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The bell rang for the next period and the three successors got up, packed and went over to P.E. Matt wasn't able to finish the paper on time, much to his dismay. Mello and Matt started to get ahead of Near as Matt asked again, "Do I mean that much to you?" Mello looked over to the redhead that was looking up at him cutely, eyes big and his cheeks a little pink from the laughter. Matt knew Mello was a sucker for cuteness.

"Yes, you are very important to me." He said and looked away. Then he gave a smirk and added, "Without you, who will give me my morning chocolate?" Matt didn't take it seriously, but made a fake frown and chuckled a little at the snide comment. As they approached the Gymnasium, Matt realized that Near was walking right next to him. Dang, he was quiet. Mello started to run to the locker room and Matt followed him as always, but Near stayed behind. He hated to run and all of the other P.E activities they were forced to do. When Near came into the locker room, he saw that Mello was already half way dressed out and that Matt was still struggling to open his locker. Near looked up at the clock that read 1:07. They still had about four minutes left.

As Near grabbed his clothes from the door, he noticed Matt still struggling to open his lock. Why couldn't the boy just pick it open? That was his specialty! Near went over to Matt and said, "Just pick it open." Matt turned around and gave a smile and said, "I can't. They made my lock, as Roger would say 'unpick-able.' He said it's supposed to make it fair between the other students that can't pick open locks." Near gave a nod and went over to were Mello was currently putting on his P.E shorts. Mello looked over to Near who was now taking off his shirt. "Why are you here?" Near had just covered his pasty white stomach with the light blue shirt that had printed in maroon letters 'Wammy Boys' with a little picture of a Panther at the bottom, when he said "I'm Matt's friend now, and as much as you won't like it, I will talk to him and hang around you two."

Matt started to walk over to the changing spot with clothes in hand. He gave a big smile and said, "I finally got it! The numbers were backwards." Mello rolled his eyes at the clumsy mistake and Near gave a nod while he sat down and put on the maroon shorts, trying to cover his little panties. Mello stayed and watched Matt change as did Near. Both of them knew that they were both looking, but Matt didn't seem to notice. As the redhead started to take off his kaki shorts he lost his balance and fell over, which amused Mello and Near in a strange way. The clumsy boy finally got into the whole outfit properly and the three boys walked out to the main area, where the coach stood there and waited for them, arms crossed and face firm. His name was coach Russert, and he was the thing that most of the boys at the orphanage feared, besides Mr. Rumple. Coach Russert wasn't scary in a perverted way, but he was one tough cookie. He yelled louder than anything the students heard and his expectations were high.

Mello was his favorite student and he tolerated Near and Matt to an extent. They weren't the fastest things to walk on two legs, nor the most athletic, unlike Mello. Mello always felt superior to everybody during P.E, and that always made Matt happy.

"Hey there boys!" Coach Russert said as he firmly slapped the blond on the back. "Get in your positions, we're running obstacles today, alright?" Matt sighed as Near drooped his head, while Mello on the other hand shouted with a salute, "Sir, Yes sir!!" and ran over to his position. Matt and Near, not wanting to get too tired before running, walked over to their positions next to the blond and waited for the other boys to come out. Their positions had nothing to do with their last name because most students at the orphanage kept secret about it, but it had to do with their first name. Needless to say Matt, Mello and Near stood right next to each other during roll call, but when they played games or ran they had to split up into teams Blue, Green, and Red. Mello was in blue, Near was in green and, Matt was in red and the coach fixed it up that way.

As the timer rang, Coach Russert grabbed his board and started to call out names in his loud voice.

"Agean!" "Here"

Matt and Near stood in their place and thought about the same thing. Running. Matt was clumsy as hell and he knew it, and Near made melting ice cubes look like panthers compared to him. They both looked over to Mello who stood in between them both and wondered at how he could run so fast. It was always the same thing, Matt's tem would be first, and Nears team second, and last would be Mello's. It was always embarrassing; especially to Matt who knew that Mello was watching him, among other people. Near was embarrassed by the fact that every time he ran, the kids looked at him in disbelief that that gasping for breath boy was the first successor of L.

"Matt!!" Matt snapped up and yelled, "HERE!" The coach looked at him funny that said 'You shouldn't yell to me, little boy' and went on.

"Mello!" "Here Sir!"

"Nathan!" "Here"

"Near!" A barely audible voice weakly said, "Here!" Coach Russert put his hand against his ear and yelled, "I can't hear you son!" Near yelled with all his might. "HERE!" The albino felt himself blush as he heard his voice crack a little. The times he yelled during his life could be counted on one hand. Coach Russert nodded and continued call. Near looked over to Mello and Matt only to see Mello trying to contain his laughter and Matt messing around with his loose shorts. The fact he wasn't even paying attention to Nears mistake made the younger boy feel almost invisible.

When the coach was done with call he immediately told all the boys to get into their teams and for the Red Team to line up against the black line that showed the limit of where they could not run. The Green and Blue Team sat up against the benches open to them as they got ready to see the other team run for five minutes. Mello plopped down next to Lardass. He loved to watch Matt run. The way he would run out of breath at the third minute and how he stumbled as he ran along, making his loose shorts start to fall. It was cute and Mello almost felt like a pervert for thinking like that, but he couldn't help it!

A sharp sound of the whistle cut through the gym, and after that the sound of feet running along concrete accompanied it. All 13 boys on the Red team ran on the yellow line that told them where to stay at and just like that, Matt was one of the boys at the end of the running herd. Mello was almost off his seat as he watched the redhead struggle to get inside the herd. Matt's face was a deep shade of red and about every 40 seconds he would stumble, almost falling to the ground. But he never did, which always relieved the blond. Some of the boys around him snickered at Matt, and Mello shot them a warning look.

As the piercing 'beep!' signaled the boys to quit running, the Green team went up to run. Near pulled his little shorts up in fear of them almost falling like Matt's and walked quickly over to the yellow line. Without warning, the bell rang and the albino started to run. Needless to say, he was completely behind all the other boys and already tired after 30 seconds. None of the boys would make fun of him of being slow because they knew they were under him, but Near still felt embarrassed. Good thing you didn't have to be fast to become L. Mello ignored Nears poor running and told Matt how well he did. "You could beat me, you run so fast!" he lied and gave Matt a pat in the back. Matt nodded knowing that Mello was lying, and drew his attention over to the almost suffering albino. He felt sorry for him. Matt was clumsy, but Near was just slow. Mello didn't want to say it, but he also felt a little sorry for Near. But only a little.

Next up was the famous Blue team, which was only famous because Mello was on it. Near sat down next to Matt, gasping for breath as Mello got up and ran over to the yellow line. The blond crouched down in a 'ready-to-go' position that Matt tried one time, but he tripped over his sneaker, so Mello told him not to do it. Coach Russert set the timer again, and the starting bell rang, causing Mello to automatically dash off ahead of the boys. Everyone always marveled at the cheetah-like blond and that made Mello go even faster. Matt watched Mello as he ran, looking at his thin arms and legs as they almost went to fast for Matt to see. Mello wasn't even red in the face. The redhead knew Mello had great endurance, but not even sweating from running almost made Matt green with envy.

The five minutes was done in what seemed like 50 seconds for Matt and Coach Russert gave Mello a light punch on the shoulder and gave him the daily 'Keep up the good work!'

All the boys lethargically went into the locker room after their daily exercises where Mello still was annoyed at how Near had been stuck to his Matt all day. He lazily took off his warm shirt and threw it into his P.E basket. Near hesitantly took off his almost soaked tee as Matt attempted to remove his sweaty shirt, only to get it stuck onto his head. The redhead tugged at it and after the third tug asked wearily, "Uh Mel? Can you..?" Mello got the message and walked over to the tangled Matt. He chuckled at the too cute sight, and gave a hard tug on the shirt, causing Matt to fall backward somehow. "Ah!" Near squeaked as the redhead toppled on top of him, shirtless. Nears heart beat started to quicken and he could feel himself go red. Matt got up quickly and said, "I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" Near got up and dusted off his dirty panties. "N-no." he stuttered. "I'm o-kay." Matt picked up the shirt that fell from the pale boys hand after the fall. Near gratefully took it and Matt smiled. They didn't know that Mello had a face of anger and was staring right at the blushing pair of boys.

"What the fuck is that about?! Matt, how the hell did you fall backwards?" Mello's mind then started to get the better of him. "Or do you like him better than me? That's right! Why else would you fall on purpose? Huh!"

Matt could feel the pressure that he would call Mello coming onto his shoulders. "N-no! What are you talking about?! I-it was on accident." Matt looked over to the still blushing Near. It felt awkward knowing that two boys liked you and one of them was a pissed soon to be eleven year old and the other one was a genius six year old boy who already was a homosexual, whom he just landed on without a shirt. Matt could kind of understand why Mello would think of such crazy things. Near started to become calm again and said, "Like I told you before, you don't own him. If he wanted to land on me that was his choice." Matt's jaw almost hit the floor at the almost psychotic words coming from the younger boys mouth. "I doubt that he actually wanted to fall onto me, but maybe he has taken interest in me." Near gave a little smirk that outraged Mello even more. Matt grew worried, hoping that Mello actually didn't try to turn this into a fistfight. Near would for sure loose and possibly end up with a something fractured or broken. Matt would not let any violence happen on his watch.

"Stop! Stop!" Matt ran in front of Mello who was about to walk up to Near and gave him a beating. "I don't think Near of all people meant that! Just don't hurt him Mel, he's only six!"

Mello stood there frozen. He was infuriated by the fact that Matt was actually protecting this brat. All the nights of them together in bed and the kisses washed away from his mind as he firmly nudged his friend out of the way and attempted to plant a fist on Nears head, only to be stopped by Matt.

The redhead once again stopped the blond, his arms spread as if he was a gate that could keep him out of Nears way. "Mel-" Thwack! And the room went silent. Mello had just punched Matt on the cheek. Near sat on the ground, shocked and Mello stood there in front of Matt, suddenly realizing what he had done.

Matt put a shaky hand to his abused cheek and he could feel the tears falling down his face. Mello had hit him before, but never in the face and never that hard. It hurt a lot. "M-Mell…o."

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