Hey people. I had no intention of writing this. Actually, thats a lie. I had no intention of writing this between 3:30 and 4:30 am. But here I am. Anyway, I've never tried to write a Death Note fanfic. So sorry if its just a load of crap.
Mello being sick was a terrible experience for everyone with in a five mile radius of the boy. He would always be in a horrible mood and anyone who stood between him and his chocolate could end up with a bullet in their head.
Mello walked into the room where Matt was playing a video game, slamming the door behind him. "Can you believe they're out of chocolate ice cream? I bet Near did it just to annoy me. I swear I'll get my revenge on that kid someday."
"Yeah." Matt said with out looking up. "Have fun with that."
Mello sat down. "Matt, I need chocolate ice cream. Now."
"Get it your self."
Mello glared at the other boy. "I'm sick! I can't go anywhere!"
"You just were out looking for ice cream." Matt responded as he completed the level in his game. He set it down. "I might as well go look for some though. Nothing else to do."
Matt opened the door and walked into the hallway. It had gotten dark. He wished he had thought ahead and brought a light. Instead he just kept his hand on the wall and hoped no one else was in the hall.
He had almost arrived at the entrance to the kitchen when a light flickered on around the corner.
"Crap." Matt whispered, staying close to the wall in hope that he would not be seen.
A shadow appeared on the wall of a slouched figure who appeared to be walking in the opposite direction.
Matt let out a sigh of relieve and turned around to walk back to his room. He'd just have to tell Mello he wan't able to get any.
"Are you looking for something?" A voice said from behind him.
Matt spun around. A man who couldn't be much older than himself stood behind him. The guy had messy black hair and would obviously be considerably taller than Matt if not for his bad posture.
"Umm... My friend just wanted ice cream but I was about to go back." Matt said nervously. He mentally kicked him self for letting his voice show this. But hey, in his defence, this could be a mass murderer who had broken in.
The man reached behind his back and, much to Matt's surprise, pulled out a bowl of chocolate ice cream. "Bring this to him. And please tell Mello I hope he feels better soon."
Matt opened his mouth to ask who he was and how he knew Mello was sick but the man had already started to leave. "Bye Matt." He said. "It was nice to finally meet you."
Matt watched him for a few seconds before quickly hurrying back with the ice cream.
Once he got back to the room he told Mello all that had happened.
Mello listened quietly, most likely due to the fact that his mouth was filled with ice cream.
"You know what this means, right?" Mello asked after Matt had finished telling the story.
"What?"
"You defiantly just met one of Santa's elfs."
"Mello, I think you've lost your mind."
Matt and Mello never did find out what happened that night. Mello always thought it was an elf, and Matt died thinking that L never knew who he was.
Did you all make it to the end? To those who did, congratulations. And to those who didn't, even in death may you be triumphant.
So I hope a few people liked this. I'd appreciate it if you could tell me what you thought. Should I try any more Death Note stuff?
Bye!