"Er, so sorry. I'll, uh, be going now. You make a lovely couple, really." Matt got himself out of that room as fast as he could. Navigating through the upstairs halls had been more difficult than he anticipated- mainly due to the fact that every single door looked exactly the same. It was impossible to tell what was waiting on the other side! And what had been in the room he had just exited was another pair of recently deceased star-crossed lovers. Matt was not exactly the innocent type, but walking in on two people 'consummating their love at long last'- as they put it- was an embarrassing experience on everyone's part.

Matt sighed and ran his fingers through his hair: thirty-six doors and no signs of anything electronic and beeping. Rem had explained somewhat how this place worked; you had to concentrate properly on what it was you wanted, and then the next door you opened would lead you to it. This was hard for newcomers, but as you stayed here longer it became as easy as breathing. Matt supposed that made sense, but it hadn't kept him from trying anyway.

However, he had been here several hours, and he was starting to feel a little guilty about leaving L all by himself at the bar. The older man had said that he didn't mind, but with L you could never really tell what he was feeling.

"It wouldn't hurt to go back and take a break." He reasoned, walking further along the hall. The only convenient thing about this place was that every twenty doors or so there was a clearly marked exit back down to the ground floor. "The only n00b-friendly feature in this bloody place." He muttered, descending the staircase.

He didn't get far before the front door to the bar burst open. Matt had only a second to register the leather-clad blonde at the entrance before he pulled out a gun and glared around the room. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"

Matt blinked, partly shocked to see Mello here so soon, and partly shocked at the blonde's entrance. But that was right… Mello was Catholic. Must be a bit of a shock to have your entire belief system come crashing down on you.

At this point, he had one of two options. Either a) sit back at watch Mello tear the place apart, or b) go over and calm him down before he hurt somebody. While option A would certainly have been more amusing, he didn't like to watch Mello look so confused and panicked. Plus, he had started talking under his breath, which rarely indicated anything good.

Decision made, he took the last step down and started over.

None of this made sense. Mello knew where he was supposed to be- he was supposed to be burning in Hell for his sins (murder, arson, and torture only topping the list). And even if he had somehow miraculously gotten into the heaven, it most certainly wouldn't be a bar. So where was he?

"Maybe Satan's trying to lull me into a false sense of security…" He started muttering, "Not that he's doing a very good job of it…" So wrapped up in his own confusion, he didn't even notice the red-head that had made his way over until he grabbed Mello's wrist and forced him to lower the gun.

"Calm down, Mello. Wave that thing around too much and people will wonder if you're compensating for something."

Mello blinked before he looked to his left and found himself looking into a pair of orange goggles. "Matt?"

The gamer grinned and spread his arms out. "Da da da daaaa!"

His relief at seeing his friend again, and guilt for knowing he was the reason for it, were momentarily cast aside to make way for suspicion. Mello narrowed his eyes and muttered, "How do I know that you're really Matt and not some kind of satanic illusion?"

Being used to Mello's paranoia by now, Matt just leaned in close to the blonde and whispered in his ear, "What's the matter? Don't know your seme when you see him?"

Yup, Mello thought as he pushed the red-head away, a small smirk worming it's way onto his face, it's him alright.

A/N: Ugh… I struggled with the second half of the chapter a lot. It was hard to think of how Mello would react to something like this, especially 'cause it's my first time writing him. Well, here's hoping that you all will forgive me for taking so long! Up next? Takada will probably reappear, and since she dies wearing only a blanket… that'll be interesting. L will be around some more too.

If anyone wants to suggest an idea or scenario or something for a later chapter, I'd love to hear it (after all, I need to fill the time between character deaths somehow).