this is something I wrote for my Goodreads, but decided to put it up here. It is about Matty and Mells. If you don't know who they are yet, don't read, or haven't seen episode -thinks- I think it's 35, don't read either. SPOILERS! Has slight MattXMello in it
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Do you remember those summers at Wammy house? When we would climb the old oak tree out front and watch the kids play? We would sit on those branches from Lunch till supper time, leaning against each other, you carving into the bark and I playing my game boy. You said you didn't care much for video games, but I caught you looking over my shoulder with interested eyes.
Do you remember those cold nights in the winter? When you would crawl into my bed, and say it was just because you were cold? You were shaking, yes, but it wasn't from the cold, I could tell, but I wouldn't say anything. I'd just nod, and lay there while you fell asleep, curled against me. In the morning you acted like it never happened, and I would just go along with it.
Do you remember when L died? You were so depressed, and angry, that you ran away. You didn't even say goodbye. I remember looking for you, I searched everywhere, till Rodger told me you had left. I remember crying, I remember crying myself to sleep. And when I awoke the next morning, I know I didn't want to face the truth.
I moved away from Wammy, never forgetting you, hoping you were alright. I know I was angry at you, for leaving with out saying goodbye. I remember the day you appeared on my doorstep, blooded. I was angry enough to leave you on my doorstep…
..but loved you enough to take you in, to let you rest in my best, to change your bandages, use my cigarette money to buy your pain meds, and to fall asleep next to the bed, sick with worry.
But when you were finally healed, I hit you as hard as I could. You didn't understand, so I made you understand. You were silent that night, I saw that far away look in your eyes as you thought back to those times.
I remember when you told me your plains, those to catch Kira before Near. I remember laughing, because something's never change. You threw the chair's pillow at me, since I was too far away for you to hit.
Your plain was to kidnap Takada, Kira's spokesperson. I don't remember why, maybe to draw Kira out, I don't know. All I know is that my job was to distract everyone, cause panic and terror, then make my leave. It sounded simple enough to me.
But every plan has it's draw backs.
Now we stand here, watching the church burn. Well, I watch it, my hands cover your eyes. We think about this life, before we depart from this world. I can feel the tears streaming down from your eyes. "Come on Mells," I whisper, "It's time to go home."