I suck at suspense dont I? Oh and if your wondering why theres so much swearing, its because this is an M. It was marked M for a reason, people! Oh and im usually very mean to Near in my storys so SORRY NIA-CHAN! I dont hate him or anything...hes just...um...i dont know xD I havent had reviews yet and its bugging me ¬.¬

TIME FOR FIGHTING, RANDOM TEACHER CHASES AND SPOOKY SHALLOW BREATHING 3

"YOU BASTARDS!" screamed Aaron, aiming another punch at Liner but before his fist could hit him, one of Dallas's other accomplices threw him to the floor.

Matt didn't even spare his friend a second glance, he was too busy trying to pin Dallas to the floor.

"Stay still you fat fuck!" he yelled and smashed the brunet's skull down against the hard concrete, knocking him out cold.

Blood pooled around Dallas's head but Matt didn't care. He was too angry to care. That was the only good thing about Dallas and his gang. No matter how bad you harmed them, you just couldn't give a shit. He launched himself at the one who had Aaron by the throat.

"Get the fuck off my friend!" he snarled, kicking him between the legs and grabbing him by the neck before shoving him away, into the group of bystanders.

The gamer wiped blood from his swollen lips and kneeled down beside the injured Aaron.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

Before Aaron had chance to reply, a group of teachers surged into the circle of students who were watching the fight. Matt swore silently. Now he really was in trouble.

Mello edged towards the scene of the fight, eyes wide. Matt, Aaron, Dallas and four other equally blooded pupils were being herded out of the hall, Dallas however was being carried for some reason.

"What happened?" Mello barked to the boy in front of him.

The boy turned to face him and sighed.

"Dallas and his mates have Near somewhere. They're gonna do something to him. They already started though, I think. I dunno. That kid gets beaten up every day! A lot of the time by you, actually."

Mello narrowed his eyes aggressively, giving the boy his worst look.

"Near deserves everything he gets! But what the hell does that have to do with Matt, Aaron and the others?" he snarled.

"They overheard them talking. Aaron really admires Near though so he got pissed and threw himself at Dallas. Matt of course wasn't too happy about the whole thing so he joined him and then everything just got out of hand."

Mello cursed loudly and rammed a chocolate bar into his mouth, snapping one of the squares between his teeth.

He didn't know who to be angrier at. Dallas, Matt, Aaron or Near.

Why did Dallas have to attack Near?

Why did Aaron have to start a fight?

Why did Matt have to get involved in stuff that had nothing to do with him?

And why the fuck did Near have to be...um...there?

"Well it's simple. I'm gonna have to knock some sense into them all," Mello decided with a sigh, "I had to miss my favourite song for this? Jeez."

Mello had been walking around the orphanage for about half an hour. The party had completely left his mind. L had disappointed him, just like everyone else in the world.

Except for Matt. And possibly Aaron.

And that other guy who he sat near in English.

But that was beside the point.

He stopped walking and frowned.

Footsteps.

But where were they coming from?

"MELLO YOU DUMBASS DON'T JUST FUCKING STAND THERE!"

MATT?!

Mello turned around and instantly the chocolate bar he had been eating fell to the floor.

Matt was charging at full speed down the hallway, followed by Aaron and not too far behind him Dallas and his gang. Although of course the moment Mello began to slightly guess what was happening, almost every teacher in the entire orphanage whirled around the corner after them. Everyone except Roger and Watari though, they were with L.

"MATT WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!" yelled Mello as he began to run as fast as his slender legs would allow, hoping like hell that the stampede didn't speed up and flatten him.

Matt began to speed up and soon he was level with Mello, dragging Aaron by his thin wrist. The three of them shot up the stairs and began to slow down a little, panting and tired.

"Go!" hissed the obsidian haired Wammy.

Mello and Matt looked at Aaron thickly. He rolled his eyes and pushed the two of them into a random room before the stampede came up the steps.

"Hide. I'll manage!" he panted then broke into a sprint as Liner and Dallas ran up the wooden staircase, clearly trying to escape the teachers.

Mello closed the door at once then fell to his knees, flushed and panting. Matt slid down the wall and stopped in a squatting pose. The hacker slid his goggles off then wiped sweat from his forehead, panting heavily. Mello narrowed his eyes and slapped him across the face. The redhead winced and placed a gloved hand on the red raw handprint his friend had left.

"Ow! What was that for?!" he whined.

"That was for getting involved in a fight without my backup! You could have got yourself killed!"

There was another slap, also inflicted on the redhead.

"OW! WHAT THE HELL?!"

"That was for getting me chased by an army of bastards."

Matt braced himself in case Mello slapped him again, which he did.

"Cut it out! I didn't even do anything!"

"You made me drop my chocolate."

"...Oh..."

Matt slid his goggles back on then noticed that Mello was watching him expectantly.

"What?" he snapped, hoping another slap wasn't coming his way.

His face was already sore from the fight and now – thanks to Mello – he felt like his cheeks were on fire.

"Aren't you going to tell me what that whole chase thing was about?"

Matt sighed.

"Me, Liner, Aaron, some teachers and Dallas's mates, were in Roger's office – L and Watari left by the way – and Dallas was getting his head tended to. Well anyway, Roger and them teacher guys were demanding to know what happened. Aaron was about to tell them but then Dallas burst into the room, punched Roger, grabbed Liner and legged it. The teachers obviously started spazzing so me and Aaron took our chance to leave but more teachers were outside so we all started running with the teachers chasing us."

Mello just stared at him and his left eye twitched.

"O...kay..."

An awkward silence fell over them, the only sound being Matt's shallow breathing. Annoyance sparked in Mello's ice blue eyes and he smacked his friend again.

"Stop breathing like that!" he snapped.

"Stop it! And what do you mean!?"

"You're wheezing like someone with a disease!"

"Me?! I thought it was you."

"Wait – who's room is this?"

Both boys already knew the answer. There was stale blood on the floor and some weed on one of the dressers. This bedroom obviously belonged to the drug dealer of Wammys House, aka – Dallas.

"We're in Dallas's room..." Matt said quietly.

Mello stood up and rolled his eyes.

"Well done Captain Obvious! I'm more interested in where that breathing's coming from."

Less than a second after the words left his mouth, Mello stiffened. He had found his answer.

DUN DUN DUUUUN! Someone ish in teh room but WHO? Actually it is very, very, VERY obvious xD

Remember! Mello gets closer to kissing Matt each time I get a review :D

Mello:Thats just messed up -.-

Me:NO ITS NOT!

Mello:YES IT IS! IM NOT GAY!

Matt&Near:GASP

Me:DONT LIE *kicks him*

Mello:OW!

Matt:PWN

Linda:HAI THAR FELLOW WAMMYS

MMN:*evil stare*

Linda:...*SUICIDEZ*

Yeah go away Linda. Nobody likes you.