A/N: Okay, so i have to make this really quick, as my Aunt is over for my birthday. Hi Aunt Linda! (she's reading this over my shoulder - she says she likes the story) Now, Aunt Linda and I both think that this one is good, but there have been times when i thought one was horrible and all the reviewers liked it, so you never know.

Matt's my unknowing guardian angel.

Without even trying, he has saved me countless times, swooped down and pulled me out of my pit of despair.

Take when I left Wammy's, for instance. I didn't get into the mafia right away. Things just don't happen like that. I was sleeping on the streets, eating normal food when I couldn't steal chocolate. It was taking forever to just get to the starting point. And I knew that somewhere, Near was already in the race, and was getting closer to Kira, and that I couldn't do a damn thing about it.

Sometimes, I just wanted to take my stolen gun and shoot myself. What reason was there to live, anyway? If I wasn't going to catch Kira, first or ever, then I had nothing. I'd rather be dead than have to live on as second.

But every time I started having those thoughts, Matt's glorified image would come into my head, and my finger would fall from the trigger, and I'd set the gun down gently. Because as long as Matt was in the world, even if he wasn't next to me, like I wanted him to be, things made sense, or at least, had meaning.

This happened more times than I'd like to admit.

He didn't even have to be with me to save me. That just backed up my theory that he was my guardian angel, sent from heaven above and completely unaware.

I am not exaggerating when I say that Matt is the sole reason that I am still alive today.

And I know he'd die to save my life. Just like that. No second thoughts, nothing. He'd do it. So many people say they'd give their lives to save someone close to them, but none of those people would. It's the people who don't say it, who don't need to say it, that really would.

Which is why I feel like such a jackass whenever I call on him. Whenever I ask for his help, to do something where he could possibly be hurt, I feel as if I am personally offending God, treating one of his angels that way.

But Matt never complains. Because he's doesn't know he's my guardian angel. He probably wouldn't want to help me if he did, if that makes sense.

Which is why I can't ever let him know.

Oh, and it's fine that didn't get any reviews on the last chapter. I didn't expect to, as it was just the first chapter, reposted. But i do want a review on this chapter, cos it's a new one!