AN: Hey, guys. I got this fic idea while listening to some of my favorite songs that I realized really described Mello and Matt's relationship. I know this is short, it's just the prologue though. The first chapter should be up shortly. Please review!

~ RandomKiwi


At Wammy's, they never really encouraged music or art of any kind. In fact, they discouraged it. Anything that involved imagination that went beyond solving criminal cases planted you in an ass load of trouble. It was a downright miracle that I could play my games in peace; they initially were supposed to be banned as well. Mello had an iPod. How he hid it from the spontaneous inspections, I have no clue.

The truth about Wammy's is that it's just a big L breeding center. They find orphans that have potential to be L's successor and plant them here, thinking they're doing something very wonderful… Which I guess would be true if you so desperately wanted to be L. While Near was still alive, nobody had even the slightest chance to be first. This had Mello pissed out of his mind. He wanted to be first, which is why he left me here to rot... Alone.

Mello never was one to have concerns for others. It was just him in his tiny world of chocolate and solitude… I was the exception. It hurt to know that what we had won't ever pick up again. I wouldn't say we were dating… No, definitely not dating. Mello would hate that. But we were very good friends… It's too bad that very good friend of mine abandoned me. There was no 'goodbye'; no 'I'll see you soon'. He was there one day and gone the next. He said he needed to 'get out of this hellhole.' Ouch. So I was apparently a living hell to him; I perfectly understood why. I constantly nagged him about manners and healthy living, not to mention I stole his chocolate more than a few times. But it still hurt like hell. He made it clear that I mattered… To an extent.

Before he left, I borrowed his iPod. I knew he was in a horrible mood, a signal that he might blow it and try to leave as he had done before, so I started gathering songs that represented my feelings for him. It was supposed to be a small playlist with a few songs that struck home, but it ended up being relatively long. I didn't want Mello to forget me…

Because I'll never forget him.