"Matt! Hurry up! We're gonna be late for soccer!" Mello yelled out to the red head.
"I'm coming!" Matt yelled from his room upstairs.
Light came into the house. "You ready yet?"
"I am but Matt's taking forever!" Mello replied.
"Matt!" Light called out.
"I'm here! I'm here!" Matt said, running down the stairs.
"God, you take forever!" Mello said.
"Sorry, I couldn't find my cleats." Matt apologized.
"It's fine, but if we don't leave now, we'll be late for the game," Light said, glancing at his watch.
"Let's go!" Mello exclaimed.
Fifteen minutes later, the three of them made it to the soccer game.
"Ok, I'll be watching," Light said. "Good luck."
Matt and Mello nodded and ran into the field.
"Oh crap! I forgot my rosary in the car!" Mello suddenly yelled out. He looked at his coach, Matsuda. "Don't start the game yet!" And he ran off to find Light sitting in the bleachers.
Said brunette was having his own problems. Mainly one. And it had a name.
Mikami.
"Hi Light, can I sit here?" Mikami asked,
No! Get away from me you crazy creepy stalker! "Um…sure…" Light replied.
Mikami sat down next to him.
Damn it! Of all the seats there are, he had to pick this one! Light inwardly groaned.
The game hadn't even started yet and he already wanted to leave. The only reason he stayed was for Matt and Mello. Speaking of which, Light could only see the red head in the field. Where was Mello?
"Hey Light," Mikami began. "I was wondering if you were free this weekend…"
"Sorry Mikami, I already have plans for this weekend." Light replied. Yeah, like staying the hell away from you!
"Well, how about next weekend?" Mikami asked,
"I—"
"Light!! I forgot my rosary in the c—who the hell are you?!" Mello demanded, looking at Mikami.
"Hi there, I'm Mikami."
Mello's eyes widened. "You're the mother fucker that keeps flirting with my dad! I'll kill you!"
"Mello, I don't think you should—" But Light was too late to stop the blonde.
Mello tackled Mikami down and off the bleachers. He punched him in the face and stood up. Mello brought his right leg up.
"Eat dirt, shit face!" Mello brought his foot which happened to be wearing his soccer cleats, down on Mikami's face. He repeated that until he was sure Mikami couldn't take anymore. Mikami was dead shortly after. Even after Mello knew this, he brought his foot down on Mikami's crotch.
Light winced when he saw that. "Ok, Mello, I'm pretty sure he's dead."
"Tch. Nobody flirts with my dad except my other dad!" Mello said.
The other team, stared wide eyed at Mello. They forfeited shortly after. Apparently, they didn't want to die.
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"So, how was the game?" L asked, once he and Near came home. The only reason they weren't at the game was because Near had a doctor's appointment.
"We won," Matt said.
"That's good," L said. "Congratulations."
"We won by default." Matt corrected.
"Why? What happened?" L asked.
Mello came running down the stairs. Light came walking.
"Light, what happened at the game?" L looked at his partner.
Light looked at Mello. Near stared at the blonde.
"He killed someone." Near spoke.
"Shut up you little butt munch!" Mello said.
"Who?" L wanted to know.
Light sighed. "Mikami."
"Oh. You mean that guy that was flirting with you all the time?"
Light nodded.
"Well in that case, good job Mello." L said.
Light shook his head. "You two…
Monkey: Thank you for all of you who reviewed/alerted/favorited this story! ^o^ You make me so happy! And I think it's funny that a lot of you must really hate Mikami, lol. I actually thought I was going to get flamed or something for this ^^"
