He wasn't.

Matt walked in his room, finding himself face to face with still angry Mello, sitting on his chair, looking as if he was waiting for redhead to arrive.

"Matt." He hissed.

"Mello." Matt gulped. "You…you're still awake."

"I was curious to see will you crawl back here or sleep over at your girlfriend's room again." Mello narrowed his eyes. "Although you probably wouldn't get much sleep there."

Matt sighed. He wasn't sure how to feel about everyone believing him and Alexx were doing it. "I- fuck, Mello, what is your problem?"

Mello blinked in surprise. "What do you mean, what's my problem?"

"What is it about me and Alexx that infuriates you that much?" Matt pushed his hands into his pockets. "I'm sorry I haven't told you I was spending time with her, but after you overreacting the first time you found out, it didn't seem like a good idea."

Mello turned to face his desk, ignoring his friend's statement. "Fine. You can sleep here. Just…stay out of my way."

"Mello-"

"Shut up." Mello spun around, shooting him a raging look. Matt sighed, crawling under his covers.

"Fine." He murmured. He was going to deal with this in the morning- Mello should be able to have a sane conversation by then. With another sigh, he pulled his goggles off and closed his eyes. It was a long day.

However, when the horribly annoying alarm clock woke him up the next morning, the room was empty. He had just enough time to throw some clean clothes on before rushing to the classroom. It seemed like Mello was still angry with him. He sighed, grabbing one of his games and shoving it in his pocket. This was going to be harder than it seemed.

I felt sick from the moment I woke up- I had a good idea why- so I decided to skip breakfast and head straight for science. I pulled on a clean shirt and my jeans, combed my hair (I paid more attention to it now I knew Matt noticed it) and brushed my teeth, the horrible nausea not going away.

I wasn't sure why was I so nervous. Maybe because there was a good chance Mello'll walk up to me and kill me in front of everyone, or because the rumor of why Matt and I were called to Roger's office was probably already out. Most of the Wammy's didn't believe in the stories that were spreading around, but there was quite a few people that did- and Ali was one of them. I sighed, grabbing my books and heading down. The halls were empty- everyone was having breakfast, like normal people- and by the time I've reached the classroom, I felt almost good. But then I walked in, and sight of only two faces inside made my nausea come back, stronger than before.

Near and Mello. What a lovely beginning of the day.

Near didn't look up when I walked in- I didn't expect him too- but Mello did, and his facial expression made it clear he and Matt didn't talk it out. Looking down, I took my seat and tried to avoid his gaze.

Finally, it became too much to handle. I spun my head to face him, meeting his gaze. He looked away immediately. This would be ridiculous, if I wasn't part of it.

"Okay, this is it." I got up and headed over to him. He looked up, stunned by my boldness.

"What do you want?" He quickly pulled himself together.

"I want to know what was it that I did that made you so pissed." I crossed my arms against my chest. "I gave it a lot of thought, you see, and I can't think of an answer."

He looked away, pulling a chocolate bar out of his pocket.

"You're not going to answer me?" I rolled my eyes. "Fine then. I can wait."

I slid down on the chair besides him, and he looked at me, his eyes wide in shock. I looked back, rising an eyebrow.

"I'm not going anywhere." I warned.

He sighed, shifting his gaze in front of him, avoiding an eye contact.

"You are so childish." I sighed. "Okay, I'll try to guess. Are you and Matt involved?"

He looked at me in surprise. "Of course not."

"I'm just trying to understand what do you have against him hanging out with me." I rose my hands in defensive mode. "Have you fallen for him?"

He rolled his eyes and looked away.

"I'm guessing that's a 'no'." I bit my lip. "Hm. Had he made a pact he'll never talk to anyone but you?"

"No." Mello murmured. I smiled. I got him to talk to me.

"Why are you so possessive, then?" I asked. "Am I the problem?"

By now, I've got even Near's attention- he stopped playing with his robot and was listening to our conversation.

"Wow, that was fast." Mello rolled his eyes. "And you're supposed to be number one."

"I am not on the list yet." I reminded him. "And I know that you don't like me. I just can't believe you'd bitch your best friend out like this just because he kissed a girl that's smarter than you."

He looked at me. "You are smarter than me now?"

"I think we've already stated that." I held his gaze. "Answer me."

"I think I've missed a question."

"Why do you hate me?"

He looked at me, and then quickly shifted his gaze.

"I don't hate you." He murmured.

"You're afraid." I whispered. It wasn't a question, but he nodded.

"Because Matt likes me." Pieces of puzzle started coming together. "And you think…oh fuck, you're such an idiot."

He looked at me in surprise.

"Matt doesn't like me more than you." I laughed. "He got up from the bench in less than a second and left me to run after you. What does that tell us?"

Mello looked down, blush coming to his cheeks. "That he's really fast?"

I laughed again and did something that caught both of us off guard- hugged him.

"You are his best friend." I said. "He's not going to abandon you for me."

"You think?" Mello asked. I was surprised by the amount of vulnerability in his voice.

"Yeah." I patted his back and pulled away. "But I think it would be a good idea to apologize to him."

He sat back in his chair and bit his lip. "Yeah. I should."

"Okay. So we got that covered?" I got up, and he nodded. "Great. Oh, and one more thing-"

He looked up at me, curiosity in his eyes.

"I don't want to be the next L." I said, shrugging. "You're not fighting me. Neither are you, Near."

I caught a glimpse of Near stopping his hair twirling thing for a brief second, obviously caught off guard. I chuckled.

"I'll tell Roger that today. You don't need to worry about me stealing your place." I turned to walk to my seat. "Good luck to both of you, by the way."
Mello's gaze didn't leave me for next five minutes, and then he focused on something else. I sighed, smiling to myself. I've done something right. I've prevented a war. It felt really, really good.

And nausea was gone, too.

Opening a blank page of my notebook, I almost unconsciously made a sketch of Mello's face. By the time other student's arrived, I was done, and I stared down at the drawing, wondering what should I do with it. It wasn't like I could give it to Mello- I was pretty sure he still felt a bit of resentment towards me- and I wasn't sure what would Matt do with it. I smiled again. Mello was going to apologize to Matt because of me.

The feeling was brilliant.

*author's note* Here, I've been good, wasn't I? I've uploaded seven chapters today *party hard* Anyways, my winter break is over this monday, so I won't be able to publish as much as I'd like, but I promise to do my best. Many thanks to my kind reviewers, I love you all to death. :)