Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note so please don't sue. ^ ^

Warning: some swearing, a sexy Mello and…………bondage? It's not what you think. Or is it? haha

Groggy and half asleep, Matt sat on the couch with his over night bag fully disappointed. He had wanted to stay longer at L's house. He missed Mello, but being third inline, he rarely got the attention that Mello and Near received from L and Watari. Also, he wanted to play some more with Kira.

He watched as L and Watari continued with packing L's computer and all of it's accessories into a traveling case, until he saw Kira coming down the stairs, looking just as sleepy, and carrying a small traveling bag. Matt figured all that was inside were some clean boxers, his tennis ball, and the bag of M&M's that lately L seemed to be using as "treats".

Matt called to L curious.

"Yes Matt?"

"Is he going too?"

L looked up, and smiled seeing his pet coming down the stairs. The boy was exactly on time, following L's orders perfectly. 'Good boy', he mouth to the nearly naked murderer.

Kira took a seat on the floor next to Matt's feet, who blinked confused. "L, I asked if Kira was going with us?"

"Yes, Matt. Kira is going with us."

Watari grunted, obviously displeased with the decision as he shoved the black keyboard into a box with files before leaving the room.

"To the world's knowledge," L denoted while ignoring Watari, "Kira was executed. He won't be given permission to roam around. He also won't be recognized, as I'm sure you've noticed, he is not quite as pretty as he once was."

Matt bit his lip hearing the intended insult toward the 'pet'. His eyes drifted down to look at Kira, and he noticed, Kira did look very different than the photo that had appeared on national television. Kira's bright eyes were practically a dull, faded shade of amber, his hair had grown the length of his shoulders in a shaggy, unkempt style. His skin wasn't as dark but now almost as pale as L's, and his body was very thin. He looked, well, horrible compared to what he should look like.

Oh he was still attractive Matt noted, just not as beautiful as the photo that was blasted on every channel when he was caught.

"Aright. You know best. You are L after all." Matt mocked.

"That, I am."

Interupted by a loud rattling noise, all three looked up to see Watari entering the room again carrying multiple heavy chains in his arms. L smiled. "Thank you Watari. Drop it all onto the table please."

Kira shivered as the chains were dropped onto the table in front of him. Past experiences from prison told him fully well what was instore for him.

Matt's mouth dropped open. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, Matt. I can't allow him to have complete freedom on my plane. Besides, I made a deal with Watari. The chains are one hundred percent his idea."

Watari confessed, "He is Kira. I want him tightly secured when there are children around" before leaving again to return quickly with a white box.

Simple, Matt thought to himself, but true. He now understood, and though he hated the thought of chains, it did bring comfort to know Kira was bound with restraints.

"Up." L demanded of his pet. Kira stood with wobbly knees and he watched with Matt as L opened the box which had 'Brioni' written in pretty letters, and pulled out a long sleeved, cream colored, cotton t-shirt. Matt recognized the name as an expensive fashion name for men.

L held the shirt up to Kira and frowned dissapointed. "I am afraid it will be a little large on you, but it will have to do."

Kira reached a trembling hand out to touch the shirt as if it weren't real. His mind couldn't remember the last outfit he wore.

L said, "Put it on."

Kira took it gratefully, and brought it up over his head, putting his arms through the holes and down the sleeves that just barely reached his finger tips, then allowed it to drop over his chest. Feeling warm inside the shirt, he wrapped his arms around himself for extra comfort.

L then shocked them all a second time, when he pulled a pair of nice brown slacks out of the box. He handed them to Kira who blinked slightly in confusion, before stepping his legs into them. The pants were a little large as well, hanging off his hips and almost reaching his toes, but it was clothing. He looked with hopeful eyes to his master as if for approval, but L only shrugged.

"It'll do." L said, sounding bored. He was use to getting an eye full of Kira and was kind of liking it, but now the clothes were covering everything. He knew Watari did it on purpose.

As for Matt, he was practically drooling. Kira was looking somewhat like Near in the baggy clothes, except unlike Near, Kira's clothes weren't pajamas and they made him look….adorable? Could you call a mass murderer adorable?

Matt gave Kira the smile of approval he was searching for, and pated the top of his head, running his fingers through the soft auburn hair.

L didn't allow it for long. He smacked Matt's hand away and lifted a pair of handcuffs from the pile of chains. "Kira hold out your hands."

The pet obeyed instantly, not caring about Matt who pulled out his PSP in anger at his predecessor.

L placed the cuffs onto Kira's thin wrists. Then with a loud rattle he lifted up a second pair of handcuffs that were connected to a pair of shackles by a thick medal chain. L snapped them on to Kira's wrists as well as shackling the boy's feet together.

Kira was now effectively incapacitated, but L wasn't finished. He removed his pet's collar replacing it with a balky, medal collar around his neck that snapped in front. As it snapped closed, a tiny red dot appeared flashing.

"A tracking device." L explained to Matt who's attention was back onto Kira. His man was dieing in battle, but Matt didn't care. He watched intently as L then tied a blind fold around Kira's eyes.

Even from his side of the couch, Matt could feel Kira's body trembling. He was terrified. But L still wasn't done. He wanted to make sure he pleased Watari, and so he placed a thin, black cloth bag over Kira's head.

Matt shivered looking at the image before him. He looked up at L and asked, "Can he breath under that?"

"Kira has plenty of oxygen." L bent over and kissed the top of his pet's head, then pulled his own bag of m&m's from his back pocket. He dumped a few into his hand until a little red one fell out, then placed it between Kira's lips, enjoying it as he watched his pet's lips move as chewed.

"Yeah, but can he breath it in?" Matt protested. "Dude you might as well have gagged him. What if something happens? What if he needs to run or something?"

"No, he is fine."

"But, how can he, you know... bounce his ball chained like that?"

"His ball? He won't be needing his ball on the flight. From here to Wammy's is only seven hours."

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Two and a half hours into the plane ride, L sat in his crouched position dropping sugar cubes into his tea cup from the trey beside him. Matt sat starring at Kira, who was sitting next to L slumped in his seat, laying his head against L's shoulder, and was still as a statue.

The only sound around them was the dropping of the sugar cubes into the tea, making a plup, plup, type of splashing noise. It was eerie. Like a horror flick.

Finally, Matt couldn't take it anymore. From his seat across from L, he reached over, and ripped the cloth bag from Kira's head ruffling his hair. "There!" He explained and threw himself back against his seat. "I need to know he's breathing under that."

L glared at Matt, but said nothing, then dropped his glare back to making his tea just so, and trying his hardest to ignore the ridiculous shinigami named Ryuk floating just above him.

"Come one!" It urged. "You told that kid all about me. So why won't you talk to me? Give me one of those." L continued to ignore his protests. L didn't share. Especially with something so obnoxious and imprudent. "Hey, can't you hear me? I just wanna try one!"

Kira lifted his head, waking from Ryuk's outbursts, and attempted to stretch against the heavy chains.

Matt tapped Kira's barefoot gently with his shoe. "Can you hear me?"

Kira nodded.

"Good. Want to play a game?"

Kira nodded a second time.

"Well, you're gonna have to talk dude, if you want to play."

Kira licked his dry lip, then gently asked what game. Matt was glad the chains weren't affecting him very much. "It's called the ABC game. We pick a category, then go back and forth by alphabet. For example if the topic was games for the Nintendo Wii, I could start by saying Arcade Shooting Gallery. Then you'd say a game that started with a B, like Bakugan or Ben 10."

"I don't know any video games." Kira confessed softly.

Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing. "That's kind of really weird. You don't, or I mean, didn't, play video games before?"

L interrupted the conversation answering for his pet, "Kira's IQ is 189. He spent his life studying and trying to become "God". You will have to pick a more suitable topic Matt. Video games are beneath his intelligence."

Somehow, Matt knew he was being insulted. He decided to let it slide like all of the rest. "Oh… well, I know, Kira you pick a topic."

Kira thought a moment, then said, "Elements? According to symbol."

Matt went blank. Elements? According to symbol? That sounded familiar but, he wasn't sure.

L recognized the look on Matt's young face. Amused, he decided to see how the game played out.

Matt shrugged, "Uuuh, you can go first." He figured he'd remember if he heard one.

Kira started the game with , "Actinium."

Matt groaned slightly. He still had no fucking clue! What the hell was Actinium? He tried to pretend he was thinking hard. "B…B…B… uhm, Brrrrr"

Since Kira's eyes were hidden beneath the blind fold, Matt mouthed a desperate "help me" to L, who mouthed back "moron".

Matt rolled his eyes and flipped the older male the bird. Whatever. He didn't need L for this.

L rolled his eyes. This was why Matt was third. He stated out loud, "Boron", causing Matt to blush with embarrassment.

Kira continued the game on to the letter C. "Carbon."

Matt looked to L for more help. L used sign language to spell out, D-U-B-N-I-U-M.

Matt pronounced it the best he could and Kira laughed. "It's pronounced with a short vowel, and…....that's cheating."

L smirked as Matt blushed. "He cheated no more than you did, Kira. There is no element symbol for J, Q or W. However, with the order of Kira going first, Matt you would have gotten the letter J and would not have been able to answer first, thus, losing your little ABC game. Kira knew he was going to win when you stated the rules Matt."

Confused, Matt counted the letters out in his head going back and forth between him and Kira. It was true. Kira would end up with the letters Q and W, but Matt would get J, and the letter J came first in the alphabet.

Kira cheated in two different ways. Matt had been had. "Well, I guess I shouldn't have expected less from Kira."

"Im sorry." Kira said with a bow of his head as if he actually felt guilty for a silly ABC game.

"Oh it's alright. I'm only joking. I never win that dumb game anyway. Very impressive though."

L suggested rudely, "Why don't you two pick a topic you both can contribute to? Like vegetables, or fruits."

Kira started the game over saying, "Apple."

Matt shrugged. "Bannana."

Ryuk's ears had already picked up on it. "Apple? He said Apple. I know he did."

L groaned inwardly shutting his eyes. The next three hours were going to be the longest three hours of his life.

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Mello was not a servant. He wasn't a servant and he was not a damn interior decorator. He wasn't a furniture mover or a babysitter either. He was 15 for crying out loud and just wanted some time to get ready. He wanted to look nice for Matt's return.

What made L so special that whenever he came back to Wammy's everyone was in an uproar? As far as Mello was concerned, L was the man he respected and wanted to be, but Mello was not his gopher. Yet still, somehow he was stuck helping to get things ready.

For some oddball reason, L wanted the entire top floor all to himself. Mello figured the man had ate too much sugar when he made the request, but a little part of him, the part that made him a great candidate to becoming the next L, made him wonder if L was hiding something. In either case, Roger demanded Mello and Near help get everything ready for L, which meant Mello was doing all of the work. Mello wasn't surprised, that white haired little demon was never capable of anything truly physical.

Mello hated Near. And Near hated Mello. It was a fact. Not a hard fact like how 111,111,111 multiplied by 111,111,111 equaled 12,345,678,987,654,321, but a simple fact, like how the sky was blue. He couldn't share a room with Near, and they both tried to tell Roger when he announced it, yet the old bag of bones didn't want to listen. They knew he hated children, but come on. Have some mercy on them.

Mello lifted the heavy box full of his stuff and headed out of his bedroom that, until L decided to leave, would become L's bedroom. Mello walked down the hall to the elevator, taking it down to the fourth floor. Overall Wammy's had seven floors. Mello liked that. It was a good odd number.

Getting off on the fourth floor, Mello ran into Near standing outside of his door looking bored and wearing baggy white pajamas like always. "I will only ask for one rule." He said icily.

"Oh yeah? What rule is that?"

"Do not knock my card tower over. I will be very pissed if you do."

"Whatever Near. Get out of my way this box is heavy." With that he shoved the younger boy to the side going in and dropping the box down. Oh heaven above his arms felt so much better!

Near ignored Mello's soar arms. He was more interested in the card standing on it's side perfectly, right next to Mello's left shoe. If Mello moved at all the card was falling over, and if it fell, it would hit that queen standing up on it's side and they would all go down like dominos.

Near felt his eye twitching.

No, Mello moving in with him would be hell. He was not going to take this. He had to give Mello to someone else. Other wise, Wammy's would have one less student in the morning, and Near would be attending breakfast with L.

As for Mello, he wanted to get all this moving business over with. He rubbed his arms a minute, then walked out going back to the elevator. Near watched in horror as his four day card tower of the Taj Mahal fell in under two seconds.

Back on the seventh floor, Mello joined in to help a few of the kids move more of their stuff out and replacing it with several of L's computers. When Roger was satisfied, he granted Mello his freedom back and thanked him for helping the younger children.

Mello didn't bother with any "no problems" or "you welcomes", he simply took off to the boy' s bathroom locking the door and getting into the shower.

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Matt watched as L and Watari helped Kira out of his seat, and off the plane. Walking seemed to be a little difficult for him since his feet were all tied up and connected to his hands. He could only take a few inches at a time.

Matt wondered if the blind fold was ever coming off. He hoped it would. He wanted to ride with them in the same limo from the airport, but L made it perfectly clear that Matt was to ride in his own with a driver named, "Rob".

"Fine. But be careful L, he's blindfolded. He can't see and he's scared. He doesn't know where he is."

"Matt he is not your concern, but my own. He is my pet and he is fine. A little fear won't hurt him."

Yeah, easy for you to say, the gamer thought. You just use him. You don't honestly care about him.

"Matt, will you kindly get in your limo already? I didn't pay the man for you to stand there obsessing over a dumb animal."

Kira seemed unfazed by the comment, like that was honestly what he was. Matt didn't want to leave his side. It was weird, he'd always been against Kira and his belief and he'd always thought his execution was the right thing. But now, now he felt like a friend towards Kira, and his admiration for L was diminishing.

When both limo's arrived at Wammy's, Matt was told to enter through the front door like normal, while L, Watari, and Kira used a secret, hidden door that Matt never knew existed to make it to the top floor.

Matt gave Kira's arm a gentle squeeze and whispered, "I'll see you later dude. And I'll have an American city that starts with the letter E too." With that he left his new friend in the care of his master and Watari.

Opening the door, Matt went in quietly, setting his bag down on the floor near his feet. His heart stopped when he took in the image before him standing on the stairs.

Dressed in a pair of new leather pants and a snug black shirt that clung to every muscle and curve stood Mello, with the last remaining drops of water from his shower falling from his wet hair to his shoulders.

Matt gulped looking at the blonde.

"Hey Matt. Back already?"

"Y-yeah."

Matt tried to look nonchalant, but he could feel his courage and composure around Mello dissolving.

Mello asked, "Where's L?"

"L?" Mello laughed as Matt looked confused. The shirt did the trick. He knew Matt had a crush on him, as he did Matt, and he wanted to look good for the gamer when he arrived home.

"Yeah, he's a little tall, black hair, black eyes, and a white shirt. He's usually accompanied with another man, much older, white hair, mustache-"

"Right. Right. L. He and Watari are, uhm, coming through another way. You know how secretive L is. Is, uh, that a new shirt?"

"This?" Mello looked down at his stomach and shrugged. "I've had it for awhile." Awhile being two days. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it looks, nice." Mello smiled feeling warm inside as he saw Matt's glistening eyes shift into a dreamy look. He pretended to be oblivious.

"Hm. So did you actually get to help this time or were you stuck doing technical stuff again?"

"What?"

"You know like cameras and recordings and... Are you listening to me?"

"Yeah I'm listening Mello." To every single word, but did Mello really have to look that good in those pants? Matt couldn't concentrate.

"Are you hungry? I havn't have lunch yet."

"Lunch? Yeah sure. We can."

Mello laughed, shaking his head at the gamer. He moved down the stairs and grabbed Matt's arm. "Lets go see what there is."

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Kira sighed a deep breath in relief when the blind fold came off. He found him self sitting on a bed with black satin sheets. His master stood before him, pulling out the key and dropping to his knees to unlock the shackles on his feet with the connecting handcuffs.

"Does the collar hurt?" L asked apathetically, no sense of concern really in his voice as he left the second pair of handcuffs on.

"No."

"No, what?"

"No Master."

"Very good." L looked up at Kira's eyes. "I have to admit. You were very obediant today. I expected you to protest against the chains."

"I havn't the right to protest or question anything Master."

That sentence sent a volt of pleasure through L. It was nice to know Kira knew his place. Perhaps allowing him more freedom could be done, except Watari would be a problem. Gods knew L loved him, but Watari needed to remember who was L and incharge. Casually L lifted his hand and slid his fingers into Kira's long hair and massaged his scalp. The boy moaned a little and closed his eyes. L smiled and kissed his pet's lips softly and felt as Kira's warm lips turned up into a smile.

"I'm going to work. You should sleep. Now that the chains are removed im sure you will be more comfotable." L stood, leaving Kira alone on the bed as he made his way to the box that held his lap top, and unpacked it.

Laying backwards until his back came in contact with the silk sheets, his overgrown hair spreading out around him, Kira closed his eyes, and breathed deep. L really was beautiful on a few levels he thought. His hair, for one, was a dark, thick mess of raven colored strands, and his skin was smooth, warm and pale, like a real, living porcelin doll.

Kira rested his chained hands in his chest, and tried to get a little sleep. L glanced over hearing the boy's heavy sigh and bit his thumb. It was true. He had said it in a moment of only wanting to hurt him, but it seemed now, when looking him over, it was true. Kira was not quite as pretty. He appeared tired, worn out, and faded. Almost, a little lifeless. Health wise, he was far too thin. With Matt's arrival Kira was far too embaressed to enter the kitchen, and L knew why. But Kira would have some privacy with the floor to themselves now.

L sighed once more, thinking of the rights he did give Kira. The right to a healthy diet. He calmly pulled the bag of M&M's from his back pocket, and walked to Kira, laying the yellow bag on Kira's rising and falling chest as he slept. "Don't say I never gave you anything." With that he turned back to setting up his computer. For L, M&M's were healthy enough.

A/N: So Mello and Near didn't learn about Kira yet, but hey, they made their entrance! I hope it was alright. Im not particuarly fond of them, so it's hard for me to write them, especially near but i did my best. i just hope you still stick around even if they are incredibly OOC.