"No." Mello sighed, rubbing his eye.
"Oh." Near answered.
"Why did you want to know, Near?" Mello asked, feeling edgy.
"Would you like a friend, Mello?"
"Near, seriously. I don't need your help. Just, go away and leave me--"
"Uhmm, excuse me…is this…uh…Near's room?" someone asked, knocking lightly on the door.
Mello turned his head, staring at the boy, "No, it's not. Now, get lost." he answered blankly.
"Ah, Matt? Is that you? I'm over here, come on in.." Near said, raising a pale hand.
The red haired boy timidly walked over and stood in front of Near, smiling sheepishly. Mello stared at the boy, trying not to make his eye twitch. He looked familiar…but the blonde just couldn't remember where he saw him before. Near calmly and slowly stacked his dice into the small box he had them in, and looked up and Matt.
"Who the hell is this?" Mello asked, not taking his eyes off the red head.
"This, this is Matt. He's new here." Near said, gesturing to Matt to have a seat on the floor.
"And why is he in my room?"
"Mello, I think you should have at least one friend. Just talk to him, okay?" Near asked, standing up and walking out of the blonde's room, closing the door quietly behind him.
The two boys sat in the same position for near 15 minutes. Mello eyed the boy closely, not once looking away from him. Matt fidgeted and blinked…becoming aware and slightly annoyed by Mello's piercing gaze.
"So, my name's Matt…" the red head finally said.
"Mello." the other said quickly.
"Um…I like playing games…I have a portable games console, if you wanna see it…" Matt said, taking his black, battered console out of his back pocket and showing it to Mello.
"I know you!" Mello suddenly gasped, "I knocked you over earlier, didn't I?"
"Oh…uh…yeah…haha." Matt said, smiling timidly, "So, what do you like?"
"Chocolate?" Mello said, taking a bite of his bar and lying back on the bed.
"There's a lot of people in this place…isn't there?"
"Yeah, but you get used to it. They're all idiots, anyway.." Mello sighed.
"So…I heard you've met L before." Matt said, looking up at the boy.
A huge grin suddenly grew on Mello's face as he sat up and started blabbering about the amazing time he walked into Roger's empty office and noticed a huge tray full of sweets and chocolate on Roger's desk.
"…And, I snuck up and ate anything covered in chocolate! It was the best chocolate I had ever tasted. Then, someone asked me what I was doing. I turned around and L was standing right there! He smiled and greeted me by my name. I apologized, but he told me to sit down, and we started talking. It was amazing!" Mello explained.
"Wow…" Matt whispered, leaning forward eagerly, "So, your number two, aren't you?"
"What of it?" Mello asked through his teeth, becoming irritated immediately.
"It's so cool! Like, I know Near's nice and all…but doesn't knowing that you're the smartest kid in like, the whole world kinda make his a bit cocky?" Matt asked.
Mello smiled, reached down and pulled Matt's striped sleeve- and indication for him to sit on the bed beside him.
He let his arm hang loosely over the red head's shoulder and smiled, "Matt," he said, "I think we're gonna be great friends, you know that?"
"Cool!" Matt smiled, "I've never really had a friend before."
Mello and Matt walked down the hall, happy to show their new friendship. Everyone stared. Mello had a friend?? Impossible.
The two boys got to the end of the hall, and Mello turned to Matt, "So, what do you wanna go see first? I bet you haven't seen much of Wammy's yet, have you?"
"Nope." Matt said, shrugging, "You guys got a games room?"
"The hell we have!" Mello smiled, leading the way to the small dark room.
"Woah." Matt smiled, turning around in circles.
"Hey, blondie!" someone called through the window.
Mello growled and walked towards the window, "What do you want, Ross??" Mello shouted.
"I heard you got a new boyfriend! How sweet!" Ross giggled with his friends.
"Come on, Matt." Mello grunted, jumping through the window, out into the garden.
"Why don't you say it again?" Mello said, looking up at his opponent.
"I said, I heard you got a new boyfriend. How fucking sweet!" Ross smirked.
"Bastard." Mello spat, punching him in the stomach. The boy, though very much taller than the blonde, fell to the ground. Mello straddled him, pulling his hair and choking him.
"You're an asshole!" the shorter one screamed.
"M-Mello! Please stop it!" Matt shouted, trying to pull Mello away, while Ross lay there screaming.
"Never! Matt, go away!" Mello hissed, scratching at Ross' face, smiling wickedly.
"Mello! Please! Come on!" Matt said, tightening his grip on the boy's arm.
"What is going on??" Roger shouted, walking over to the huge crowd of people standing around the fight. Immediately, people fell silent and ran away, leaving Mello attacking Ross, and Matt pulling at Mello's arm.
"Mello! Matt! Detention!" Roger shouted, lifting the blonde off Ross and grabbing Matt's arm, leading them away to his office.
"Mello, you've got to stop attacking everyone. It's horrible. You slipped out of your last detention, but this time your having a long one." Roger said, sitting the two boys down. "And Matt, your new…how could you?"
"Sir, I was trying to pu--owww." Matt muttered, before Mello kicked him hard in the leg.
"So. You two will sit here until I come get you. Don't be surprised if you have to sleep in here." Roger mumbled, walking out and closing the door.
"I'm sorry I got you into this, Matt." Mello sighed, walking over to the back of the huge cupboard and pulling out a bar of chocolate.
"S'okay." Matt muttered, "Mello?"
Mello grunted.
"Um…where do you come from?" the boy asked.
"Why do you want to know?" Mello asked.
"I was…just wondering…"
The blonde sighed and turned around, so that the two boys faces were very close.
"You know…" Mello began, "I actually don't know. I've never known. All I know is that I don't come from England. I've always believe I came from Germany, but…my parents died when I was young, so I don't remember much…"
The boy sighed, blinking hard, trying to cry.
"I'm sorry.." Matt whispered, staring into Mello's blue eyes, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Mello breathed, looking back at the red head.
Matt tilted his head, slowly closing his eyes, and moved his lips closer to Mello's. The blonde sat there, wide eyed, realizing what the boy was trying to do.
"Hold up!" Mello shouted, shoving his hand in Matt's face, scaring him.
"What are you doing??" Mello asked, standing up.
"I-I'm sorry…" Matt whispered, biting his lip.
"Are you gay?" the blonde hissed. Matt dropped his head and didn't reply.
"Answer me! Are you gay, Matt?" Mello growled, grabbing the younger boy's face and staring into his eyes, noticing the trail of tears running down his cheeks, "Answer me, Matt…" Mello said sternly, but still felt slightly sorry for the kid.