Woot, two chappies in a day! x3 well, this one's kinda short, but still :p It's a chappie, so there.
I own nothing in this chapter at all XP 'cept C and D, who are just mentioned, but I still own them, so there.
The entire day, Matt sat on his bed and played video games. To the untrained eye, he appeared to be fully engrossed in it. Really, he wasn't paying much attention to it. He was thinking hard on the case he was exploring: what big event had changed the first generation so much. He couldn't ask Mello, asking D would get her hurt, C wouldn't tell him anything because he felt it wasn't his place, and there was no way in any kind of hell that Matt would ask B about it. Matt had hit a dead end.
That night, Matt slept. Having not slept the night before had taken its toll, and unlike Mello, Matt wasn't used to staying up night after night.
The week passed. Matt had hardly noticed it, having had tons of schoolwork to distract him from the case. Being more highly ranked meant they piled on the extra work and level of difficulty. Mello had been also adding to the stress, since ever since Matt suddenly made third, Mello was freaked out that Matt would rise above him as well. So, he had to do his best to keep from saying and doing things that heightened Mello's sense of panic. He had never imagined being third to be so stressful…
Saturday arrived. Matt had been sure to finish all his work on Friday so he could have the entire weekend to loaf off. It was then that he remembered his case. Perfect, now he had an entire weekend plus a night for doing sneaky things. Surely he would find the information he was seeking!
Oh, how wrong Matt was. During the day, he surfed the internet for information about Wammy's House, L, and the successorship as the general public knew it. There was almost nothing, save for that the public thought Wammy's House was a normal orphanage with normal orphans, save for the fact that Mr. Wammy was a well-off man and Roger was a well-known child psychiatrist. All he learned about L was less than what he already knew: L solved countless cases in secret and no one knew anything about him. Well, Matt knew that L had to be an orphan to be connected to the place so much, so he knew a little more than the public. He also knew that he had successors lined up and working hard to meet his standards, even go above them. That didn't give him anything he was looking for.
At night, Matt put all his energy and what skill he had into hacking into the House server. That was next to impossible, he found, and yet he kept at it all night until he had to quickly stop what he was doing, tie off any holes he'd left so they wouldn't know he'd been dallying in there, and put something more innocent on the screen because Mello was getting up.
All-in-all, that weekend was a bust. The entire month was a bust, for three weeks later, Matt still had next to nothing and had hardly chipped at the countless security hindrances in the Wammy server. It was exhausting, delicate work, for someone could pop in on him at any time and see that he'd been trying to get in, and that could get him in colossal trouble. And yet, Matt trudged on in his search, never giving up.
At the end of the fourth weekend of work, Mello finally noticed the great changes in Matt. He noticed that he got next to no sleep on the weekends, even though he did his homework on Friday. He tried confronting Matt, but that was to no avail. So, Mello decided to pretend to be asleep one Saturday night and see what was going on with his red-headed roommate.
"Aha, I knew you were doing something suspicious!" he announced at about ten o'clock, half an hour after Matt had started doing whatever it was he was doing. Mello had wanted to be sure that Matt was too distracted by the work to be able to quickly close out of it when Mello got up. Mello was already at his shoulder, looking at the screen when he announced his discovery, so Matt was caught red-handed…and –haired…and, when Mello spoke up, -faced.
"Uh, no I'm not!" He scrambled to close out of it, but Mello quickly grabbed his arm. "WAIT, I WASN'T ABLE TO-" Suddenly, the screen turned red before quickly turning black, the entire computer shutting down completely. Matt pulled away from Mello's grip, which had relaxed a bit in his surprise, and tried to turn the computer on. It wouldn't. "FUCK!" He kept jabbing at the power button while Mello looked a bit panicked behind him, but didn't know what to do so just stood there.
"What the fuck were you doing?!"
"Trying to hack into the House server! And now I'm caught!" Matt finally gave up and put his face in his hands. "Fuck, I'm fucked…fuck fuck fuck fuck…FUCK!"
Another cliffy, who'da thunk? :D What shall be the fate of Matt and his computer?! D: YOU WON'T KNOW 'TILL NEXT CHAPTER, BUAHAHAHAHAH!