Title: The Concept of Normality
Author: Yoko, MyCookiesNotYours
Pairings: But it would ruin the ending!
Genre: Humor/Mystery.
Rating: M for safety purposes.
Spoilers: A few.
Word Count: I am a little OCD... 1120.
Disclaimer:I don't own Death Note, it pathetically owns me.

"Well..." Kayla looked around, hoping to deter his attention. "Can I please come back to your house first?" I shuffled around on my feet uncomfortably. Mello stared directly at her, causing her to blush. He threw his helmet at her, and walked to his bike.

"Yeah, whatever. But kid, you have no idea what you're getting into." I huffed indignantly, and buckled the helmet on, while Mello stood impatiently by his bike. "I am not a kid, I am sixteen years old, and should be treated as such." Mello hopped on, gesturing her to do the same. He quickly warmed his bike up, and sped off down the main street, earning a few honks.

"You're going pretty fast for rush hour, you should really slow down." Mello rolled his eyes, then ventured into an alley. "Don't get so scared, I was only going two miles above the speed limit, and rush hour doesn't even start for another hour." Mello climbed off the motorcycle, and scaled a ladder in the far back corner of the alley. She immediately followed, unsure of where he was going. He maneuvered through a window, and reached down to pull her up, nearly scaring her to death.

"Oh come on, how was I supposed to know you'd freak out if I offered my hand?" Mello took out a key and unlocked his apartment door. "You're supposed to be a genius, that's how."

'How was I supposed to know?' How was he notsupposed to know? He was a genius, no a freaking prodigy, yet he can't tell when someone's scared?

"Mello we're out of mi-- Who's that?" Matt looked up from his gameboy, shocking her.

"I love you! And I normally don't do this but... I can't help it!" Kayla threw herself at him, effectively glomping him. Mello watched completely enthralled as Kayla squeezed him until he nearly turned blue. "Can't you see I'm playing a game?" Kayla blushed a bright crimson, and hurriedly backed off of him.

Mello was amused with how fast her emotions changed. That's saying something, considering he doesn't normally care about any other person, with an exception of Matt.

"I'm... I'm Kayla by the way..." She sat timidly on the couch, tugging at the hem of skirt when she did so. Mello laughed. Her eyebrows creased and she glared at him.

"What's so funny?" She continued to tug at the hem of skirt, willing it to go closer down to her ankles.

"If you didn't want your skirt riding up, why the hell did you wear it so short?" Kayla blushed profusely, and turned away, making Mello laugh even harder.

"It's not like I had a choice." Matt stealthily watched as Kayla and Mello had a mini conversation.

"So who's choice was it, if it wasn't your's?" Mello continued to laugh at her poor choice of wording. "Never mind..." Mello walked to the fridge, and pulled out a box of pizza, which he greedily shoved in his mouth. "No, you tell me."

"Fine, Near refused to provide me with any more clothing than what I was wearing at the time we met, and would not allow me to go home and get more."

Mello started laughing, and Kayla immediately regretted telling him the truth. "See Matt, it wasn't just my imagination, Near really is a jerk!" Matt prepared himself for the next few moments, which would consist of; Mello bragging, teasing him, laughing in his face, and telling him he needs to stop epic-failing.

"I knew I was right all along, but of course it's pretty easy to be right when the other person is at a lower level of intelligence. So... HAHAHAHA! Dude, seriously, one epic failure was enough, I felt sorry for you then, but this is getting ridiculous!" Mello continued on his tormenting, while Matt tried his best to ignore him.

"Hey! Stop it! I thought you were more mature than Near! But this is one thing I'll admit to being wrong about!" Kayla plopped down onto the couch, swinging her legs over the side. Matt grabbed her arm and pulled her up, so he could sit down. "Excuse me."

"I could've sat on you instead." Kayla laughed, then sat up correctly.

"Why didn't you? I wouldn't mind you sitting on m-- Ahem... I mean, it wouldn't agitate me if you did so..." Kayla flushed, and the other two stared.

"What was that? Were you just hitting on Matt?" Kayla indignantly huffed. No of course not! Matt was... Lazy, and seemed to not eat much, and... He was lazy? Oh yeah! He would totally look better with red head hair! Not the typical red hair, which was actually orange, but like crimson red hair! Wait, no! Maybe to other people, but most definitely not to her!

" 'Hitting on'? Are you crazy!? I was most definitely not! I just worded it weirdly..."

"Uh-huh, sure." Mello rolled his eyes, for the umpteenth time.

"Listen, it was fun meeting you two, but Near is going to have my head if I don't return before sunset, leaving me decapitated, and... dead... Which isn't exactly possible... But whatever. Bye." Kayla dove out the window, effectively making them yell.

"Kayla!? Damnit, Matt, the police will think we did this too..." They looked down, only to find a empty alley, and Kayla screaming back at them from the end.

"Sorry! I just needed to take a short cut!" Kayla she flashed a smile at them, turned around, and sprinted off towards the office.

" 'SHORT CUT'!? THAT WAS A FUCKING SWAN DIVE OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW STRAIGHT ONTO THE FUCKING PAVEMENT!" Mello screamed.

"At least we won't have to clean the mess up..." Mello thonked the side of Matt's head, suggesting Matt's idiocy.

"Bye, STUPID FUCK!" Mello screamed. "STOP SWEARING YOU FUCKTARD! IT'S THE MOST DISGUSTING THING BESIDES MASTURBATION THAT YOU CAN DO!"

"NO, I COULD'VE RAPED YOU!"

"DIPSHIT, LIKE THAT WAS EVEN AN OPTION!"

" WHO SAID I WANTED TO?!"

"YOU IMPLIED IT." Mello was got. Matt laughed at his best friend's state of shock, after realising he totally just got pwned by a girl half his size.

"She pwned your ass."

"Well, I pwned yours, ergo, she pwned yours too, moron."