A/N: Hello everyone ^^ So this is my first Deathnote fanfiction and my first yaoi fanfiction as well. It won't be too into detail on things like that, mostly because I'm still as innocent in that area as you could possibly be. But anyways, I hope that you will enjoy it! Please let me know what you think!

Chapter 1

"Mello don't you even try to sneak out. You'll just get us in trouble again," a young, teenaged red-head – with the worst possible bed-head you could possibly have – said, half asleep. "I don't feel like having Roger yell at me for not keeping a better eye on you," he said as he pushed himself up into a sitting position, as the blonde – who had been trying to sneak out – stopped and pulled himself back into the small room that they shared.

The blonde cursed under his breath as he turned to face the slowly awakening red-head. "Matty, you're supposed to be asleep. I waited to make sure that you were asleep so that you wouldn't know that I had left," he said as he leaned against the frame of the window.

"I felt a disturbance in the force," the red-head said with a sleepy smirk as he rubbed his eyes gently. Mello chuckled at Matt's Star Wars reference and gave him a small smile. "I couldn't really fall asleep. I was almost about to when I heard you slip out of your bed and open the window." Matt looked at Mello quietly, taking in his appearance, feeling as though something wasn't quite right. Mello was wearing his typical black skinny jeans, his skin-tight black tank top switched out for a black long-sleeved shirt that hugged his muscles snuggly – a small blush surfacing on Matt's cheeks – and a rather large backpack slung over his shoulders … wait a backpack? Mello never takes a backpack with him on his short excursions off of Whammy's grounds.

"Where are you going? You aren't going to leave for good this time are you?" Matt asked fully awake now as he stared at his blonde friend, confused. Mello looked away, a look of regret and sorrow flashing through his eyes. "You said we would go with each other when you decided to leave. You promised that!" he said, slipping out of the warm confines of his bed and crossing the cold floor of the room and wrapping his arms around Mello's chest. "Why are you leaving me? You promised Mello," he whispered quietly, tears welling up in his eyes.

Mello closed his eyes as he wrapped his arms around Matt's waist and nestled his face into Matt's hair. They stood like that for a few minutes before Mello pulled away. "I know that I promised Matty, but I don't think that you will be comfortable with doing what I plan on doing," Mello said quietly.

Matt looked up at Mello, his face covered in tears. "I don't care what you do! I want to come with you! I don't think that I can stand being away from you for very long," he said, punching Mello in the stomach weakly. "Take me with you. If you don't I'm going to go get Roger right now! You won't be able to get to the fence!" he said loudly before Mello covered his mouth with his hand to stop him from yelling.

"Matty, I'll be back for you. I promise," he said quietly. Matt pulled his head away from Mello's hand, glaring harshly.

"And how do I know you won't break this promise either?" he asked, his jade green eyes hard and cold, as he looked at the blonde rather angry. Mello ran a hand through his hair quickly before he leaned down and pressed his lips to the red-head's. Said red-head tensed and his eyes widened as he realized what just happened. Mello had just taken his first kiss from him, surprisingly, he didn't mind in the least. Mello pulled away from the still slightly stunned Matt and climbed into the awaiting tree quickly.

"That's how," the blonde said before he slipped down through the tree and across the grounds of Whammy house and disappeared over the large stone fence. Matt blinked a few times before he sank to the ground slowly and pulled his knees to his chest and started to cry once again over the loss of his best friend at Whammy's.

Matt shot up in his bed, wide awake as the sun's rays shone through the open window, and held a hand to his forehead as the black dots in his eyes multiplied rapidly and blinded him briefly. Matt glanced over at the empty bed across the room, when his vision cleared, and looked down quietly. That bed had been empty for six years. Matt was seventeen now and he still hadn't heard from or seen his blonde friend since that night.

Matt sighed and slipped out of his bed and walked over to his closet, pulling out his blue skinny jeans, his long-sleeved black and white striped shirt, and his black converse. He changed quietly and pulled his orange tinted goggles over his head and let them hang around his neck. He grabbed his silver DS and walked over to the door quietly. Opening it, he revealed Roger and a slightly scared looking male, about the age of thirteen with black hair that was cut short and was currently fiddling with the bottom hem of his shirt nervously.

Matt's eyes narrowed very slightly at Roger, his eyes briefly taking in the boy's appearance and fiddling before flicking back over towards Roger. "What do you want Roger?" he asked keeping his tone neutral.

Roger gestured towards the young male who was standing behind him and a bit to the left, a stern look in his eyes. "Matt, this is Steven. He's going to be your new roommate," Roger said in his boring monotone voice before Matt slammed the door in his face and locked it. "Mail Jeevas open this door this instant. Do not force me to unlock it myself," Roger said as Matt glared furiously at the door.

"My name is Matt and I will not open this door! I have a roommate and you know that!" Matt yelled, tears starting to form in his eyes. They're already forgetting about him and they don't care anymore. He promised he would come back, Matt thought to himself quietly as his hands curled into fists.

"Matt, there aren't any other rooms that aren't already full. You are the only one without a roommate right now. Mello has been gone for six years. It is time for you to face the facts and accept that he isn't going to come back," Roger said as he unlocked the door and opened it quietly; Steven hiding behind Roger, scared to death of what was going to happen.

As Roger entered, Matt chucked his DS at his head. Roger dodged the flying DS and it hit the wall on the other side of the hallway and broke. "Mello will come back! He promised he would!" Matt yelled at Roger, the tears finally escaping from his eyes and rolling down his face. "He promised," Matt said quieter as he sank to the ground, hugging his knees to his chest tightly. "He promised."

"I know he promised that he would come back, but it's been six years, he could've forgotten and most likely has," Roger said walking in calmly, motioning for Steven to follow – which he did, however he still hid behind Roger. Steven looked at the curled up form of Matt and looked down quietly. Roger turned to Steven and explained the setup of the room to him. "This will be your bed," Roger said, motioning towards Mello's old bed.

At this Matt's head snapped up. "No! He can't have that bed!" Matt yelled, his eyes narrowing.

"Then where do you suggest he sleeps?" Roger said, straightening his suit jacket as he glanced over at Matt.

"He can have my bed; I'll sleep on the ground or something. But he's not sleeping in Mello's bed," Matt said, looking down. Roger sighed and looked back at the frightened kid.

"He is a bit temperamental about some things. I suggest refraining from touching his games, computers, or anything else that may end up being Mello's. He is generally pretty easy to get along with though," Roger said as Steven nodded and continued to fiddle with the bottom hem of his shirt. Matt stood up and sat on the window sill quietly, looking out at the grounds of Whammy house quietly.