A/N: Last chapter for the evening!

Enjoy!


(Matt P.O.V)

"Uh… hello?" Came the answer from the brunette.

"Grab him!" I commanded.

Mello and Mail, who had been hiding on the sides of the doorway soon turned around and grabbed the brunette from his home and dragged him to the car, having tied a gag around his head to keep him from screaming. It took a while to find his place but we managed to get to him in no time.

When we got him in the car, we showed our Light the wristwatch he was wearing and he nodded. "That's the one! Let's go!"

He and Mail held him back as I peeled out of the driveway in Mihael's car.

The gag came loose and Yagami started yelling. "What the hell is going on here!? Why am I being kidnapped!?"

"How many times have we explained ourselves now?" I asked Mello.

He shrugged. "More than too much."

I grumbled. "Alright, listen good Yagami! We're from another universe that parallels yours! To get home we need to take apart your watch and use it for parts!"

"And for that I was kidnapped!? Why didn't you just take my watch and run off!?"

"Because this was more fun!" I said truthfully. "Don't worry, we'll drop you off at your parents then…"

"No, don't!" He said fearfully. "Please just take me with you!"

We were all stunned by this. Why on earth did he want to travel with us? Didn't he think we were loony?!

Upon questioning, he sighed. "Look, I just… I need to get away from Amane."

"Misa Amane? Why?" Mello asked genuinely.

He groaned. "She's my wife."

I nearly swerved at this. "WIFE!" We all said in unison.

Light looked the most stunned out of any of us.

Erm… our Light… the one from our universe…

…this is going to be a bit difficult for a while.

Yagami sighed heavily. "I only married her because it made my parents happy. I've never loved her, in fact I can't stand her! If I get kidnapped right now, chances are she won't be able to find me. Especially if we flee the country."

"Why don't you just tell your parents you aren't into women?!" Our Light asked.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't even know I was into guys. But, I guess you know… right?"

Light hummed. "Well… I've only ever liked one guy. You'll meet him when we get to the estate."

"Matt, do we have everything for the remote?" Mail asked me.

"Now that I think about it, we don't. We still need one more thing but I don't know that the Near in this universe has it."

"Near?" Mello questioned. "What did you borrow from him?"

"A button from a teddy bear. It helped to connect the wires properly and add an extra flow of energy. It came from the eye of a teddy bear."

"Remember, Matt, this has to be exactly the same as before. If Near doesn't have it, you're screwed." Mail reminded me.

"I know, I know! But we have no choice. We'll have to go to New York and see if Nate River is around and if he has it."

"It's not likely, Matt." Light spoke up. "Any toy Near's ever gotten was from L and me. He might not have it."

"We have to try. We're going to New York."

The Light from this universe smiled happily. "Awesome, I've never been to New York!"

"You haven't travelled?" Our Light asked.

"None. Well… I did go to one of the islands off the coast of Japan… does that count?"

"Hardly." Mello commented.


This Light – who we called Raito to stop the confusion – seemed much more happy now that he was out of Japan as he bounced excitedly in his chair.

"I can't believe this!" He said excitedly. "I'm actually free!"

"You know they might call the cops on us, right?" Mello reminded him.

He shook his head. "Nope. Before we boarded I left a message on my house phone saying I ran off. I told Amane the truth about how the marriage wasn't for me, and left it at that. It's about time I started living my own life."

L chuckled. "You are just hungry for adventure."

"More like starving!" He reiterated. "I mean, if you had to live ten years listening to some ditsy blonde drone on and on about her day as a model, and having to hear her bitch about some male model from England, you too would lose your mind."

Mihael sunk a little in his seat at that, but a sly smile just itching on his face.

I turned to Near then. "So where is your place?"

He sighed. "Somewhere in Manhattan. I don't like having to go there though. My parents were horrid to me, and they won't be any different than now."

"So kidnapping is out of the question?" I had to ask to be sure.

He sighed yet again. "I don't know that my parents will care. Nate is probably either dead or missing right now anyways. They left me at a gas station, remember."

I nodded. "Right… but this is a different universe. Maybe something different happened."

Near just scoffed at me. "I doubt it."

This was going to be a long plane ride.


(Mail P.O.V)

I chuckled at the three 'travellers' in the corner where they sat. Them, and those two new ones, were quite the comic relief.

I sat next to Mihael then. "They all make a pretty good family, eh?"

He shrugged. He obviously didn't want to speak too much.

"Something on your mind?" I asked, coaxing a conversation out of him.

He hummed. "I just… kinda wish I had what they have. Good people, happy relationships…" he trailed off.

I grinned at him. "Yeah, but you've got all that money! Plus you're a model, and the son of an Earl…"

"What does any of that matter when I'm just a toy for others to use?" He interrupted.

I blinked. "A toy?"

He looked up at me in all seriousness. "When I was younger some noble kidnapped me and used me as a toy for his sick pleasure. Ever since those three, horrid, months ended it's all I've ever thought about myself. Mello went through the same thing, but he still kept himself for one man in his life." He looked away then. "Why couldn't I do the same?"

Wow… I'd never have been able to tell he went through so much just by looking at him. Every time I saw a noble I immediately thought they were stuck up and bratty. I longed for that kind of cash since I was little, and I still dreamed about that kind of money. But… Mihael would give it all up just to be anyone else but himself. How could he possibly think that was right?

"Don't think about it too much, Mihael." I told him. "I mean, look at me? My dad hit me, yelled at me," I held up my hand with the scar, "and even stabbed me. But that doesn't mean I'll do the same to other kids. In fact, any food I got I shared with other kids around my apartment. It's sad, but some of them died before they could reach my age. I guess I should be lucky I lived at all."

"You really don't see any negatives to that?" The blonde asked.

I shook my head. "None. And why should I? I'm alive and well, and I've got to go on the greatest adventure of my life. Plus, I've met some pretty cool people." I looked him in the eye. "I think you're one of the coolest, though."

"Me?" He seemed shocked. "Why?"

"Because you aren't like other guys. You care about people, and you don't treat your servants like they owe you their lives. When you walk it's with purpose, and you always seem to smile all the time, even when you want to hide away and forget the world. It's no wonder you're liked around the world, you're a good person."

He looked away from me, a grin on his face being highlighted by a small wave of pink on his cheeks.

That made me smile back. He didn't look half bad when he blushed.

He looked down at my hand then. "So… your dad stabbed you?"

I looked down at my scar. "Yup. The old man put a blade right through my hand. Just because I wanted some weed. Sad, isn't it?"

"Does it still hurt sometimes?" He asked from out of the blue.

I shrugged. "Nah. Only when I use it too much."

"What about right now?"

I leaned back in my seat a bit. "Well, the altitude doesn't help, but I'll be fine. It's nothing that bad."

No other words were said, but more than enough was done.

The blonde slowly took my hand into his, the touch sending shivers down my spine, and raised it to his lips. When I felt the contact on my scar it was like a thousand tiny little needles pricked my spine and sent my blonde boiling. This time, it was my turn to blush.

He looked up at me with an innocent smile. "Better?"

I could hardly speak a word to him, but I managed to force out a nod.

"B… better." I replied.

The speaker came alive and we were descending into New York City. It was late at night so we wouldn't get to see Nate River until the morning. This gave me time to speak with Matt and Mello about how to proceed further with Mihael. For all the bravado I had at sleeping with a few whores, Mihael was not a whore. He was a young man, and a beautiful one at that. I honestly didn't see any of this arising in my future, but I should have knowing Matt and Mello worked so well together. But… would Mihael want me the same way I wanted him? Even more, how did I prove that it wasn't his money that I wanted?

I suppose there was a lot Matt and Mello had to help me out with in this instance.