Matt walked into his new home, 7 years old. He didn't really have any attachments to anything, but preferred to keep to himself. He did have two things he wasn't going to let go. His game boy and his googles. His mom gave them to him when he was 5. She died. He didn't think about it. He remebered it all, every detail, but didn't like to think about it. His dad left. Roger, the guy that took care of the kids at Wammy's house, said that they wanted him. So he went. Hey, better than nothing, right? Roger said he had to share a room. He didn't mind.
He walked into his room and dropped his bag on his bed, gripping his gameboy while his arms layed limp at his sides. He looked around for his roommate, but there was no one there. He blinked and picked the bed away from the window. He nervously rubbed his thumb over the screen, his googles in his bag, his green eyes taking in everything around him. Even the slight indentation on the bed near the window. His roommate had claimed that bed. Good, no disagreement. He pulled down the shade and unpacked, or began.
The door slammed open. In stormed a blonde haired kid. He looked about 8. He was pissed. His eyes focused on Matt, and his mouth slipped into a frown. Matt ignored him.
"Who are you?" The blonde snapped.
"Matt.." He said, turning to the angry kid. Did he do something wrong?
"Oh. Well I don't like you."
"Why?" Matt asked, growing slightly angry. He did nothing! He had been given a chocolate bar to give his roommate, by Roger. He said his roommate wasn't very sociable. Jello was it? He didn't want to give the chocolate to someone who was such a jerk.
"You took half of my room. Good pick on the side by the way."
"Thanks. Roger said you liked chocolate. This true?"
Mello nodded hesitantly.
"I have a chocolate bar for you. A peace offering." Mello's eyes brightened. "But i'm not giving it to you."
Mello's eyes darkened again. "Why not?" he snapped.
"Cause, you're mean to me."
"...Sorry." Was the hesitant reply.
Matt smiled and handed it over. "Good boy!" He said brightly.
Mello growled and snatched it out of his hand. "I'm Mello by the way. And i'm not a dog."
The red head giggled and flicked on his gameboy, falling back onto his bed. Soft bleeps and bloops came from his just shook his head, pulling out a book and beginning to read. He glanced at the weird kid. He didn't like him and he didn't like sharing a room. But he seemed like he would stay out of Mello's way.
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About a year later, when Matt was 8 and Mello was 9, they had grown closer but Matt still didn't think Mello liked him. He didn't mind.
Mello on the other hand, was a bit disturbed that he was beginning to like the little freak. He had comforted him once when he was still up late and Mello woke up from a nightmare. When Mello talked to himself and found himself muttering about how he didn't get a problem, Matt helped him. When he was pissed off because the little prick named Near, Matt calmed him down with only a few words. When Mello was out of chocolate and he wasn't allowed anymore, Matt got him some. God only knows how he managed. Matt kept his stuff on his side of the room, and kept it neat. He stayed out of his way and wasn't loud. Mello was beginning to grow fond of the strange little kid.
That night, just before they turned off the lights, Mello said "I like you." Matt just grinned and turned off the lights, than went to bed. They were pretty good friends after that.
But Mello didn't like the fact that he hung out with Near. Near was still 7, but very smart. Matt and Near would sit for hours and silently work at a puzzle, or do some other random stuff. They exchanged a few words here and there.
"Did you find the corner piece?"
"Yeah, here."
But one day, Near piped up and questioned Matt. "Why does Matt like Mello?"
Matt merely laughed and said "He's a handful. But he's sweet. Why don't you like him?"
Near twirled a finger in his hair and said "Oh I like him just fine. Mello just doesn't like that I beat him all the time. It's not my fault that i'm smart."
And that was that.
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L, a famous detective Matt had heard about many times before but he never managed to clear time while Matt was around. Four years. Never visited. Than he had enough time cleared to visit for a whole month! This man sounded wonderfully different. The striped kid thought he sounded very cool. He couldn't wait to meet him. Mello was buzzing about how amazing he was. Mello was 12. Matt was 11.
Mello practically dragged Matt out of their room and yelped when he saw L, and ran to him and shouted "L! I've missed you so much! You're never around anymore... Oh! We have a new kid. Well, he's not new. He's been here for four years, but you haven't been here to meet him. His name is Ma- MATT! Come here!" His words tumbled out in rapid sucsession and L surprisingly kept up. He looked up from the excited blonde to see a hesitant looking redhead.
"Hello. I'm L. You must be Ma-" He didn't finish cause he was surprised that he was suddenly being hugged. By Matt. He had stopped looking at him for a second to see where his favorite little albino was, and Matt had simply walked ovar and hugged him.
Matt stepped away and beamed up at him. "I am Matt, and you look cooler than Mello described you as."
Near had slipped out of his room and tugged on L's sleeve. L happily picked up the small 10 year old and wandered off to the living room area to talk to the kids, sitting in his unique fashion and thumb pressed to his lips as he listened and responded to stories and questions.
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[A/N] Hey everyone, first story and loved Matt and Mello, so I had to do one of them. In my fic, there will be no Kira, this is strictly fun and fluffy. I need pointers on what I did wrong, and gentle crit would be very welcome.
Should Matt and Mello become a couple? Or Matt and Near? Or no one? I'm enjoying writing this but not sure where its going. Reviews and PM's are welcome and will probably be responded to quickly!
Flames will be used to warm my cold toes.
No really my toes are freezing...
