KNOCK KNOCK!

"The door is unlocked, Mello." Nate said while crouching on the floor, building a tower of matches. He expected Mello to burst the door open like always, but strangely, he just heard a creak. Nate turned his head and saw an unusually-uncheerful-blonde. Despite his curiosity, Nate remained indifferent. He stood up, took out a chocolate bar from a near cabinet and handed it to Mello. He had stored chocolates to calm Mello down whenever the blonde snapped, which he usually did. But Nate doubted that even Willy Wonka could satisfy the chocoholic.

"Thanks." He took the bar and tore the silver wrapper, but didn't eat the treat, yet. Yes, something was definitely off, Nate was sure.

"You're upset." A statement.

"Am I? It's just...I...AGH! THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE WITH HIS OH SO FUCKING BIG HEAD AND HIS FUCKING IDENTITY!" Mello took out a newspaper from nowhere and threw it away, munching his Hershey furiously. Nate slowly picked it up and read it. After that, he remained silent, gazing at Mello with his unreadable eyes. The blonde kept ranting, and Nate just standing there, listening.

"It's been two months, Nate. TWO MONTHS! And I still don't know who he is. I can't just let him take my spot so easily. I've been working too hard, for God's sake! He just, BOOM, appeared and 'Hey, your victory is mine now.'. I mean, the HELL!" Mello paid no attention to Nate, who was staring at him with somewhat uneasy eyes.

"Mello, please cal-"

"Beside, why does he have to keep his fucking identity in secret? What, he's too good, too high and almighty for everyone? Does he think that no one deserves to see his ugly face?" Said the blonde.

"Mello, please calm down. He's not the only detective who prefers hiding his face, you know. Plus, personal informations are very important. Criminals can use those informations to threaten them. Not everyone is strong enough to protect themselves. You can't trust anyone." Nate said softly.

"What, you mean that he's too coward? Yeah, makes sense, what a detective he is." The older male sneered.

"Everyone has a reason, Mello. Beside, you save people's life and that's is the point. Why is being first so important to you?" The albino questioned, monotonous.

"You don't understand, Nate. I promised hi-" Mello suddenly cut himself off, his azure eyes staring at nowhere. It's like his body was here, but his soul was lost in some memories.

"Mello?"

"Never mind. Just forget it." The blonde sighed. "Wanna watch 'Predestination'?".

"Sure." Despite his curiosity, Nate didn't questioned Mello anymore, decided that it was for the best. After all, he couldn't spend all his money on Hershey.

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Mello was walking home. He'd just left the supermarket after buying a bunch of Hersheys (easy to guess) and M&Ms. And then, he spot a young male, maybe around his own age, standing in front of Nate's apartment, banging loudly on the closed door. What a weirdo, Mello thought: he had red hair (literally), a black and white stripe T-shirt, a furry coat, and orange GOGGLES. GOGGLES!

"OY! ARE YOU HOME? HELLO?" The redhead shouted. "Damn, I forgot my phone..." He murmured.

"Hey, who are you?" Mello had approached the weird guy.

"Oh hey, I'm Matt. Do you know Near, the one who lives here? You know, curly white hair, white pyjamas, pale skin, grey eyes,..." His body smelled like cigarette.

"Ah, you mean Nate- Wait, what?" Mello froze, but Matt seemed to be uncaring.

"Near, Nate, all the same. I'm his friend, well, acquaintance to be exact. I'm good at technology, so he had me hack into the police's computer for information about some cases. Being a detective, it's kinda busy, you know." Matt chuckled. "Anyway, I'm here to bring him his new case, but looks like today isn't my lucky day. So, send him this for me, kay? Kay. Bye!" After handing Mello the thick brown envelope, Matt took out a PSP from nowhere and left. The blonde still standing there, too shocked to react or say anything.

A/N: what do you think? Review please, don't ignore me like that :)))