I'm sorry it's taking so long to get to the point, and yeah the description doesn't make sense but I decided to start from the beginning, and so I did. Please be patient and continue reading… It'll be worth it, I'm telling you.

Matt POV

I lost my balance and fell to my knees… He'd left and wouldn't even say why… Did Roger kick him out of Whammy's? It must be my fault… I got him into this mess by getting him into so much trouble. I sobbed heavily. I wiped my face on the sleeve of my black and white striped shirt and stood up onto buckling knees slipping my goggles back over my eyes. I wasn't gonna let him go like this, or at least not alone.

Dashing into Whammy's I slid and ran into our room and started to throw my shit together, I rushed to grab my vest and realized… oh crap… I walked over to the closet and slipped out a package. It was December 7th, six days before Mello's birthday. Why would he leave at a time like this? I carefully shoved it into the bag when I noticed a note on my bed. I unfolded the crumpled loose-leaf notebook paper to see Mells' handwriting scrawled out in a note.

Matt,

I'm leaving Whammy's and heading out on my own. Don't try to stop me, don't follow me, worry about me or miss me too much. I'll be fine. L is dead and Near is his successor. I'm going to do whatever it takes to be number one, and this is the first step. I'm sorry to have to have broken it to you this way… but this is what I've got to do. I hope we'll meet again some day. But for now… Goodbye, Matt. I love you and I always will.

-Mello

P.S.: I left your Christmas present under the bed, just because I'm leaving is no reason for you not to get it.

I stood there unsure what to make of it. L was dead, Mello was gone, Near is the new L… This was all too much for me to take I had a headache just thinking about it. My eyes started to well up again.

"Ugh… Pull yourself together, Matt. Don't be such a pussy." I told myself. I was already crying far too much. This wasn't normal. I had to find Mello I could deal with the rest of this crap later. I folded up the note and shoved it in my jeans' pocket, bending down to look under the bed, sure enough a red and green wrapped box sat beneath. I slipped it out and unwrapped it hastily. I had to get moving…

I smiled as the wrapping revealed a white DS. I had been complaining about wanting one for months, as of the fact I had already beaten almost all on my games. With he'd slipped in Assassin's Creed. Sweet. I chucked it in my bag, no time to get side tracked. I checked for everything then ran out the door as well.

I climbed the stone wall that separated Whammy's from the rest of Winchester. Sitting atop it I looked back at Whammy's. I would miss that place… All the good times… Wreaking havoc, blowing up random crap in the courtyard, pranking Near, leaving flaming bags of shit in front of Roger's door… ah. How I would miss them, but days there wouldn't be the same without Mello.

I jumped down from the wall and landed clumsily with a thud. I could still see Mello in the distance to my surprise. I took off on a sprint after him. It took me several minutes to get even a little close to him; surprisingly, he hadn't noticed my following yet. I stopped about 30 feet behind him to catch my breath; I wasn't really used to this kinda running. The only times I did this was when Mells and I were escaping a bomb about to detonate.

Panting I ran after him, getting closer and closer… I yelled. "Mells!" He stopped and turned to look behind seeming confused. He froze and stared at me.

Finally I caught up to him and nearly collapsed on the ground… "Mells… I…" I couldn't continue between pants.

"Matt! What are you doing here?!" He exclaimed in a cross between confusion, anger, joy, and sadness. Fuck, he was bipolar… he changed his mind way too much, yeesh. I pulled myself together and stood up again, hanging my goggles around my neck.

"Did you really think you could leave me behind like that?" I smirked. "There's not a freezing day in hell I'd not worry about you by the way." He smiled a little at that.

"You got the note then…?"

"Yeah, and thanks for the present, Mells. I love it."

"That's not the point, Matt, you can't…" He started. I glomped him before he could continue. He squirmed a little in surprise but then gave me a cross between a smirk and a look of distress.

"Like you have a choice in the matter." I whispered in his ear. "I'm not going to let you go." I squeezed him tighter to emphasize it. How'd he ever deduce the possibility that he could escape without me? Did he forget who I was?

"Well, ironic enough, you're going to have to if you wanna come with." He countered. "'Cause I'm not going back, if that's why you are hear. Though judging by your bags, you're not." He decided.

"How very right you are." I let go and slipped off of him. Mello was never one to prefer public displays of affection, but like I cared. He had it coming. He perturbed-ly brushed the wrinkles out of his black shirt and adjusted his jacket. I laughed a little and he cracked a slight smile.

"Do you even have any idea what your- or rather we're going to do now?" I asked, flicking open my lighter and lighting a cigarette.

"Fuck! I didn't think of that!"

Face-palm.

The ending is kinda funny but that's the end of le prologue-ing. We're getting to the stuff in the summary in the near future. Heh, heh… 'Near' future. XD Anyway, yeah. When I said story, I meant full story. But I'll try to speed it up if I can.

-Scar