Title: Ctrl Z

Summary: Matt was always quiet and conservative. But that ideal is subject to change once Mello reads Matt's uncensored thoughts are on the laptop he left behind.

Disclaimer: I don't own DN or anything referenced.

Author's Note: Mello's response to Matt's Journal Entries thus far. Short and semi-pointless.


Mello twitched irritably at Matt's words as his eyes met and abandoned them in favor of continuing his literary prowess. Never had he pegged Matt to be so expressive, let alone foul-mouthed. Even when they were orphaned roommates, the gamer was always so polite and quick to adopt a smile; he was always a quiet little redhead with nothing to do but play his games and follow the blonde virtually everywhere.

Oddly, Mello didn't have much to day about being called a royal bitch, because honestly, he knew he could have been called so much worse than that –though, he furrowed his brows, pursed his lips and wrinkled his nose at being called a princess.

Though, as strange and discomforting as it all was, nothing compared to the fact that the redhead had contact with B, famed murderer from the LABB murder cases. The mere fact was phenomenal, but more so, it was alarming.

Why would B personally contact Matt? Or had it been the other way around? –Mello couldn't decide which option was more worrisome.

His hands clenched into fists as he contemplated the best method of retrieving the redhead. Unfortunately, technology would be his best means of finding Matt whether he ran off or was abducted, but that would prove difficult since the blonde, at best, was naught but a Script Kiddie. This ordeal was not in his field of expertise.

Still, he stole himself from the Journals and decided to look for any other clues that might have been left; he clicked on a suspicious looking icon, only for an image of Matt to appear as text scrawled across the screen, displaying a 1337 message: B4D M3LL0. F1NI5H TEH J0|_|RN4L5 R19H7 N0WXORZ. (Bad Mello. Finish the Journals Right Now.)

Seconds later, the image shredded itself and the document opened once more, insistently reminding the blonde where he'd left off.


/Poor Mello; he's getting very little attention. Oh wellz. Matt's thoughts are important at the moment. Review./