A/N: Forever and a day later here is the next chapter! -.-' Sorry guys, I've been working really hard with school midterms, getting my permit, and memorizing the lines of a play for my theatre midterm. Too much going on to even think about writing. :{ BUT HERE IT IS! There's also not much in this chapter, I know, it's being saved for next chapter. ;} And now I have a beta! :D You can all thank This-is-Blasphemy for betaing this, and having great patience for it. So please follow my Three R's! :D

Chapter 2: Trust Me

Matt woke up from falling asleep on the couch. He went to rub his eyes of sleep and then remembered his goggles were still on when his hands were blocked from his eyes. Yawning, Matt removed his goggles onto his forehead and wiped his eyes. He searched for the clock and found that he slept for much too long and needed to check up on Mello.

Check up on Mello. That sounded so strange after years of not seeing the blond.

Matt got up and went to the bedroom, only to find the bed empty. He blinked then went to the bathroom and knocked on the door. The door slowly opened from the force to reveal nobody was in there.

Now Matt was scared.

Did Mello leave? Again? This time without telling me? Would he do that to me when he knows how much it hurt me? Would he... Oh no, Mello left me. He left me. No! Maybe he's... In the kitchen!

Matt ran out of the room, past the couch, and into the kitchen to find it empty. The apartment sounded way too empty. He had to have hope though. He looked in the closet, under the table, everywhere there was room, he looked. By now, he was panicking.

How could he just leave again?! He knew I'd panic! He didn't even say goodbye! He didn't...

Then it hit Matt. It hit him hard. So hard, in fact, that he had to lean against the refrigerator and hold onto the table to keep himself stable.

Was he... Was he ever here? Did I make it up or dream it or... Am I going completely crazy?

This was too much. Too much to go through.

"Damn it!" Matt yelled, slamming his hand against the refrigerator. It hit against a paper that was held up by a magnet that he didn't remember putting up there. On the verge of breaking down, Matt slid down the fridge to the ground, grabbing the paper and running a hand through his hair. He put the paper into view and slid the goggles back into place to see what was on it.

Matt, I went to get something very important. Promise to come back. Mello

Matt stared. He stared and stared and stared some more. He stared so much that the words started to blur into unrecognizable smudges.

Then he laughed.

He laughed at the situation, at Mello, at himself. He laughed at everything, but more importantly, he laughed so he wouldn't cry. He laughed to free himself of his emotions.

"Fuck."

--

Mello liked the new jacket and motorcycle he managed to get on the ride to get Halle. He also liked the new gun he used while pointing at the back of Near's head. Oh, and let's not forget the new chocolate.

New things were nice.

"I see you survived the self imposed explosion." Near stated.

"You didn't think I would actually kill myself, did you?" Mello asked.

"Of course not, but you were always prone to making hasty decisions. You did leave Wammy's, didn't you?" Near asked back, causing Mello's eyes to narrow. "And what did you do? Join the Mafia? Lovely."

"Shut up, Near. As you know, that's no longer an option." Mello replied.

"It was your own fault. Which makes me think, Mello. Where are you staying now? You have other contacts?" Near asked, twirling a lock of hair.

"If you're so fucking smart then why don't you tell me, Near?" Mello growled.

"My best guess is with Matt."

"And what makes you say that?"

"Well, besides the fact that he's reasonably close to us, he's in Japan, he's been hacking into our systems without leaving any traces that it was him, he'd do anything for you, and you've always had a crush on him." Near explained.

"Shut up, Near! I'm tired of you and the way you act so just shut up!" Mello yelled, pointing the gun steadier at Near's head. He ignored the SPK members that in turn pointed their guns at him.

"Mello, if you really want to shoot me then go ahead and do it." Near stated.

"I'd love to but there was a reason I came here and you being alive would make it that much easier." Mello answered, lowering the gun. "My picture from Wammy's."

"Of course." Near took out Mello's picture and flicked it back to Mello, who easily caught it.

"In return, here's some information. The Death Note, it has a Shinigami and the Shinigami told me there's a fake rule." Mello stated, shoving both the picture and his gun away.

"A Shinigami, huh? And what's the reason for this giving of information, Mello? Are you giving up?" Near asked.

"You wish, Near. I have a plan that only means success." Mello smirked and walked to the door, but stopped at the exit, taking a bite of his chocolate. "I wonder... Who will get to Kira first?"

"Let the race begin."

--

Mello forced his motorcycle to go as fast as it could. He didn't realize that he left Matt for much longer than he anticipated. Who knew how the redhead was taking his absence?

He hurried to park the bike and run into the apartment that was left unlocked for Mello. As soon as the door was opened Mello was met with blasting music, no doubt a song based on how Matt was feeling at the moment.

Looking for something I've never seen
Alone and I'm in between
The place that I'm from and the place that I'm in
A city I never been
I found a friend or should I say a foe
Said there's just a few things you should know
We don't want you to see we come and we go
Here today, gone tomorrow

We're only taking turns
Holding this world
It's how it's always been
When you're older you will understand

If I say who I know it just goes to show
You need me less than I need you
But take it from me we don't give sympathy
You can trust me trust nobody
But I said you and me we don't have honesty
The things we don't want to speak
I'll try to get out but I never will
This traffic is perfectly still

We're only taking turns
Holding this world
It's how it's always been
When you're older you will understand

And then again maybe you don't
And then again maybe you won't

When you're older you might understand
When you're older you might understand

Trust Me, by The Fray. Well, if Matt was looking to make Mello feel guilty when he got home then he definitely succeeded.

Matt was playing video games and singing to the music. Something Mello knew the redhead only did when completely and totally scared about something.

This was going to be harder than Mello thought.