Stockholm Syndrome:
"A psychological state in which a hostage develops feelings of loyalty, friendship, or even love towards the hostage-taker, regardless of the risk and/or danger the hostage is placed in."
In this case, it may turn out two-sided. You'll have to keep reading.
Mello x Matsuda –all characters belong to the creator of Death Note. I'm just borrowing them for a bit of fun. Hope you enjoy, and let me know your opinions. The story takes place in the series before Mikami Teru, before the Chief is shot, before L (now Raito-kun) and his team even knows where Mello and his gang may be hiding out. They've narrowed it down to a few buildings, but are not positive yet.
On with the game.
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"Matsuda-san, what are you doing?"
Raito-kun was doing the usual paperwork and document-hunting, finishing off his coffee, when he happened to look up and see Matsuda standing there. Matsuda smiled a little.
"Aha... just wondering what I could be doing. How can I be helpful Raito-san?"
Raito pondered over the question for a moment. But not for too long, of course.
"You can get me another cup of coffee."
Matsuda's shoulders slumped at the familiar monkey-boy task he was given. He shook his head a bit and threw on another smile, taking Raito-san's mug and heading to the coffee machine. Down the hall and to the left, he passed Aizawa-san who was on his way back to his desk with a sandwich, and set the mug on the table next to the coffee machine. Matsuda absent-mindedly began pouring the coffee, his eyes out of focus, thinking to himself. Nobody takes me seriously. Even after the Yotsuba thing... I was the one who confirmed Kira! I risked my life, and what happens within two weeks? Back to running errands. Perfunctory tasks. Matsuda sighed.
...And caught himself right before the coffee came too close to spilling over the side of the mug. Oh, how he had done that many times before. Attention Deficit Disorder was not the best thing to have at any job, let alone one involving very hot liquids... Matsuda replaced the coffee pot and slowly walked back to the main office, being careful not to spill. He silently vowed never to spill anything ever again, in fact. He decided to do his absolute best at his job, even if it wasn't a very important one.
Upon his return to the main office, he found the rest of the team gathered around Raito-san's computer screen. Of course, there was no room for him to peer through, because it was an important matter. Nonetheless he set down Raito's mug by his desk and stood on his tip-toes to try and see what was happening... and got a wonderful view of a whole two square inches of the screen.
"What are you looking at?" Matsuda asked. Mogi-san turned and smiled at him.
"We've narrowed Mello's possible hideout down to only four buildings now," Mogi replied, pleased because he had of course been able to help achieve this result. "We set up camera surveillance tomorrow."
"Oh, that's good," Matsuda smiled. The rest of the team were in high spirits and began heading back to their own desks to continue the research. Matsuda remembered trying to do all the research he could, oh yes, and one of the buildings that he had been working on investigating was indeed one of the final four, but it had shown up in Aizawa's work as well. So he got credit. Matsuda got coffee duty.
Slumping back into his own chair, Matsuda-san started staring blindly at more papers and screens. Maybe if he could just prove to them that his building was the right one, they would see he was being helpful. In fact, he was sure of it. He had a good feeling about that building's odds of being their target.
Although he then remembered the Yotsuba incident again. Everyone had to come to his rescue because he had been careless, but he thought he handled it well and certainly he learned from the experience. But he would never want that to happen again. Even if it did help everyone in the long run.
Matsuda's mind was full of 'what-if'.
He was sure that he knew where Mello was. Not with facts, but intuition. A feeling.
Was that enough to go on?
Matsuda stood up. "I'm going to go get lunch." People nodded and waved him off, and he grabbed his coat on the way out.
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His car wouldn't start.
Matsuda put his head on the steering wheel, still sitting in the parking garage. How could I have forgotten to get gas. That was stupid. He opened the car door again, yanked out his keys, threw his coat over his shoulder, and walked outside to hail a cab.
Within ten minutes, he was at his destination... or, rather, three blocks from it. Matsuda wasn't naive enough to be dropped off right in front of the building.
The cab drove off. Taking a deep breath, Matsuda started walking.
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Chapter Two will introduce Mello. And many interesting things will happen from now on.
Heh. It will be a good read, I promise.
And yes, believe it or not, I am a boy writing a yaoi fanfiction. Gasp.