Note : I'm sorry I took so much time for an update ! And I'm also sorry I didn't reply to the reviews yet, except with some public words, I'll reply to all of you personally, I promise !
This chapter is a bit confused, I had a hard time trying to bring some clues without telling too much and staying credible (I'm not sure I could do it though ^^;;).
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Shades of gold and pink softly melted with Mello's fair locks as dawn bathed his sorrowful nightmares.
Ryuk appeared, still clueless about Matt's location after searching for him all night. Rem and him had wandered through the whole city, and Matt wasn't there for sure.
He didn't need to tell Aizen about their fruitless trip, his worried look spoke for itself.
"I'm sorry..." Ryuk whispered, his gaze caught by Aizen's.
Mello woke up to the sound of Ryuk's voice, his mind taking a few seconds to go from confused nightmares to the awful reality. He glanced at Ryuk, and followed the direction of his eyes as the shinigami's look slid from him to Aizen.
"What are you looking at ?" Mello asked, his voice husky from sleep.
Suddenly, Mello felt something brush his hand, and as he watched his own hand, he distinctly saw another one on his, a pale, thin hand. He didn't even start. He just stared at the goddess that just appeared to him.
"I am Aizen" she spoke with a soft, silken voice. Her tone was one of a mother, caring, protective, comforting, as she briefly explained to Mello who she was, and why she was here : "I'm a goddess of love, and I was sent to protect you and Matt. I don't have time to tell you everything, but I promise I'll do it later. Right now we need to find Matt, it's the only important thing. Something is playing with your lifespan and his, they keep changing, and I have to settle them before I go back to my realm."
Mello didn't even blink or seem doubtful. He had already been confronted with shinigamis, after all...
It's only when he heard and registered Matt's name in his dizzy mind that he jerked out of bed.
"Shit ! How am I supposed to find him if I waste time sleeping !" he groused, dressing hastily before rushing downstairs, followed by both kamis.

L, Light and Near were in L's office, still trying to locate Matt through their numerous contacts, and planning an exploration of Winchester's suburbs, as Ryuk had already informed them Matt was not in the city itself.
Watari brought breakfast, but none of them felt like eating. Light forced everyone to at least have some coffee and toasts, they would need it to go through what would be one more painful day.
Near raised a sad look when Mello entered the office, Mello's cries still vivid in his memory.
Rem and Ryuk were gone again with Aizen this time, each of them assigned to a part of the map L had prepared.

It hadn't been difficult for L, Light, Near and Watari to accept Aizen's presence. If shinigamis existed, other deities were supposed to exist too, after all.
No one had been really surprised then by Aizen, as she touched everyone's hand to make herself visible. She didn't fear showing herself now that she knew they already lived with other kamis, and that even the shinigamis had accepted her presence. She was used to fear shinigamis, as they usually were the cause of her presence among humans, but the latest events got the better of her own knowledge on the topic. Shinigamis were supposed to kill humans, yet these two helped them, and more, acted as friends with this family. The rings were supposed to be used by gods of love to link themselves with the ones they had to protect, and yet Mello and Matt had taken the rings over, linked one to another, excluding her from the process. Everything was swirling in a nonsense spiral, and the more she tried to understand, the less she could put some sense or truth in anything. Now all she could do was trust these people and do her best with her own abilities.
Near had began to ask her questions, everyone was curious of course, but L had cut everyone.
There would be a time to explain everything, but now, the matter was different, no one cared for reasons, but for results, Matt was the matter now, nothing else.

Mello couldn't put a foot outside, L was according too much care to his protection for him to try to find Matt physically. He was going mad between Wammy's walls, although he knew the kamis would be a lot more effective than any human in searching for any trace of his lover.
L made sure to keep Mello in his sight, he didn't trust him at all, even with guards all around the place. Mello would go through fire if he had to, he was unstoppable once he had set his mind, and L knew the apparent resignation Mello was showing was just temporary.
The day passed, punctuated by many calls in and out, investigations still fruitless. The sun was setting, Mello had contacted all his men again, but nothing, still nothing. He got lost in his sorrowful thoughts, hoping the kamis would be back soon with some good news. He was fighting against his pain, trying to focus his mind on plans and solutions instead of giving in despair. It was so difficult, when his mind constantly wandered through thoughts of Matt harmed, or worse, dead. He shook his head in an attempt of getting rid of those horrible visions.
He got out of his torpor when the phone rang and he saw L's lips forming a silent surprised "oh". From what he heard, Mello quickly figured out who was calling : Benton senior. L handed the phone to Mello : Benton had requested to talk to him directly.
Mello listened to everything Benton had to say, agreed, gave his cell phone number, and hung out. L knew at that precise moment that Mello's resignation was over, he knew that expression on Mello's face too well. He didn't bother asking him what was going on, Mello wouldn't tell anything anyway.
Much to his surprise, Mello didn't move from his chair. He seemed to just stay there and wait. After a while, L got back to his screen, glancing from time to time to a silent Mello.
When the three kamis came back, still clueless, Mello gave a call to Benton senior, and to everyone's surprise, he ordered Ryuk to lead Rem to Benton's mansion.

Benton junior cursed his father for calling him and requesting him to his mansion now.
It was about testament and money so he couldn't refuse, he knew too well that it was important for his future situation as the leader of the Mafia branch his father ruled that if everything was already settled and signed, he would have no problem with the succession. His father had insisted on the fact that his brother dead, he had to make some changes and that his situation as a Mafia mob meant he could die anytime, enemies were many, so things had to be done quickly.
H sent him a warning look. "Don't mess our plans or I'll kill you myself".
Benton shivered. H frightened him to no end, he couldn't help it, there was something creepy in him.
He checked on Matt before leaving, finding him still on the floor, hardly breathing, passed out. H, who had followed, poured the glacial water from a plastic bottle on Matt's head, laughing sadistically. He grinned as Matt coughed, his senses coming back along with an awful headache.
Matt couldn't push himself from the floor, his body didn't obey his blurry mind. He wanted to sit but he felt so weak he wondered how he was still alive. The pain was so strong that even the whimper he let out as H pushed him with the tip of his shoe hurt him. A faint, dry whimper. He didn't eat or drink anything for forty eight hours.
He vaguely remembered the chain, and how he had choked to death. What was strongly vivid in his mind was the feeling of Mello's presence, that he had felt when the chain had crushed his neck. He was too dizzy to have coherent thoughts, but he was sure Mello had held him to warm his dying body, he remembered feeling his hand on his heart, his presence in the blinding light, how he had held him tight not to let him go...
In the same position, after glancing to the stars through the hole that once was a window, Matt passed out, the throbbing pain being too much to cope with.

Benton junior parked his car in front of his father's mansion. Climbing stairs to his father's office, he internally smirked at the thought of soon being at his father's desk, ruling all those people that would respect him for once.
Once everything was attended, he left and drove back to the abandoned villa. He couldn't see her, but Rem was following...

Benton senior had been suspicious of his son's activities since the day before. His son was a coward, and the way he suddenly disappeared was not usual for him. When the fact that L was retaining some of the men he had assigned to his son came to his ears, he gathered the rest of the men under his son's influence, and some threats later, he knew everything he had to know : his son planning to kill him and take his place, his collaboration with H, Matt's abduction, and Mello escaping from being abducted too.

Everything was starting to fall apart for him. He lost a son, his other child betrayed him, some of his own men betrayed him as well... what was left ? Money ? Power ? What did these mean if he had to live with the idea that his own flesh and blood wasn't even worth the dirt under his shoes ? He stared a long minute at the portrait of his beloved wife, dead twelve years ago from a cancer. "Oh Christina, I'm sorry, I wasn't even able to teach loyalty and pride to our sons, forgive me, I have been blinded myself by power and I didn't see I was ruining my family..." he whispered, shaking his head. "I probably can't change our son, but I can change things before our gang become a nest of thugs and before I myself become as filthy as my son. I'm not proud of what I made till now, but I promise you I'll regain my pride and honor. My dear Christina..."
He picked the phone and dialled.
"Hi."
"Good evening Mello... Everything went fine, you'll have news soon." Benton stated.
"Thank you, I'll call you back later." Mello replied. He slid his cell phone back in his pocket, took his jacket, made sure his Beretta was charged and sat back. His face almost scared L, who had raised his head from his screen.
Both of them hadn't moved from the office, and the sudden move of Mello worried him, as he saw the gun. That meant things had progressed and that Mello was waiting for the final answer.
"Mello, tell me". L asked, his question being more an order than anything else actually.
"Rem will be here soon, she will lead me to where Matt is" Mello replied, his hand stroking his gun through the leather of his jacket nervously. The now familiar burn around his finger was starting again.
"Can you at least expl..." L began, cut by Mello jumping to his feet as Rem appeared.
"Hurry, please hurry, he's dying..." Rem said, ready to leave again.
"WAIT !" L suddenly exclaimed. "You're not going anywhere alone, I'm serious" he warned Mello who was already heading for the exit, grabbing him by the arm.
"FUCK YOU L ! Let me go !" Mello withdrew from L and ran outside. He already had lost so much time, and Matt was running out of that precious time. He would never forgive himself if he couldn't make it on time, let alone forgive anyone else slowing him down.

"Everything's ok, don't look at me like that" Benton said to H as he came back. "I didn't make any mistake, I swear".
H calmed down a bit, before pouring himself another coffee.
Benton walked to the other room, wondering if their prisoner was still alive. At that point, he knew that H was only waiting for another occasion to get Mello, as their initial plan had failed. Mello stuck into Wammy's wasn't helpful so they had to wait, there was nothing left to do.
But Benton had enough of hiding here, it was cold, boring and what if Mello took too long to put his nose out of Wammy's ?
"Maybe we should just get rid of this one and shoot Mello next time he's out ?" Benton suggested.
Surprisingly, H stood up and replied : "Yeah, maybe we should take care of the ones we can right now, your father included. There's too much protection around Mello and he won't be easy to get now, so let's move on".
H was growing impatient too, that was one of his biggest flaws. Failing at abducting Mello had cut into his pride, this little bastard had won the fight, but H wanted to win the war, and in his hurry to the goal, he was losing his control. Forgetting plans and calculations, he would erase all the ones he had planned to, both Bentons included. It would still be time to deal with Mello later, he would get him one day or another. And he would lead the whole Mafia after getting rid of the main mobs, and that felt wonderful to think about that. The big mob would be him...

Mello was driving at breakneck speed, Rem giving directions. It took too long, way too long, but he couldn't go faster considering the state of the muddy roads he was taking, and the fact he had all lights off.
"Hold on, Matt, please, don't leave me, I'll be here soon, wait for me..." Mello hissed through gritted teeth, his heart thundering as he got closer to Matt every second. At last, he would hold Matt in his arms again, soon it would be over, and H and Benton would pay for what they had done to his lover. He felt a sharp surge of fury cross his heart at that thought. He wanted them dead, and he would kill them himself. No one would ever hurt the person he loved the most in this fucking world and get out of it alive.
Rem advised him to stop, coming closer was dangerous. Stepping out of the car, Mello could progressively guess the form of a big house in the dark as he ran behind Rem.

"You do it" Benton said to H, standing in front of Matt's limp body on the floor.
"Fuck, you're really a sissy" H spat. "I wonder how you can imagine you will rule over natural born killers if you can't even finish a job yourself".
Raising his armed hand, H shot...

Note : Yes yes I know, I'm cruel, stopping right here... I'll try to update tomorrow so you don't have to wait too long !
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