Chapter 1:Goodbyes last forever
Mello sighed as his best friend,15 year old Matt,stood in the doorway of Wammy's,Matt looked at him pleadingly,but mello just sighed,he hated how Matt dressed,his plain white T-shirt,blue shorts with grass stains from constantly being outside.
"What am I goin' to do Mello,I don't gots any other friends but you,and know I'm goin' to be all alone,again!Please take me wit you!Please?"Matt said,Mello patted Matt's buzzed short hair.
"No,Matt.I'm going to be doing some dangerous stuff,I'm going to be risking my life sometimes,and I'm going to do what I've always wanted to do,no matter what.Matt you'd only be a hindrance."Matt looke crestfallen,before suddenly cheering up.
"If I get strong like you will you let me help you den?"
"Matt,there is only a 5 chance you will ever be as strong as me,you can't even kill an ant without crying,and I'll be doing lots of killing stuff."Matt looked depressed.
"Mello...at-at least...can you tell me where your goin?"
"I'm going to join the Mafia Matt,that's all I'm telling you for know."
"Okay Mello,but remember,one day I'm going to be as strong as you,maybe even stronger,and I'm going to find you again,got it?"He said it determendly,his green eyes sparkling.
"Matt...okay.I'll make sure that if you ever get as strong as me you'll have a spot right next to me."Mello gave his friend a hug,Matt smiled and hugged back tightly,he waved sadly as Mello walked away.He waited until the boy had dissapeared from view,before going back inside slowly.
(The next morning)
"Hey,Matt wanna go outside an' play?"Mary asked,her brown hair in a high ponytail,in her hands a football.Usually Matt would've jumped at the chance,because he was usually working on a rubix cube or some other stragetic game,he was good at stragety.Today he didn't feel like it,he shook his head and returned to the puzzling square,wishing that Mello was there,Mello would've yelled,"Matt come on!We're going outside!"Matt hated choices,with Mello he'd never had to make one choice.
It was back to before Mello again,when he was friendless and alone,he could've played with Mary and had a fake friend for the day,but he didn't want to,he wanted Mello that was it,and his leader had left him one last command,get as strong as he could then find him.Matt sighed,there was no sense moping around.He stood up and made his way to the hallway,he had heard there was thing called a 'gameroom',and you got stronger playing those games,he walked in found ethr oom completely empty,everyone outside or at breakfast.He made his way over to one of the more simple looking games he heard was called a 'gamecube.'
he put in a simple looking game called Grand theft auto.After two hours he had finally figured out how to make a bus jump over a giant building,which should be physically impossible,he grinned as he landed,crushing several bystanders,then hopped out and pulled out his favorite weapon so far,a simple pistol,though it wasn't that much of a weapon it was fun to use.He smiled as he managed to kill off a few bystanders,then made his way to whatever location he was actually supose to be at.
When some other kids came in he hurriedly saved and turned off the game,unwilling to show them how far he'd gotten.Making his way back to his room he had a sudden realization,a lot of the guys in the game smoked,most of the really powerful guys.
He made sure nobody was looking then pulled out his secret stash of money,he'd saved up a total of 100,he only took out a 5 before ducking out the window,he was luckily on the first floor.Next he made his way to a nearby drugstore,he knew the guy well enough,he always offered him some ciggarettes,and some of the kids would accept his offer.
Matt walked up,"Hey,how much are your cheapest packs?"The guy grinned.
"2 bucks."
"2 boxes of them then."The man smiled as he handed over the boxes,"We have cheap lighters two,only 50 cents."He picked a red one out,then as he left the store he practiced using it,then pulled out a cigarette,placing the brown part in his mouth he lit it,coughing a bit as he took his first puff,he almost dropped it,but quickly grabbed the precious cancer stick,he looked at carefully,before trying another puff curiously,it didn't tast any better,but all the same,he kept on taking puffs,until he'd finished the whole cigarette,he barely stopped himself from pulling out another one,he already smelled enough like smoke,and he wanted them to last.
Matt made his way back to the orphanage,climbed back into his open window,then decided to take a shower and go back to the gameroom.He smiled into the mirror,he was going to be as strong as Mello soon enough,all he had to do was be like the people in his games.
"Better be ready Mello,I'll be their sooner then you think!"He said to himself,before stepping into the shower.
AN:I don't own Death Note.
