Disclaimer: Death note characters not owned by me D:
Summary: Matsuda always teased Ide about how unlucky in love he was, but maybe he just didn't want to be loved?...
A/N: it's my first (descent) fanfiction, and I have an excuse for grammar mistakes: I'm dutch xD Flames accepted xD
February 2nd, 2011, NPA building, 8.00 AM
"Ugh…my head hurts like hell" Matsuda exclaimed, sitting at his desk, "Maybe I should cut down the drinking a bit next time"
"It's not the amount of alcohol that gave you the hangover" Aizawa answered Matsuda's statement, "You just can't hold your liquor"
"Maybe I should've stayed home," he said, ignoring Aizawa's comment, "it's still so early, and I don't remember what time and how I got home, too"
At that moment, Ide entered the room, with a pile of papers in his hands, just on time to hear Matsuda's statement about his memory loss.
Ide looked at Aizawa and they both started laughing.
"What? What? Did I do something?" Matsuda asked, panicking a little.
"Ask Yamamoto" Ide replied, when Yamamoto walked in.
"Yamamoto, what did I do last night, they won't tell me" he whined.
"hmm… let's just say your sexual interest had swings…"
"What?"
"Yeah, you were all over Yamamoto" Ide said, still laughing.
With that said, Yamamoto subtly walked to the opposite direction of the room.
"You were all saying stuff like: 'You, my man, are my one and only. Why couldn't I see it earlier'. And an hour or so later, you passed out, so we dragged you home" Aizawa added.
Matsuda, ready to crawl somewhere under a rock, apologized multiple times to Yamamoto, saying he didn't know what he was thinking. Of course Yamamoto already knew that, he wasn't that stupid.
"How come you and Ide don't have a hangover?" Matsuda asked Aizawa.
"Because, one, we can hold our liquor, and two, we didn't drink as much as you did." He answered.
With that, the conversation was finished and they went back to their work.
February 3rd, 2011, Matsuda's home, evening
"want something?" Matsuda asked Aizawa
"Sure, anything's fine"
Matsuda went to the kitchen and came back an moment later with two drinks in his hands.
"I see you stepped back from the alcohol?" Aizawa said when he noticed what Matsuda brought was coffee.
"Yeah," Matsuda replied smiling, 'I decided I would cut it down as much as I can, after last time"
Aizawa smiled back, "Yeah, that would be a good idea"
"and about that evening," He added, taking a sip from his coffee, "Do you remember the part when we tried to get Ide talk about his past love life?"
"Yeah," Matsuda said "it was just ten seconds or so, but he really seemed down there. And I was just joking"
"Me too, and did you notice? Every time we tease him or ask anything, he throws a fit or leads the conversation somewhere else. How could I not notice that before? I've known him for years."
"Where did you actually meet him?"
"Police school, but I had another job before going to police school, just like Ide and we were the eldest pupils in class" Aizawa replied.
"another job?..." Matsuda asked
"Yes, believe it or not, but I was an accountant" He said "But I have no idea of what Ide did before police school"
"You actually don't really know a lot about him, don't you?"
"Now that you mention it, I actually don't. He talks a lot, but not about his past," Aizawa said thinking, "especially not his love life"
"With me neither…"
February 4th, 2011, Ide's home, after work
Ide was reading a book he bought the week before, reading is his passion that will never quit, when his bell rang. He put down his book and walked to his door to open it. Once the door was opened, he saw Matsuda standing on his doorstep.
"What brings you here?" He asked
"I was bored so I thought I'd pay that good old Ide a visit" Matsuda answered, entering the hallway.
"O…kay" Ide said, finding Matsuda a little strange and suspicious today.
"Wow," Matsuda exclaimed, "Your place is nice. I've never been here before"
"Did you expect me to live like a hobo?" Ide cocked his eyebrow.
"Of course I did" Matsuda said sarcastically.
"oh well, make yourself at home then" Ide grinned
Matsuda smiled and took seat on the couch while Ide went to his kitchen. Matsuda noticed that there were a lot of photographs on the furniture. But one photograph caught his attention:
a younger Ide and a young woman, smiling at the camera, Ide's smile was a lot different from how his smile is now. The woman was holding onto Ide's arm tightly with both hands.
Ide came back and sat on the loveseat in front of Matsuda.
"So what's up?" Ide asked, "aren't you tired from work?"
"Ide, you know I'm always overflowing with energy. Nothing can stop me" Matsuda said, trying to sound heroic.
"That," Ide said, "I noticed"
"Look, Ide…" Matsuda said, his face now serious, "You're my friend, right?"
"I might hope so"
"And friends can tell each other anything"
"Yes, Matsuda, what are you trying to tell me?"
"I've been wondering…" Matsuda answered "If you are happy"
"Of course I am, what triggered that question?" he said
"well…" Matsuda hesitated, "Lately, Aizawa and I have noticed that you seem uncomfortable around us"
"huh?"
"I mean when we are talking about our love life, you know… we, well, especially me, are always teasing you about being a bachelor for so long but—"
"Matsuda," Ide interrupted "You don't have to be sorry. Besides, you are single too"
"Not exactly, there is Sayu, remember? But this isn't about me," Matsuda shook his head. Ide was trying to lead the conversation somewhere else. Too bad Matsuda loves to talk about his soon-to-be-girlfriend Sayu, "Look, I'll go right to the point"
Matsuda pointed to the photograph he'd been studying earlier. "Who is that girl? Is she your ex?" He said, "and I'm sorry if I sound rude, but I just want to know"
"Sort of, but it's all in the past", he answered "but it's not important, Matsuda"
"but…" Matsuda said in a low voice, "you really seemed happy on that picture with her"
Ide looked away, starring out the window. An awkward silence fell which Matsuda spent looking at the picture.
"What's her name?" Matsuda finally asked.
"…Rin" Ide said slowly (A/N: that's my name translated in Japanese xD)
"Why did you break up with her?"
"Matsuda, why are we talking about this?" Ide asked a little angry.
"See? You're doing it again, trying to get the conversation somewhere else, just like just now and other times"
"Look, Matsuda…" Ide sighed "I'm trying to forget all about it. So leave it, please?"
"I just want to be you're friend…" Matsuda said, looking sad
"I'll tell you someday…someday, because you really are my friend, Matsuda" Ide smiled sadly.
I first told myself to upload the whole story, but I couldn't resist xD R&R please, If you have any ideas, tell me and maybe I'll use tham :3