A/N: So, this thought came to me when I was talking career paths with my friend, Molly, and how I missed my calling with a specific one. How most people I know for some reason don't want their divers license but I was driving before I even had a permit in my Dad's fields in Tennessee. Taking defensive driving courses with a smile on my face. And thus, a fan fiction was born.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Death Note.

Warnings (for entire story): Alcohol, Possible Drug use (haven't decided), Sexual Situations, Language, etc.

Chapter 1

"Fucking Bastards!" The yell was accompanied with the slam of a door, jerking him from his sleep. He could hear his roommate slamming around the apartment. He sat up and ran a hand through his naturally messy black locks and groaned. Obviously work hadn't gone well for his friend.

He rolled out of bed and onto his feet. A quick search helped him locate a pair of black lounge pants and long sleeve black shirt. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes off his nightstand and stuck two in his mouth, lighting them, before dropping the pack and lighter on the nightstand once again and heading out towards the main area and his pissed off roommate.

When he walked out, his friend was in the process of stubbing out a cigarette and crushing his empty pack angrily. He smirked and passed the second lit on under his nose and was rewarded with a smile of gratitude.

"Thanks, B." He plopped down with a sigh after he inhaled deeply.

"Want to tell me what happened, Matt?" He watched his redheaded friend as he pulled out his own chair to take a seat.

"I need a new job." He grumbled. Beyond furrowed his brow in confusion, and Matt shrugged. "I'm done. They did the chase scenes and cut everything else. Hired a 'real' actor for the 'real' acting or whatever." Now Beyond was pissed. Matt had been promised to actually have his name on something this time. Not just in the stunt section. The kid didn't want to be a fancy actor or a star. But he wanted to be known for what he was capable of doing.

"Well, this might make you happy then, at least." Beyond smile and lifted a folder from the table and passed it over to the redhead. Matt took it and flipped it open. His eyes widened a fraction and he fumbled his cigarette when he gasped.

"Are you serious? Don't play with me on this one B, cause it isn't fucking funny!" He demanded. Beyond held his hands up in defense.

"It's not a joke." He laughed roughly with his own cigarette still between his lips. "I know one of the guys on the project. Word is that their main wheel man quit and they need a new one. Production starts soon, so they don't have time to open auditions. But he's having a party on Halloween. So if you're willing to give up our regular tradition of going out and getting wasted and faceless, nameless sex, then we have plans." He smirked across the table.

"As much as I love our traditional plans.." Matt rolled his eyes before letting them settle on the page again. "You think I have a shot at this?" He bit his lip.

Chasing Justice was the who's who of films. L was the great detective. Light was the absolute bad guy you just loved to hate. Misa was the chick who fell for the powers of the dark side but had a dark past that made you feel bad for her. Kiyomi was the bad ass chick that you never had a problem hating. Sayu was the chick that every guy wanted. The chick who could kick ass, but tended to get into trouble because she had morals. Then there was Mello. The one you never knew if he was a good or bad guy until the end. The vigilante that you could just never take your eyes off of. Oh, Matt had a crush on the blond actor. It's too bad he was a straight playboy.

"Matt." Beyond called his name, breaking his musings. His green eyes broke from the pages and pictures collected in the folder, off of the icy blue stare he longed to see in person. "You don't even know how amazing you are at your job. Just be confident on Wednesday, and you'll do great."

~*~line~*~

"Come on Matt, we gotta go!" Beyond called from the living room, tossing a jar of jam he had been snacking on back into the refrigerator and slamming it shut. He heard the thumping of boots and turned to see his roommate walk in.

Matt was dressed relatively normal. His dark wash jeans were skin tights and a plain black t-shirt. Though his black boots he wore less often had more buckles and zippers than usual, though he recognized them from before. His vest was all brown fur to match a set of dog ears that sat in his red hair. Not to mention the spiked collar with D-ring and chain leash. He gave Matt a disbelieving look.

"What? I'm broke, and aside from the ears, I had it all in my closet." He looked back at Beyond and raised his own eyebrow. Beyond looked himself over. He had opted to go with a mad scientist look, complete with head mirror and mask. His Doctor's coat was ever covered in blood.

"What? I'm broke too and I already had it all in my closet." He smiled cheekily. "All of it." He laughed.

"I don't doubt it. I don't even doubt that it already had the blood on it." Matt laughed and turned away, swiping his keys and wallet from the table. "Let's go."

~*~line~*~

Matt felt his nerves sky rocket as they approached the house, no scratch that, the mansion on Halloween. Beyond gave him directions as if by heart to Wammy House.

"B, how the hell are we going to get in here? I'm sure they have a VIP list." Matt said worriedly. Beyond rolled his eyes and groaned for the umpteenth time.

"Just drive up to the gate, Matt." He directed.

"Names." The guard asked stoicly. Matt gave Beyond an annoyed look and the brunette leaned over into his lap.

"Beyond fucking Birthday and Mail fucking Jeevas. And if we aren't on there tell L to get his ass down here so I can fix the problem." He handed the guard his and Matt's IDs he had read and Matt watched the guard roll his eyes, make a few check marks and open the gate, handing them back.

"I can't believe I was on a party list by L Lawliet." He marveled. Beyond sat back in his seat as Matt moved the car forward.

"Yeah yeah. So fucking amazing."

"Are you going to tell me how you know him ever?" He asked as he pulled up to the valet.

"Nope." Beyond smiled innocently, chuckling as he watched Matt struggling with handing the valet over his car key for a moment before giving in with a threatening finger gesture. "Come on, Matt. L is waiting for us." He reached over and tugged at Matt's leash and they headed for the massive doors.