A/N: I lied... NOW it's the last chapter for the night!

Enjoy, review if you can, and I'll see you all at the next chapter!

(Mello P.O.V)

I was wasting a lot of energy kicking down doors to the school, but dammit if I wasn't furious about what I'd just heard.

Mat was still trying his best to calm me down.

"Mello, I'm pissed about this too, but can't we just talk to the school about this?!" He tried to reason.

But reason was far out the door at this point in time.

Not ten minutes after Melina tells me some boy was forcing himself on her, did Lucas get a text from one of his teammates saying this Cedric piece of shit spilling untrue rumours that they'd been sleeping together behind everyone's backs. Not only was Melina in hysterics and crying her eyes out at home, but Lucas was pissed, I was pissed, Matt was pissed, and just about everyone else who knew about this was pissed! So I decided to take matters into my own hands.

L had already joined me in the fight and demanded that the teachers stay out of what was about to go down, but he paid a hefty sum of cash to make even the boy's parents look away at what was about to happen. And not only that, but my father even pitched in some coin to make it so the school board, and the hospital he was possibly going to, say nothing to the police except that the boy had been beaten up by another student and was already in custody. Even if the police did get involved, L was credible enough to make them look the other way along with everyone else.

No news reports on this were going to reach ears, and no one but a few students were going to witness this. And those students could easily be paid off or scared into keeping their mouths shut.

I told Lucas to stay at home, but he wanted a piece of the bastard as well. I couldn't deny him that.

I found the little shit outside in the courtyard with the rest of the soccer team and a few cheerleaders, and that was it for all hopes of reason.

I didn't even get the first hit. Lucas beat me to it and punched the little fucker before throwing him to my feet.

"That's him." He assured. "That's Cedric."

I didn't even bother to hit him at first. I let him look up to see who I was before fear struck his face. Had Melina looked nothing like me, I doubt he'd be this scared.

One of the other soccer players tried to intervene. "Hey, you crazy fuck!"

I looked up at the kid before he instantly cowered back into his seat. When I was angry, I looked the part.

Matt gave him a warning. "Listen kid, this has nothing to do with you! Stay and watch if you want to, but I'd seriously just fuck off! I have never seen him this angry and the fuck if I know what he'll do next!"

This was beyond true.

I'd been pissed before. I'd been furious. But right now… I couldn't even begin to describe how utterly enraged I was to hear that this little shit before me had spread such a horrible rumour about my angel of a daughter! If I even began to try and understand that anger… shit, I think my head would explode!

A crowd started gathering around us as I leaned down to the kid, making sure he looked me in the eye.

My voice was low, hoarse, and on the verge of being demonic. "Why'd you do it?"

He shook slightly. "D-d-d-did what?"

I picked him up by the collar and slammed him into one of the brick walls behind me. "WHY DID YOU SAY YOU FUCKED MY DAUGHTER!" I yelled at him. "YOU'D BETTER TELL ME RIGHT NOW, OR I'LL RIP YOUR GODDAMN HEAD OFF!"

The little shit in my hand started to cry and shook his head. "I don't know…"

I slammed him against the wall again and he started to sob, his pants getting wet with urine.

Matt was more than amused. "Shit, Mello, you made the bastard piss 'imself!"

I could hear a few snickers here and there but my mind was still focused on the task at hand.

I tightened my grip and he whimpered. "Tell me, right fucking now, why you said you've been fucking my daughter." I growled heatedly, leaning into his face. "Tell me why you made such an outrageous lie. In fact…" I spoke a bit louder and gestured to the crowd around us. "Tell the entire school why you sent a mass text, to even my SON, that said you plowed my daughter when you did nothing of the sort! Tell them why you lied! NOW!"

He pissed himself more and his tears didn't cease.

Matt warned him. "Kid, if you don't answer him, he'll get it out of you one way or another… and he has an alibi."

At this, he sung like a canary.

"I… because she wouldn't…" the last part got cut off.

I tightened my grip and slammed him against the wall again, making him squeal in fear. "LOUDER!"

"BECAUSE SHE WOULDN'T DATE ME AFTER I BROKE UP WITH CHRISTINA!"

The entire crowd was either disgusted or booing him after he said that. The girls especially were not pleased.

I wasn't pleased with just this however.

I turned to Lucas. "Turn on your camera phone. I want this video-taped."

He did so with a smug grin on his face. With the camera on, I could get a few things out for Melina to enjoy.

"Look at that camera and say you're sorry to my daughter."

He sniffled slightly. "I'm… I'm sorry, Melina."

"Louder!"

"I'M SORRY!" He screamed.

The crowed whooped at this, but I was far from done.

"Now…" I continued, smiling as smugly as my son. "Say you're a cunt-knuckle."

He hesitated for a moment but did as told when my grip tightened again. "I'M A CUNT-KNUCKLE!"

The crowd joined in a laugh or two and I had just one more thing for him to do.

"Now give me your phone."

He did so without question and I handed it to Matt. The red head knew exactly what I wanted him to do and did so without hesitation.

"There!" Matt said joyfully. "I sent a mass text to everyone that reads;

"I was wrong to say I slept with Melina. I'm sorry for lying. The truth is that I broke up with Christina because of my secret gay lover in Brazil. I'm sorry for causing you any harm, Melina."

"BUT I'M NOT GAY!" He argued.

I scoffed. "You also didn't fuck my daughter."

"I sent another to your parents too." Mat admitted. "Have fun explaining to them what a furry is, Cedric."

"Send one to his grandmother!" Lucas demanded.

"There's a good idea!" The red head said happily as he began tapping away at the phone keyboard. "I wonder how she feels about you being a furry!?"

"STOP IT!" The bastard demanded. "PLEASE!"

I growled before taking the phone away from Matt. Before he could protest I merely told him he'd had enough. What he did was wrong, but what we were doing was overboard. He apologized on tape and we roughed him up a bit.

But now for the lesson.

I let go of his collar, then dealt three hits to the bastard in front of me.

First one:

My fist connected to his eye. "THAT'S for spreading lies about my daughter!"

Second:

A fist to his chin. "THAT'S for making her cry!"

And lastly:

He was on the ground at the moment so I opted to kick him. "And THAT is all for me!"

I spat at the kid writhing in pain and walked away. "If I catch you fucking around with my family again, it'll be your head!"

The crowd was either cheering or applauding my performance but I knew more than a few of them were going to either call the cops on us or get a teacher.

Those that would go get a teacher would be paid off to say nothing else about the matter, and those that got the cops… well… we already knew how to deal with them.

Melina was smiling again by the end of our little video. She couldn't believe we'd actually taken matters into our own hands like this, but she didn't exactly care too much. All she knew was that everything had been taken care of and she didn't have to worry about anyone sending any disrespectful texts about her again. Although it took a lot out of me, it was worth it to see her happy again.

As expected, the cops were called. But thankfully we had a few aces up our sleeves.

I opened the door to greet the police happily. "Good evening officers! Is there something wrong?"

The officer took a moment to catch his bearings before proceeding.

Yes, I was close to my forties now, but I did not look like it I the slightest. Not when I wore my leather pants and silk shirt that had small, opened buttons at the top. This was just too easy.

"G-good evening, err… s-sir. We're here because this young man and his family reported that you… beat him up?"

Another thing about being thin and scraggly compared to other dads… how the hell did it look like I did so much damage to one kid?

I looked over 'worriedly' at the teen and saw the black eye and bruises all over his face.

"Oh dear! Are you alright?! What happened?!"

Those acting lessons at Wammy's paid off incredibly.

The teen looked stunned. "You… YOU DID THIS!"

I looked up at the parents. "Is he alright? Should I get him anything?"

It wasn't long after that before his parents started chatting me up and I invited them inside along with the officer to sit down and speak about all this.

Matt walked in with a glass of water and my pills. "You okay, Mel? You had a rough day."

"I'll be fine, Mattie."

Cedric's parents concern turned to me and his mother asked if I was alright.

I waved it off as I took my pills for the aftermath of Chemotherapy. I actually did need them, but it helped with the effect of innocence.

"I'm fine." I assured after finishing my drink. "The Chemotherapy's been a little rough on me."

"Chemotherapy?" The officer asked.

I nodded. "My last treatment was about a month ago, but I'm just finally getting out of my room. I'm going to be on my pills for a while though and they make me so tired. Thank god I got to keep my hair though! Even if there isn't as much as before."

The officer wrote this down, glancing angrily at Cedric. "So, Mister… Keehl, is it?"

Another ace in the sleeve. Sometimes I learned to love my surname.

"Yes, but you can call me Mello." I emphasized with a flutter of my eyes.

Hook line and sinker. This cop was blushing profusely just by the small gestures.

He went on to tell me how Cedric 'believes' that I had beaten him up at school today, and that Lucas had proof on his phone. Calling down the blonde, however, proved to be useless since there was no video on Lucas' phone that proved I'd done anything. Mainly because we'd already erased the video from his phone the minute it was uploaded onto Melina's computer.

Cedric got desperate now. "IT WAS HIM! THAT FAGGOT ACTUALLY BEAT ME UP!"

"Cedric!" His father warned before looking at me. "I am so sorry for his behaviour! He never speaks like this at home!"

"Cedric? Wait, weren't you the one that sent that mass text about our daughter?"

"YES!" He said without thinking.

This game was proving too easy for me.

He looked to his father. "I can explain…"

"What was this text, son?"

He was quiet for a very long time before he caved in and told them the truth.

The officer no longer suspected me of anything. "Young man, sending a text like that is against the Protection from Harassment Act, The Criminal Justice and Public Order Act, the Malicious Communications Act, and the Communications Act!"

Busted by his own loud mouth. The little shit deserved it.

I stood up from my seat. "Cedric," I said in all seriousness, but not like from earlier on today. "My daughter has been in nothing but tears because of you. Not only that, but don't you think me having to go through Chemo was hard enough on her?! Does she really need such a horrid rumour spreading around?! I demand you apologize to her!"

"After that, we're going home!" His father growled at him.

The boy nodded to his father before walking up the stairs with me following close behind. But he was far from actually seeing my daughter right now. I just wanted to gloat a little.

I led him into an empty hall where we couldn't be heard and my wall of feign was down.

I scoffed. "You really are stupid, aren't you?"

He glared at me. "How'd you do it? How'd you get away with this?"

I shrugged nonchalantly. "I have powers beyond your imagination kid. Honestly, calling the cops on a chemotherapy patient? You are not going to be loved when you get home."

Surprisingly, he grinned at me. Even cocking an eyebrow. "Now I see where Melina gets her spunk from. You're alright for someone who kicked my ass."

"And made you piss your pants." I reminded. "Among other things."

He scoffed at that. "I hope Melina never loses her temper like that at school."

"Like you'll be around to know. I deduce three years of boarding school in your future for all the trouble you caused. That or Juvie."

"Would you come visit me?" He joked, looking me over. "You're not half bad looking when you're calm."

I rolled my eyes before strolling up to him.

"Keep thinking with this head," I warned by grabbing it and twisting just enough to make him flinch in pain, "and you won't have it for very long."

The moment I let him go he almost fell to the floor, but his smile didn't drop. "You know, I've met many moms that I'd like to have screwed around with, but you just might be the first dad."

"I will punch you again, shit head. Now get out of my home."

It wasn't very long before I brought him back down and he played along for the rest of the visit. The moment they were gone however, everyone in the manor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well that was tasking." Matt commented before draping an arm over my shoulder. "But you did wonderfully, my love!"

My eyes rolled. "Sorry I didn't save you a punch."

"No worries. I had fun just watching you scare the piss out of him!"

I smiled at that. "Looks like I've still got it."

He kissed my cheek lovingly. "Mello, you've never lost it!"