They're enemy, my love
Disclaimer: Don't own DN, if I did like most people say here. L, Matt and Mello would still be alive and Mello would have won, because I wanna see how he would've done it.
A/N: New story like I was talking bout…I got to be careful and update both, but hey, I finally caught up with my classes. Woot! …anyway enjoy.
Summary: Mello's family hates Matt's and Matt's family hates Mello's. But what happens when they notice each other and want to develop a relationship? Will they're families forbid it or will they go for it? And what of Near?
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It was now seven am and Mail was nowhere to be found. His parents looked everywhere and couldn't find him. He was actually sleeping under his bed. Mail's parents were morning people and that was the reason he slept under his bed, to not be disturbed by them. Unfortunately, when his dad went to go look in his room again he seen his arm out from under the bed.
"Mail, you lazy kid." His father sighed, grabbing a hold of his hand and yanked him out from under the bed.
"Huh? Oh, hey Mikami." Mail sighed tiredly once he was yanked out from under the bed.
"Call me your father, Mail."
"I look nothing like you. I don't see why Light even married you in the first place and now I have to call Light who was my father, my mother…it's stupid and confusing." Mail hissed, crossing his arms once he sat up.
"Are you going to school?" Mikami asked, completely ignoring the tense feeling in his chest, and the coldness of Mail's words. Sure, Mikami wasn't Mail's real father, but tried his best to act like one. Since Light was now a mother figure.
Mail nodded to Mikami's question and stood up. He growled roughly at Mikami to get him out of his room. He made sure that his "father" closed the door right, due to there being a specific way to close his door. Once Mail was done gathering his shit and got dressed, he walked downstairs and ripped the two pieces of toast out of Light's right hand and marched right out of the front door, of the house. He was pissed off at the both of them or more of the situation. It had only been two years and Mail still wasn't used to it. That now his real father was now his mother and that they had a new person in the household that wanted Mail to call him "father". Normally he didn't care if someone was gay, but the thought of his father now being his mother, was what got to him. Mail shook his head and made his way to Nate's place.
His mother was Takada, a single parent that had an abusive father. The father, Nate's grandfather, hated him for how he was and what he looked like. Calling him the image of the man that had gotten his daughter pregnant at a young age and left her. His grandfather wanted nothing to do with him and would beat the shit out of him from time to time. It had gotten to the point where Takada couldn't leave them alone together when she went to work, so she would have Nate stay at Mail's house till she got home.
Once Mail arrived he knocked on Nate's front door. He had answered right away and rushed into Mail's arms, causing the older boy to be knocked down on to the ground.
"Did it happen again?" Was all Mail asked, due to the wind being knocked out of him. Normally when the younger boy ran into Mail's arms it usually meant that something was wrong.
He could feel Nate shaking and part of his shirt, in the middle of his chest; go wet from the tears that were running down the younger boys face. "Yes." Was all Nate spoke, into Mail's chest. Or rather mumbled into his chest.
Mail sat up and wrapped his arms around the younger boy and held him within his warm and tight embrace. "How could it happen? Your mother has yet to leave." He spoke gently. Nate only sat there in Mail's lap and shook his head "No." Signaling that he didn't want to talk about such a horrible thing.
"Well, let's getting going, hm?" Mail asked, looking down at the smaller, petite boy that sat in his lap.
Nate got up from Mail's lap and stood up. He looked back down at the older boy and shortly after he stood up. On their way to school Mail held onto Nate's left hand with his right. Once Mail got in through the front doors of the school, something bright caught his eye. He stopped and looked around for it and gave up minutes later. Due to not seeing it again.
As soon as Mail and Nate found their first class, that they had together. Mail seen the bright thing again…only this time he seen that it was a person.
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End of chapter.
A/N: Hope you liked it, review to get to the next chapter. Bye.