Matt shot straight up in a bed he was not sure he should be in. This was not his room, nor his bed. It was like waking up in a hospital after some weird accident. Nothing to remember but the fact that he was sitting in a foreign room.
Naked.
Matt groaned as he lay back against the white pillow he had been using, pulling the covers more securely over himself. The arm flew around his waist, pulling him into the body he so loved to be crushed against. Mello had asked him to sleep in here when they were up on the roof, and he had complied. Only every few days of the week would he come down to Mello's room; usually Mello would be too busy for any spending time with him. The days he did get with Mello were always his favorite.
"You moved around a lot last night." Mello got up on one elbow, frowning at the red haired boy.
"You mean I moved around a lot for such little sleep you allowed me to get." Matt let the grin fall into place without his help. "I might still be unable to walk."
"Then I'll have to serve you're every purpose. Lets start with the breakfast course." Mello slid over him, reaching under the bed. "It's here somewhere… Just… have to find… Ah! Found it." He pulled up a small lunch box with the Breakfast Club logo printed across the center.
"Please tell me that is NOT a secret stash."
"Only the finest of fine. We have Almond Joy, Kit Kat bars, and of course Hershey's bars." Mello's eyes flared with the same excitement they always showed whenever he would find a chocolaty treat. "What one do you want for starters?"
"You know I don't eat chocolate." He grabbed the shirt that pooled at the end of the bed, slipping into his pants with a wince. The things were ice cold.
"Well, you should sta-" Near walked calmly into the room, his blank face making Mello glare daggers. "Get out of my room you albino freak! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?!"
"Nothing good, I should say. I just came in to tell you to turn you're T.V. to channel five."
"Get out before I throw you out, Nate!" When Near made no move to leave, Mello flung himself at the guy. Matt grabbed him, pulling him back.
"Calm down. We don't need trouble." These two were always fighting like dogs and cats. Near shrugged, leaving the room. "Why don't you turn the T.V. to channel five. Lets see what all the commotion is about."
"Duh, it's Near being stupid." Mello sauntered over to the T.V., turning the thing on to channel five. The screen lit up to life, a herd of police rushing in and out of a crime scene. There were several bodies laying on the ground, each one covered by a tarp.
"-what you are seeing are the victims to the newest Japan killer. Kira, as he calls himself, had sent a tape earlier this week announcing these seven deaths. As a result the police force had sent extra around the clock security in hopes to catch the killer. The seven seen behind me were all struck down with heart attacks at two thirty this afternoon. The killer was not seen at the scene of the crime, nor had they heard anything. The case was closed as a natural death." The reporters hand flew to her ear headset as she frowned. "I am getting reports that even though the case of these seven are closed by natural causes, the case for Kira will be opened."
"Kira… Do you know what this means Matt?" Mello smiled widely, running into the bathroom. "Ill finally be out on top and Near will be able to do nothing but wallow in grief!" He came back out with suds in his blond hair, a tooth brush sticking out of his mouth.
"Tell me you aren't really thinking…" He knew what was going to happen damn it, he knew Mello was cooking up a stupid plan.
"I'll be unstoppable!" He jerked on his leathers, bag, throwing everything he needed into it. "Matt, go pack, we're going to Japan."
"No way, last time we went to find a mad serial killer, we got in detention for months."
"This time will be different, Matty! I NEED this."

They arrived in Japan the fallowing day. Busting out of Wammy's had been easy, and getting fake ID's for the tickets? Even easier. They had gotten a hotel room and for Mello's hunt to be successful, a map of the entire Japan continent. The mini fridge had to be stuffed with food and drinks for the next week, or at least until Matt had a chance to scrounge up more. Mello had requested a entire progress report for the Kira case as well. As usual, Matt found himself working on everything. Roger had called nearly a hundred time and left at least fifty voicemails.
"Oh, you just wait. You boy's are in so much trouble, I'll have you in detention until you graduate!" Or, "I know you're screening these calls! Get you're butts back here or else!" Something like that at least. Mello had even answered once, telling Roger he was annoying, and then he threw the phone out of the bus window. He had said L would easily trace the call and that they couldn't risk it.
Isn't that just fan-fucking-tastic.
They sat on the two beds facing each other, each thinking of what to do. They had to hack into the task force files in order to get the information. Matt would have to handle that. Mello would have to go to the task force personally in order to find any evidence that they had yet to file. H e stood with a sigh, brushing the blond hair from his eyes.
"I better head over there now, before anyone gets a bulletin from Watari or Roger."
"Be careful."
"I always am, aren't I?" The sinking feeling just would not go away.

L was escorted from the private plane by Watari, being led directly to the car that awaited them. The Chief, Mr. Yagami, had insisted they go to the station to help the case. They were not going there though, they would be going straight to the hotel to begin hooking up all the equipment that was needed in this investigation. The two men got into the back seat of the car, sitting quietly as the driver took them to their destination.
"Watari, you know that Mello and Matt are already here." The young detective took the plate of cake in his hands, picking up the plump strawberry that lay on top.
"I do."
"I want them found and brought back to the school. They have no business here."
"I am on it, sir." As the car came to a sudden stop, the cake went flying into L's lap. L's frown was deep. He looked down at his lap with sad eyes.
"My cake…" Watari leaned forward, grabbing a tissue from the box. He tried removing most of the frosting without much being done. "Ill get it, Watari, thank you."
"What the hell are you thinking? You can't just drive like a maniac." The young blond driver turned in his seat.
With a shaky voice, he said, "Sorry. I'm so sorry sir, but there seems to be a problem ahead."
"Well spit it out, son. What the hell is wrong?"
"The police station was… well, is…" The boy motioned ahead of them, trying to form words.
"Spit it out." Both Watari and L snapped.
"The police station is on fire. S-someone bombed it. I can't get through this part of the road because of it."
The two men's heads snapped to attention as they starred straight ahead of them. Sure enough the entire place was covered with flames that reached to the sky. The bricks that once made the precinct now covered the road in front of them. The officers rushed to get their men out of the place in time before it collapsed completely. They were carrying out a passed out Janitor when the ambulance showed.
"Should we get out? Maybe Mello and Matt are here." Watari was unfastening his seat belt while L shook his head.
"If Mello and Matt were here, we'd see them. Take us to our hotel, take the other road."

Matt was filled with panic as he ran at a sprint to the explosion. He should not have let Mello go. Good job genius, another person you let die. You might as well have put the knife in his heart yourself. He pushed faster, getting to a medic. "I'm looking for a friend, have you seen him?"
"Sorry, kid, we didn't find anyone you're age in the wreckage." The older man moved away to examine a officer with a gash across his forehead. Matt bit his lip, looking around. Mello hadn't survived. He was still in there! He choked on his breath, backing up until he was sitting on the tailgate of the ambulance. He could hear a hissing of pain from the inside. The janitor lay on the gurney, hissing in pain.
Matt didn't know what drew him to the guy, but he found himself sitting there with the guy talking up a storm.
"He's my best friend, and more… I don't know what to do. I didn't even want him to chase after this Kira guy. He could have still been alive…" Matt rubbed his face in the middle of his palms. "I should have put my foot down. I should have told him that we weren't coming here."
The janitor grunted in pain, mumbling something. "What? Are you trying to say something?" Matt pulled the guy's hat off, ratty brown hair springing free. The guy had a deep wound covering most of his cheek and down to the side of his throat. He let out a loud scream as he arched. The hair-
The hair was falling off! Not just small strands, but the whole damn thing! Blond hair spilling out. "Mello!?" Matt gasped, jumping up and hugging him. "Oh, God, I thought you were dead!"
"Matty, calm down, just get me out of here." Mello's eyes drooped closed as he sagged in Matt's arms.
Matt knew he needed to get Mello to the hotel, possibly a safe zone. He had to hurry. Today was the first day Matt was going to attempt to steel a Ambulance.