Matt sat up in bed running his fingers through his ruffled hair, he flipped it to his side and glared at the sun breaking through his window. The golden sun reminded Matt of Mello, how it shown so brightly but hide so many secrets, "Uh, speaking of Mello where is he?," Matt asked him self looking over to the black bed displayed on the side of his blue one. He rubbed his four head trying to get ride of the horrendous headace he had, it felt as if his heart was pounding against his head wanting to explode all his insides and escape like a murder escapes the crime he just committed, leaving the body to suffer. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!," Matt screamed stumbling out of his bed and falling to his knees, he cupped the palms of his hands on top of his four head.
BB timidly pocked his head into the room, curious as to know why Matt had been yelling. "Is everything all right?," BB mumbled stepping into the room placing his thumbnail into his mouth biting it softly. His eyes wide and psychotic. Matt looked over to BB. "Yeah, just a little head ace." "That was quit a loud shout for such little head ace," BB said walking over to his and placing his pale hand over his four head, "It's pounding,mmm, we don't have medicine right know but I'll tell Watari to run to the store later, you should just lay in bed for a while," he tilted his head in confusion and suspicion. "How did you receive this head ace, Matt?."
Matt stood up in panic, "N-no reason." "Ah, I see. You had alchohal with Mello again didn't you?," BB placed his fist on Matts head and ruffled his hair playfully. "DON'T TELL WATARI OR RODGER, PLEASE!," BB laughed. "I won't, just get some rest."
Matt lay back on the bed and crossed his arms over his stomach. "Hey, B?." BB whipped a bit of jam off of his black shirt and sat at the end of the bed, "Yes?." "Are and L. . .together?," B's eyes grew wider nearly falling out of his skull. "What makes you think that?," His eyes relaxed. Matt sat up and chuckled, "I don't know, you just kissed his the other day when we where singing that stupid Christmas carol. I just don't think friends casually kiss each other like that so I just assumed you guys where together," Matt said closing his eyes and relaxing his body, sinking it into the bed. "You got me, I said no because Watari doesn't alow us to be in relation ships-" "Why so," Matt interrupted re opening his eyes and sitting back up. "Supposidly it gets in the way of our education and Watari would never allow such a thing to happen." Matt sighed, "bummer."
BB stood off the bed and headed for the door "Oh, Mello told me to tell you to meet him in the court yard at 3:00," BB said before leaving the room. What did Mello want? Matt thought.
BB glanced down the hallways flouded with toys and thrown sneakers. Suprisingly, the hallway was empty with no sign off children. The only person in view was L. BB snuck up behind his and wrapped his arms around L's waist, His hot breath pressing against L's neck. L longed for BB, that psycho murderer. "Seems like we're alone," BB whispered gently into L's ear. L's cheeks flushed a bright red, he turned to his side only to meet BB's lips. Soft and dominant was what BB's lips where to L.
Matt stepped into to courtyard, His red hair glistening with the sun. Matt hated the sun, it was bothersome and bright. "Matt!," Mello called. Mello stood in front of Matt searching his green eyes. "Mello, where's Watari and the others, I haven't seen them around?," Matt asked pulling his sleeves up to his elbows. "No, that's not the point-" "Then what it?," Matt interrupted frustrated.
"I ran out of chocolate."
"WHAT, THATS THE REAOSN YOU CALLED ME!."
"No, I'm joking."
"Stop stalling, idiot, what is it?."
"What happened last night?," Mello asked grasping onto a notebook behind his back.
"I don't know, you tell me, for all I know you could have token advantage of me and raped me!."
"I-I don't remember."
"If you don't remember, why did you call me out here in the first place," Matt folded hi arms.
"Because I found this," Mello said holding up a red Death Note. Matt eyes grew wide and his arms fell.
"A-a Death Note?."
This is really short it's because I'm planning on writing a fiction press and if I get too much into this I might loose my focus on the fiction press idea. Tell me what you think!.