Okay so here's the next chapter! This one is another longer chapter. Anyway, please review and enjoy!


November of 2007

Alva stood outside the door to Roger's office. She could hear Mello yelling. From what she heard, L was dead. She wanted to cry. He was her idol, the person she looked up to. That's when she realized why Mello and Near had been called to Roger's office.

It was to determine who the next L was gonna be.

Alva wanted to cry even more. She knew that if Mello was chosen, she wouldn't be able to go with him. She also knew that if he wasn't chosen, he'd probably go away…on his own.

Then the door opened. Mello came out, slamming the door behind him. He looked angry…and even on the verge of tears. Alva reached out to him, to touch his shoulder. Mello almost slapped her hand away, but then turned to her. He grabbed her hand. "Alva…follow me…I need to talk to you," he said, starting to walk towards his room.

When they went in his room, Matt wasn't there. He must've been out with Rue. Alva stood by the door as Mello walked across the room. He got his duffel bag. Alva frowned. "Mello…what're you doing?"

"Leaving. And Alva…I want you to come with me," he said. Alva's eyes widened.

"You want me to leave here?" she asked, not quite sure if she heard him right.

He nodded. "I can't leave you here…I just can't."

"What about Matt and Rue?" she asked.

He sighed. "Can't bring them…I would bring Matt, but…I just don't think he can leave without Rue…and four people would be too much."

Alva sighed. "Ok…I'll come."

Mello walked to her and hugged her. He stroked her hair. "Thank you Alva…" he whispered. Alva sighed and pulled away. "I'll be back…I have to pack."

She left the room and ran to her own. She started packing her things. Then, she sat down on her bed. "What am I doing…?" she sighed. She looked at the pad of paper and pen on her nightstand. She picked it up, playing with the pen a little. She started writing. She barely thought about what she was writing, just what came to mind.

When she went back to Mello's dorm room, she set the note on the table near Matt's bed. She looked at Mello, who raised an eyebrow. "What's that?" he asked, nodding towards the paper.

"It's a letter…for Matt and Rue…" she said. She was sad, but at the same time, she knew Mello would need her anyway. She had skills he didn't have and vice-versa. Plus…she didn't think she could live without him.

Funny, right? They were only 14 years old and she had made the biggest attachment ever. Maybe it was some sad excuse for coping with her past. Maybe she was just clingy. But Mello seemed to be the same way. Could true love like this really exist so easily?

"Come on…" Mello said, grabbing her hand. She picked up her bag and followed him, her bangs covering her eyes. A few students saw them, but no one paid any heed to them.

Then they walked out the gates. Alva took one last look at Wammy's house and held her cross. It brought her reassurance that it would all be okay. It would be.

As they walked away from Wammy's for the last time, Alva muttered, "Farewell."


Matt walked into his room. He looked over at Mello's bed. "Damn, they're not here either!" he sighed. He sat down on his bed and that's when he saw the note. He picked it up and noticed it was Alva's hand writing.

Matt and Rue,

You probably already noticed that both Mello and I are gone. I don't really know what Mello is planning, but I know he wanted to leave so he could beat Near. He asked me to come with him…and I know I just had to. I know this all sounds crazy, but I want you both to know I still love you guys and I hope to be reunited sometime.

I, of course, left my number for you. I'll have it listed at the bottom of the note. I want to stay in touch with you guys. Matt, take care of Rue. And I am excited to see you, whether that future is near or far. Love you guys.

Alva

07298-563-178

He showed Rue immediately. "Wow…" she mumbled. "They really left…" she sighed. Matt did to. It would only be a matter of time before he wanted to leave too.