Disclaimer:Mello and Matt belong to Death Note creators, Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata

WARNING: CITRUS ALERT (in chapter one), MPREG(Yes, my lovelies I'm throwing my hat into the ring), LANGUAGE AND DISCUSSIONS OF A MAN-MADE DISASTER (CHERNOBYL)

Okay, In this introduction there's a major reason for Mello's background to have a lot more information to it, and really the ONLY reason for me to even write one. So, do NOT think that Matt wasn't important enough to write more.

INTRODUCTION: The Beginning

April 26, 1986- ".. around 1:23 (utc+3) , reactor four suffer a catastrophic power increase, leading to an explosion of it's core. It sent radio active fuel and core material into the atmosphere and ignited the combustible graphite moderator…The accident occurred during an experiment scheduled to test a potential safety core cooling feature, which took place during the normal shutdown procedure."-Wikipedia-

May 20, 1986- Nicoli and Yelana Keehl leave Russia

December 13 1989- Mello's birth

-MxM-

13 YEARS LATER: Life is Full of WTF?

"Times up boys!" The coach yelled, " Hit the showers."

Mello huffed as he walked to the locker room of the gym. He'd always hated this part, to know he was on display for all to see. He'd always felt weird about his body even though it was perfectly normal, or so it looked. The warm water hit his skin and his muscles relaxed from the rigorous exercises the coach had just put them through.

A sharp pain in his abdomen made Mello loose his footing and fall forward. His head hit the wall on the way down to the shower floor and eventually blacked out.

Mello awoke blinded by the bright walls as he opened his eyes. He immediately sat up, and wanted to know where he was.

"Mihael?" His mother said softly.

Mello looked at her with questioning eyes. He didn't know why he was here and was scared.

"What happened momma?(in Russian)"

Her answered to him was that she didn't know. At that moment the doctor knocked on the door as he entered the room. He requested that he speak with Mrs. Keehl privately outside. Mello's face went blank as he watched his mother leave. The door closed behind them but he could see through the glass pane her re-action as her hand rose to her mouth, in what looked like a gasp.

Mrs. Keehl then returned to her son's side. Her face carried an "I'm sorry". She literally broke into tears as Mello immediately wrapped his arms around his mother.

He glared up at the doctor, "Tell me, what is wrong with me." Mello demanded in a cold tone.

"Ok, well it seems that you have a sort of mutation and it was most likely contacted through the radiation your mother-" The man watched the woman's gaze fall to the floor. " Had been subjected to before you were born."

"Wait-" He shook his head in disbelief.

"Mihael-" The doctor proceeded to start again.

Mello interrupted him, "Mello!" He didn't like anyone to call him that but his parents.

"Mello" He looked at the teen boy and took a deep breath. "You seem to carry both male and female reproductive systems, but only on the outside are you physical male. Which was the exact cause of your extreme cramps you experienced earlier, your body had begun a sort of transition into maturity."

The blonde boy gave a look that could not be described in any amount of words.

"You're serious….."

(Same day)

Matt:

*Matt's parents singing*

Matt rolled his eyes as he placed the earphones for his portable CD player against his ears and turned it on. He had to drowned out the annoyance that was his parents. He didn't even want to be on this trip. He loved them but he was not into the same "entertainment" they were. Matt leaned his head back against the seat and closed his eyes. The music invaded his mind and he drifted off into serenity.

Matt awoke to the sharp movement of the vehicle as it flipped. The side of the bridge gave out and sent them tumbling onto the road below. The smell of destruction filled his senses and in shear velocity of it all he closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes to the sound of fire trucks and emergency vehicles. There were people all around him as they tried to free him from the metal coffin that was his family's suv.

"Help them!" Matt screamed. He could tell they weren't moving but the paramedics focus solely on him.

He struggled against them, "-fucking help them!"

The man looked at him with a sadness in his eyes "Calm down and just try to relax" as he applied pressure to his wound. Matt didn't want to calm down. The adrenalin that raced through his body soon expended and he fell into unconscious.