Beware! This story has Mello's mouth in it, and there's some violence. But other than that, it'll be okay.

Disclaimer: there's no way I could ever own Death Note because all my favorite characters die, and further more, Mario belongs to Nintendo.

This is my first fanfic, hope you like it!

"Ah!" Mello shouted for the umpteenth time. "Why the hell does he always beat me!?"

The kids nearby who'd come to check their rank on the end of the month test quickly dispersed, not wanting to be within Mello's range of fire.

"Ah!" the blond shouted as he kicked a nearby chair (which landed a good ten feet away). I'm going to fucking kill him when I get my hands on him!"

He stomped off towards the play room, taking the shortcut past the bathrooms. But just as he was rounding the corner, he ran into Matt and causing both of them to fall over.

The red head was a bit shocked, but seeing as it was Mello who'd just caused his fall he decided to greet his friend. "Hey Mello, what's up?"

Mello just glared at him, making the boy realize that he was upset. Then he stood up, grabbed Matt by the front of his shirt and said, "Watch where you're walking, dumb-ass. I don't have time to deal with you right now."

The blond let go and continued to storm off angrily down the hall as though nothing had happened. The red head was puzzled briefly, but then remembered that today was the day when the test results came out and abruptly stood up and rushed after the blond. 'Please don't let him kill Near!' he thought with worry, remembering how Near had nearly been hospitalized last month.

"There you are, you fucking sheep!" Matt heard Mello shout from around the corner, and he quickened his pace, reaching the door just in time to see Mello kick Near in the stomach.

"Mello stop!" Matt shouted, tackling said blond to the ground before he could do any further damage.

"Not until I beat the fucking shit out of that damned sheep!" he shouted, struggling against Matt's firm grip, only managing to give himself a rug burn on his stomach.

Near sat up, wincing as his stomach muscles moved, they were definitely going to bruise. He looked at the two of them, observing as one might a television show. Matt, it seemed, was here to keep Mello from injuring him any further… by sitting on the other's back. While Mello made his intentions very clear, his emotions exhibiting his fury with great force.

"Get the fuck off me already, Matt!" Mello shouted, flailing his arms as he desperately tried to knock the red head off. Finally his hand came in contact with something, grabbed it and yanked on it with all the strength he had.

"Ah!" Matt shouted as his pants were abruptly pulled to his ankles. He stood up quickly in hopes of pulling them up before Mello had the chance to tease him, only managing to fall flat on his own face a few steps away.

Mello jumped up quickly as his chance to be free arose, turning towards Near who appeared to be looking at something else. Mello didn't really care what he was looking at, but seeing as his face was burgundy, he decided that it might be of use for teasing him later and looked.

Matt tilted his head up just in time to see Mello gasp before he broke into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

Matt was wearing boxer shorts that were black, covered in hearts, one leg on the back having a picture of Mario in a lab coat and the other read 'Love Doctor, Dr Mario' in large balloon letters. Near could understand perfectly well why Mello was laughing so hard and was slightly tempted himself, but he didn't think it was polite to laugh at someone else's misfortune, so he held back.

"Oh, fuck almighty," Mello shouted, leaning against the wall for support and trying to catch his breath. "That's the funniest thing I've seen in my fucking life!"

Matt let his head hit the ground with a thud and sighed. 'Man, he's never going to forget this. I'm doomed.' He groaned into the carpet loudly and began to push himself up off the floor, trying to ignore the fact that Near had a small smile on his face too. The red head pulled his pants up, grabbed his fallen game, pulled his goggles over his eyes and dragged his now mortified self out of the room silently.

Mello swiftly went off to follow Matt, only to return moments later with a final warning to Near. "You may hav gotten off easy tonight, but don't forget that I'm going to pound your ass into the fucking ground the next chance I get, sheep." With that, Mello left, obviously going off to find and ridicule his friend about tonight's events.

Near bent over and began to clean up his puzzle, knowing that Matt was traumatized, and that Mello would be going on about it for at least a month.

So… this is the beginning of my story, I hope you liked it! I'm hoping it'll become a long and good story, so wish me luck! (Because I know it's terrible.) But you should review it anyway, and maybe give me a few tips on how to write. Please and Thank you ^w^'