I may or may not have forgotten to post this yesterday. Whoops.


Mello couldn't have surprised me more if he'd parked in front of a police station and promptly handcuffed me.

"You must be mistaken," I stated, trotting to keep up with him.

"I'm not. I told you, I've had plenty of remarkable teachers."

"I don't think L can be labeled as a- actually, I don't think L can be labeled."

"Yes, organization seems to repel his very existence."

"Well- I mean- L? How?"

He looked distinctly annoyed and muttered, "You can ask him why. I don't have a damn clue why he took me in."

"We're going to meet him?"

"Yes, dumbass." He swung open the door and took a left turn.

"For help? You're recruiting L?"

"Goddammit, did I not just say that?!"

"Uh... not that I object to this, I'm actually thrilled, but why would he give a crap about me?"

"Because I do, and I'm one of maybe three people he's spoken to in person. You get to be lucky fourth."

I admired a very efficient scanner that Mello pressed his hand against. It chimed happily and allowed us safe passage.

So I thought.