A/N- Okay I came up with this idea a while ago, but I've changed it up a bit. It's short, but this is more of a prologue; if people like this, then I'll continue. It may seem like things are left out, but that is done purposely. Please tell me what you think!

A year had passed since the ending of the Kira case, and Mello was still pissed off. Near had won and he had died. It didn't matter that he had chosen this, that fact would not make him happy.

He didn't even get to kick Yagami's ass in Hell everyday. He, ironically, was sent to Heaven. Apparently dying the way he did made him a martyr. Wasn't that just peachy?

At least he wasn't completely alone. Matt was there and so was L. But somehow, that just wasn't good enough.

The obsession that had kept him going for years wasn't there. Near wasn't there.

And it pissed him off enough that he now had many complaints filed against him. He was assigned a counselor, to help see if there was a way to fix his problem.

What an unlucky soul.

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"So…you have something bothering you?"

Mello was now seated, rather stiffly, in the stereotypical long couch of a psychiatric office.

"Obviously." Mello knew that this was going to be bad, but this idiot was going to make the entire session torture.

"No need to take that tone. I'm not here because I want to be an annoyance or because I'm extremely interested in your life. I'm here because you've become a pest and everyone is sick of you. Now, why are you acting like a jackass?"

Straight to the point and brutally honest, at least she wasn't like all the no nothings that the orphanages of the past had sent him to.

So he decided to do her a favor. He told his story. Starting from the beginning…

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"…And then I had a heart attack and died. That's it."

The counselor sat sideways in her chair, processing all of what she'd heard.

"Well, you obviously have a lot of issues. Have you tried talking to some of the people that caused them? L? Kira? Or maybe your parents?"

I've talked to L and my parents, and I was able to get a lot off my chest then; but I haven't been able to talk to Kira. The waiting list is too fucking long."

"What about Near?"

Mello glared at her. She was asking stupid questions again.

"It's a bit hard to talk to that little fucker when he's still alive."

She ignored his blatent hostility. She already was forming a plan in her mind that would hopefully solve Mello's problem.

"Not always."

This short statement managed to gather all of Mello's attention. He spoke be for he could measure his reaction.

"I can talk to him?!"

The counselor smirked. Mello had already made her job easier.

"Let's make a deal Mello."