kill, Light's eyes widened.

The white-haired boy suddenly responded to the noise, but still saw nothing.

Matt frowned, eyeing Mellow as he suddenly grabbed his hand. The red head didn't pull away, though, merely staring at his blond friend, concerned. "Are...You okay?" He had decided to see if Mello was high on anything before taunting him about his slight protective behavior.

"No", Mello said. "I am not okay. I hate Near, Light, and L." Why is Matt being mean and sly? That incompetent fool. "Matt, why can't we just get along? Can't you see I simply LOVE YOU!"

Light suddenly pulled himself up at Mello's very, very, very, VERY odd words. He cocked his head to the side as he gave Mello a weird look. He turned his head to face L, who was sitting all alone in the corner. He walked slowly over to lithe man and sat down.

"So what's new?"

Matt stared blankly at Mello again, running his tounge over his lips as he thought about what the blond just said. He pulled his hand away, "Is this some sort of post-death trauma or something, or are you just high?"

"Nothing." Lawliet replied flatly, directing his gaze away from Raito and over towards the wall. He was obviously not very enthused about meeting his so-called friend.