Sorry for the slow update! This chapter is a little shorter than you can expect them to be. As always, I don't have any affiliations with Death Note.
Mihael Keehl and Mail Jeevas.
Matt wasn't sure who this Mihael was, but he certainly could recognize his own name. The funeral business that Roger had mentioned.. The way that nobody would acknowledge him.. The scars. He stepped back, shaking his head. None of it made sense, but it couldn't be the truth. If he were dead.. No, he wouldn't even let the thought cross his mind. Someone had clearly made a mistake.
"Roger. I'm right here. I don't know why you'd put my name on there, unless there happens to be another Mr. Mail Jeevas roaming around Wammy's." He chuckled nervously, running his hands through the unkempt hair.
Still, he was ignored. Shivers ran up Matt's spine. "Please just turn and look at me.."
Nothing.
He balled his hands into fists and left the room, slamming the door shut behind him as he left. Maybe that would give the old man something to look at. He hardly saw anyone in the hallway, and those he ran into were different than the last time he had been in the building. There was one student he recognized, though her face had changed slightly. It had been a few years. He could hardly wrap his head around that, let alone try to figure out what was going on.
"Am I dead?" He thought the words aloud, leaning on a wall. It was the same wall that he'd been sitting against the first time he and Mello had decided to become the unbreakable duo that they were infamous for.
"That's right," the petite blond said with a grin. "We're going to be best friends. You might not see it now, but just wait! Everyone will know our names."
The redheaded boy looked up from his game, confusion clear on his face. "We'll see about that. I'm Matt, by the way. Maybe you should learn my name before everyone else." He stuck out his tongue.
It was starting to make sense. But.. he didn't want it to make sense. He wanted to keep wandering around the halls, run into Mello,and punch him for leaving him alone and confused. Matt wanted an explanation for what was happening with everyone around him, and how long he had been unconscious. Scars don't occur overnight.
He pushed himself away from the wall, determined to find something or someone who could help him understand.
