Chapter 2
"A was found dead this morning in the boy's bathroom." Roger tried to replicate the detached-of-all-emotions tone he'd often head Watari use from talking to the orphans, however he didn't quite get it right. Instead he sounded bored, rude, resulting in yet another ear-splitting scream from the red head, a louder, more heart breaking version of what Mello had heard in the library.
"It wasn't him." Matt managed to yell before being gently shushed by Mello who cradled him delicately in his arms, like a porcelain doll, as if he was going to break.
"Back-up…"
"HIS NAME IS BEYOND!" Matt screamed, tears streaming down that ghostly, grey face. The red headed teen clasped closer onto Mello, burying his face in the black leather.
"B,"
"Beyond Birthday." Matt sobbed, interrupted by hiccups. Roger fidgeted uncomfortably before carrying on, however he refused to use the boy's name.
"B was found laughing by the boy's toilets in the early hours of the morning, covered in blood." Mello's whole body shoot as yet another sob racked its way from the red head's lips. "Yet he denies everything." Roger finished. Mello had to admit, it looked bad, but they had no proof. BB… Well BB had always been weird. His unnatural obsession with L. His perverted sense of humor. Mello himself hadn't exactly been pleased when he had found out about the… 'close relationship'… if you could call it that, that he and Matt shared. However after a number of temper tantrums and days of giving Matt the silent treatment, Mello had learnt that there was nothing he could do. For once the red head had disobeyed Mello and had been stubborn. It was through this that Mello had learnt that his relationship with Matt was stronger then any he'd ever experienced before. Friendship. Although he hated the tainted BB, for Matt's happiness, he had put up with him.
Mello was woken from his thoughts by the sound of someone clearing their throat, Watari was stood in the door way.
"If Matt had calmed down now, I ask that he joins me in Roger's office." The voice was deep and bathed with authority as he spoke, causing the sobs which had been escaping Matt's lips to cease. The red head pushed against Mello's chest, releasing himself from the blonde's grasp. Mello's arms dropped to his side like a dead weight as the red head silently stood up and walked towards the door.
"What about me?" Mello's voice came out as a strange squeak, which he quickly tried to hide by clearing his throat.
"I will ask to speak with you later." The old man replied opening the door for Matt to follow him.
"No, I'm not leaving Matt. I'm going with you." Linking his arm through Matt's the leather clad blonde began to march him down the corridor, he felt Watari's eyes on his back, the heat making him shiver uncomfortably.
