My Angel
Mail Jeevas looked up at the big cathedral-like orphanage. He couldn't believe this was where he ended up; the Wammy's Orphanage. He had heard that this place was for really intelligent kids, but that wasn't why he was shocked to be here. It was his mind was still in shock from last week.
Last Friday, Mail's parents had a big fight, and he was sure his dad was drunk. He, and least, hoped that the man was drunk. He had killed his mom in front of his eyes, and ran. Unfortunately, Mail was young, small, and afraid. He tripped, and his father had given him three scars. Two scars across the chest, and one on his shoulder.1
After that, the police had taken him to an orphanage, but after seeing his intelligence, he wound up here. Mail looked down; a small tear ran down his cheek from under his goggles. His mom had given him the goggles last Christmas. She had told him that Kira needed a face and a name, but if he can't see your eyes, or certain part of your face, he couldn't do anything. Now, he felt he needed them, just in case.
The small red-head felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to find the elderly man who had brought him here.
"Are you ready to go in, Mail?" The man asked.
Mail nodded. It wasn't like he had a choice.
"Your name is supposed to be kept from everyone. It's not we don't trust the other kids, but I'm positive if any were taken hostage, a few would give names out in order to save their lives. Mail, you're to go by Matt until further notice, alright?" Mail, I mean Matt, nodded again.
"Yes." He muttered.
The man nodded, glad. "Alright Matt, let's go."
Matt hesitantly followed him into the orphanage. So, some of the kids would give Kira his name? He had thought this place was for trust worthy kids. He didn't know anyone, and he didn't think he'd be able to learn to befriend anyone after hearing that.
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Mello glared down at the white-haired boy in front of her. "I'm telling you you're WRONG!" She yelled.
"Lalalalalalalalalalalalala! I'm right!" Near yelled back at her, covering his ears. One of the boys nearby glanced over at the two.
"What are they fighting about now?" He asked one of the other guys.
"Who knows? Does it matter? They'll wind up fighting again later."
"Don't lalalala at me!" Mello hissed.
"I'll lalalala at you all I want! I'm right Mello!"
"Prove it!"
"Fine, I will." Near calmly stood up and went over to the hallway leading to the big double doors and peered over the corner. The big cathedral doors opened and in came two figures, one unknown, the other Roger.
"A new student." Near said simply, looking at Mello, smiling.
"How the hell could you know that there was going to be a new person?!" Mello whispered, looking over the albino kid's shoulder.
"I overheard Mr.Roger's conversation on the phone."
"Near, that's cheating!" Mello yelled.
The boy on the other side of the hall turned around at the sound. Mello and Near turned around and pressed themselves against the wall so they remained unseen.
"Sorry for cheating, but I didn't think you'd announce it to the world. Besides, there is no cheating in knowledge."
"Whatever, let's just go before he sees us!" Mello muttered.
Near and Mello slowly backed away from the entrance, looking over their shoulders to be sure they hadn't been seen as they went back to the big 'social room.'
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Matt looked over from where he stood, almost positive he had heard someone.
"Um…how many other kids are here anyway?"
"Let's see, over twenty-eight boys and twenty-three girls."
"Girls?" Matt had been told this was an orphanage for L's successor, so he hadn't expected that.
"Do you not thing girls can be smart?"
"That's not what I meant." Mail answered quickly.
"Good, because your room mate is a girl."
Matt looked up at him. 'Is he serious?' he asked himself. He had to be, since he handed him a room key. "Third floor, fifth room. You can put your bags away, but then you have to come on back downstairs to the 'social room,' and meet everyone else."
The red-haired nodded again. He never did get along well with other kids. Some made fun of his goggles, or how he would tune out of boring conversations, or how he was smarter than most. He had only ever made friends when someone asked him for cheats or something for a video game.
Matt sighed, and went to the stairs, carrying his suitcases up.
舵 囎
Matt opened the door, and looked worriedly through the orangey-colored lenses.
Mello, who had been leaning back in a chair as she worked on one of the tests she had been given while eating chocolate; and Near, who was hunched over, playing with finger puppets; looked up to see the new kid.
Mail squirmed at theirs, and many others, glares.
Mihael Keehl 2 put her chair on all fours again and stood up, her long red shirt flowing around her over her black jeans. The blond took another bite of the giant Hersey's bar before walking past Near over to the goggled boy.
Nate Rivers watched in interest as his older sister stood up and went to the red-haired boy, her chain bracelets chiming as she walked, dominantly, to him. 'I wonder what she plans to do this time. I should've warned him…' He thought to himself, flicking over a black figure puppet that symbolized Matt, which he now realized he should've decorated in the new kids honor.
Matt looked into the girls eyes, not showing any fear. The sound of a wood puppet falling to the floor made him look to see a silver-haired boy flick it over. What was that supposed to mean?
"So, what are they calling you?"
"Matt. You?"
"Mello." She answered simply.
The two looked at each other for a long time. Near himself was a bit worried, this was the longest five minutes of his life, watching Mello.
At last, the girl across from him smiled. At first, he almost smiled back, then, he saw the evilness in her smile.
"Matt, do you like animals?" She asked, innocently.
Matt seemed confused by the question, but Near knew well what she was going to do now. Mello only got away with this when Roger wasn't around, same as other caretakers. It seemed the elder girl had double-checked to see if any were here, for there were not. As soon as Matt would answer yes or no, shed ask another question. It would go on until she got to "so what's your favorite animal." After that… "Poor guy. I just hope he doesn't like horses."
"Um…yes. Why?" Mail asked, wondering why the sudden question.
"Have you ever had a pet?"
"Um, does taking care of a stray count?"
"Hm…"Mello thought about this. She never had an answer like that. "Sure."
"Yes, a cat."
"Did you like your cat?"
"Of course, that's why I took care of it." Matt was starting to wonder if she were mentally ill.
"If you had a choice, would you rather have a different animal?"
"Why are you asking me this?"
"Answer the question!" Mello snapped, making Matt jump back a bit.
"Okay, okay. Um...I couldn't afford to take care of-"
"That doesn't answer the question!"
"Yes. I liked my cat but-"
"What kind of animal would you rather have had?"
"A dog."
"Is that your favorite kind of animal?"
"I guess."
The blond girl smiled, and quickly and quite forcibly pushed the red-head against the wall, and brought out a black collar and a chain on the other end.
Matt watched in utter confusion as Mello put the dog collar around his neck, and allowed him to be free from against the wall.
"Alright my pet, you're new to Wammy's, so I'm going to put this simply. You're my dog, and you're going through training. No one other then you, Near, and I are to know of this. I would hate for my dog to be taken away from me again." She messed up his copper hair.
Again?! What did again mean?! Was she crazy?!
The girl put her hand under his chin and made him look u into her cold blue eyes. "Okay?" She asked.
"…..okay…." Matt nervously answered back, his face red from embarrassment and fear.
'Dear God, what did I ever do to you?'
1 This is info I got from other fic's. I have no knowledge if it's true or not…
I didn't know whether or not I should change it for a girl Mello.
AN: Yes, I know, I'm a psycho. But, I was bored, and this entertained me! Please review so I know it's worth continuing!
So, please don't hate me for having fun. This is the only FF I can grantee I'll add another chapter to sooner. I'm still finishing the other ones…Sorry!
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