I'm sorry, this was supposed to be up a lot sooner, but hey, school is terrible. My day is pretty clear though so I'm gonna try to get as many chapter up today as possible. The first few are gonna be pretty short but they got longer after that, you have my word.
On a slightly more serious note, there will be a number of upsetting themes in the chapters to come, as well as an abundance of swearing because in my mind, Mello swears a lot, and Matt swears when he gets angry and/or emotional. So, just a heads up.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note
Matt opened his eyes as soon as Mello shut the door. Carefully, the red head got out of bed and followed him.
His roommate and best friend of four months had a bad habit of disappearing at night, and periodically throughout the day, usually around meal times. Matt had his own theories, some that he didn't like, but he didn't want to say anything until he was absolutely sure. Outright accusing Mello could end horribly and Matt was not all that eager to wreck a friendship.
Mello had only recently arrived at Wammy's House and both boys had been surprised when they'd started getting along. Matt because no one really ever noticed him, Mello because he found it hard to really like anyone enough to spend his days with.
Matt entered the hallway just in time to see Mello's bright blond head disappear around the corner. By the time he'd caught up though, Mello was nowhere to be found.
"Damn it," he whispered.
Matt began to make his way back to their shared room, pausing a moment to look at Mello's hastily vacated bed before falling into his own, trying to squash his worries down with the pillow. It wasn't working well. Matt wasn't the type to worry, he let things happen, didn't get involved. But this was something different, for whatever reason, it was different. And Matt was worried.
The following morning, Matt, who was by no means a morning person, was woken by a rough shaking of his shoulders. Mello seemed to rise with the sun on most days, how he did that, Matt wasn't sure.
"Matt, get your lazy bones out of bed!"
When Matt didn't get up, Mello threw a shoe at him.
"Come on, we're gonna miss breakfast!" Mello eventually managed to drag him, zebra pajamas and all, out of bed and down to the meal hall. He dropped him in a chair and propped him at a table.
Mello always ate before showering and Matt had timed him once. The boy took all of twenty five minutes, and that was just without doing his hair; which tacked on an extra ten.
Matt watched as Mello dove into a breakfast three times the size it should be. He didn't quite understand where Mello was putting all that food. A Lot of the older kids at Wammy's House made fun of him because he looked rather feminine. But Mello really was pretty small, never putting on weight, and it made Matt a little jealous.
Mello was done before Matt was half way through and he ran off, calling over his shoulder that he'd see Matt in Math class.
Matt took his time with his food, not really worrying about the time because even if he was number two now, it still allowed him to walk into class a few minutes late.
Besides, he didn't want to interrupt Mello's all important shower time.
He didn't bother returning to their room to change his clothes, he was comfortable as he was and it wasn't like there was a dress code in place.
The classes were small and he was often grouped with Linda and the other top five kids. Matt had been number one until Mello arrived and moved him down to two, but he'd not been bothered by it. Being number two wasn't as hard as being number one so Matt had a bit more wiggle room since.
"Good morning, Matt!" Linda said as he sat down.
Linda was well liked at Wammy's, she was nice, even to some of the stranger kids. She was a morning person and drew pictures for anyone if they were sick or sad. Her talent in the art field was actually quite impressive and it was no secret that she didn't really want to be a detective, but she was smart so that was all that mattered.
"Morning, Linda."
"Is Mello not with you?"
"Nah, he'll be here when he's done showering."
Linda nodded and handed him a copy of the notes he'd missed in the minutes he'd been late.
Mello arrived a bit later, slipping into a seat beside Matt while the teacher's back was turned.