WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS YAOI AKA BOYXBOY, CURSING, SEX AND MPREG! IF YOU DON'T LIKE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T READ. Thank you :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, or anything relating to Death Note. Sigh.

Hello everyone! I've got lots to tell you, but I'll explain it at the end of this chapter. So please enjoy :)


I was alone.

I was always alone.

Whatever I did, was for me, and only me. The path my mind had chosen was one of emptiness. One of misunderstanding, and misguidance. Because in my mind, I had no one. Not even myself to fall back on.

If someone were to ask who I was, then I would simply answer with my name, like any normal person would do. The only difference between a normal person and me, is that inside, I had no idea who I was. Sure a name was placed on a piece of paper, but it's just a name. This internal conflict, destroyed me. For as long as I can remember, no matter how hard I tried, happiness could not be found.

Whenever someone would come around, my instinct pushed them away. Because in reality, I couldn't trust anyone. I never learned to trust people. Why should I? The only family that ever "loved" me, abandoned me. That's another thing I never learned, how to love. So how am I supposed to do something that I know nothing of? I guess one could say that I love chocolate, but I don't think that's real love. No, real love comes from the heart. Real love is shared with someone that you care about very deeply. Real love, is something I am not capable of achieving.

That's who I was. Basically a mindless life form that was lost. The sad part is.. I never tried to fix it. I just accepted who I was. Day after day, everything was the same. Finding an abandoned house or shack to call home for a night or two. Then waking up to find myself covered in darkness. It was all I ever knew. I only had one suffice home, if you could call it that. It gave me the things I needed, but it created who I am today.

But about a year and a half ago, my life changed completely.

I'm going to tell you the story, my story. Not one of depression, hurt feelings, or loneliness. One of hope, love, and family. A story about how I fell in love. How I learned to believe in myself. How I overcame my depression. How I changed.

My name is Mello, and this is my story.


Okay so I know a lot of you are waiting for an update of Jar of Hearts, and right now I'm having some trouble with it. Theres a million directions this next chapter could go, and I'm really just having trouble deciding which way would be best. So once I figure it out, I'll update it. Again, I'm quite sorry for the many delay's with that story, it's quite an emotional thing to write.

But i've presented you all with this story in the mean time! It's gonna end up being quite a cute story :) I've got it all planned out, so expect regular updates. There probably won't be more than 3 chapters uploaded by the end of this week cause I'm currently in Australia and the internet isn't so good where i am right now + I'm leaving on thursday (wednesday US time) so i'll be traveling for a bit.

I hope you enjoyed this little prologue and I hope you like the next chapter!

xoxo