Mello's 101 Ways to Be A Best Friend

AN:// IMPORTAINT AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END! Poll for this story on my profile. Please vote. Once I get at least five more votes, I'll change it...or whatever the choice is. Haha. On another note, (no pun intended) sorry for the late post. ;~; I lost my notebook for this story. So, I couldn't write. Yeah, yeah, lame excuse, but for this story I need to write in my notebook then type it up.

Chapter 3: Fake Photography

I opened up the door to Roger's room. First, I let Matt inside, then followed after him. There was another girl alongside Chloe. I recognized her as the fifth in Wammy's. Her name was Amanda, I believe. She has wavy dark brown hair, and her eyes are caramel with a tinge of yellow. Amanda had on a short sleeved snug shirt with a big red dot in the middle of it. Representing Japan, I suppose. Her shorts were tan and reached her knees. The fifth in line had on all black Heelys with red laces.

"So," I looked up as Roger spoke. "I'm assuming you all know why you're here. Shopping. Well, mostly for clothes. Girls, please don't go overboard. You each have five hundred dollars, so don't blow it on one thing. Or video games." He looked up at Matt. Unfortunately for Matt, he was still playing Pac-Man. Suddenly, the red-head looked up.

"Huh?" The successor in line under me paused his game. "Oh. Ohhhhh! Sure, whatever," Matt said as he paused his game. Wow, no scolding for me. Weird.

"Mello," Roger spoke under his breath and to himself, but I could still hear him. "has been good lately with trips." Score~! Mr. Ruvie looked at the paper in his hand once more. Sorta like a double-take.

"Near," Roger shook his head. "How many times have I told you not to get those new "Tranny-foam-er", or whatever they're called---"

"Transformers," Near interrupted. Tsk-tsk, N. How rude of you. Not even an "excuse me."

"Yes, those. Now, I see you went over last trip. So, I'll have to deduct that amount from today's trip," The caretaker stated. He then scribbled on his paper.

"Roger!" Near protested. "That one was a limited edition collector's item! Only out for that month!" Looks like someone's going to get in trouble!

"Now, young man, this is how it works. I'm not going to treat you any differently than anyone else in this room. Just because you're number one in be---in Wammy's, doesn't make a difference to me. I do the same with Matt," Roger explained. Chloe and Amanda giggled. Lucky Roger didn't hear them/ I just mentally "Whooped" to myself. Near narrowed his eyes at the girls. C and A just whistled.

"Hmp. Fine then, Roger." Near twirled his hair even more feverishly.

"Okay, so everyone is ready?" Roger asked. Matt and I nodded, while Chloe and Amanda gave thumbs up. Near just glared, but spoke again. All of us, excluding Near and Roger, simultaneously sighed.

"Roger. If my fees are deduced, how much do I have left to spend?" Aw, look at him, trying to sound all professional using those words. NOT. Out of the corner of my blue eyes, I saw Matt power down his G.B.A. Roger looked at his paper a final time.

"Approximately..." The old man did a quick math problem. "Two hundred, thirty-eight dollars." The white-clad successor sighed. Suddenly, I heard a light jingle. I turned around to look at Chloe, and sure enough, she was playing with her chain bracelet.

We walked out this door in the following order; Roger, Near, Amanda, Chloe, Matt, then finally me. We all paused outside Roger's door while he locked it. Then, we proceeded to walk down the corridor in that same order.

"Ready for another trip? Six months is a long time to wait for shopping. Although, I'm glad we get to buy one thing of our choice. Elite Four, here I come! " My partner-in-crime smiled as he pumped his fist into the air. He put his arm over my shoulder.

"Yeah, that's one good thing about it. Oh. An F.Y.I. for you. Just because I'm going to," I paused to make air quotations. "help you find an article of clothing you like," I stopped making air quotes now. "doesn't mean that I'm going to buy it for you," I stated for him. Of course he was going to try to get around it.

Matt narrowed his light-green eyes under his shimmery, orange goggles. "What if I'm off by a few bucks?" He asked me. Of course. As I said, trying to slither around my words. I sighed.

"Matt, my friend, there's an immense difference between twenty dollars, and two." I withdrew a chocolate rectangle from my pocket. Bite, Chew, Swallow, Talk. The cherry haired boy beside me laughed.

"You got me."

"Of course I did." I laughed with him.

I put my arm around his waist and pulled him into a friendly hug. I abruptly had my eyes blinded. My vision blurred for a second, then returned to normal. Matt and I dropped out of our hug, and looked ahead of us at Chloe and Amanda. Amanda. She held a camera in her hand. I took a breath through my nostrils. I saw Mr. Gamer's eyes increase in size out of the corner of my eye.

"You little..." I ran full speed at Amanda, and she dropped the camera the instant I tackled her. Matt was still frozen in shock as I pinned her down. Chloe laughed.

"Geeze, M, don't get so worked up. Unless you have a boyfriend~! It's fake," She declared as she threw it at my foot. I glared at Chloe, and got up off of Amanda. Roger was busy talking to one of the caretakers. I got a hold of the camera not a second later, and smashed it with my foot.

"You guys are f*ing lucky you're not guys," I said through gritted teeth. Roger suddenly turned around. Near, still grumbling about his robots, almost bumped into the old man.

"Mello! Language!" Roger yelled. A dusted off her pants. I gave a little 'hmp', and kept walking. As the doors opened to the outdoors, I could smell...candy? Lots of it. Very sweet. Why though? They can't possibly have loads of chocolate in that limo. I shot Matt a questioning look. The stripe-clad boy just shrugged his shoulders. As I walked over to the limo, the sent got stronger. Roger opened the door. I took another bite of my chocolate bar. Chloe and Amanda were frozen in shock. Confused, I peered to Chloe's left, while Matt peered around Amanda's right. I nearly dropped my chocolate bar. Matt and I spoke at the same moment.

"B?!" We gasped as we asked the man who was surrounded by sweets. He chuckled at us. His laugh was different though. It wasn't evil sounding, angelic if anything. I wonder how that changed. Near's eyes lit up Now I'm a bit confused. Near didn't like B one bit.

"Just come into the limo. I'll explain once we're settled," He spoke in a monotone. The thing is, it was sort of...light? Something's not right...

We all curiously piled into the limo. The girls were now staring at him. Oh, that's right. They've never even met B. No wonder. He can come across as...strange. They shouldn't have heard about him either. B was a forbidden topic at Wammy's. Dunno why. We were great friends.

"Ah, I see Matt and Mello have mistaken me for someone else," The B look-alike started talking again. Wait. Did he say we mistook him for B? B never told me he had a living brother. Or a twin, even.

I looked around at all the different sweets scattered around the limo. No jam. Huh. You'd think he'd have jam. Even if it wasn't strawberry...This is rather unusual. Not to mention puzzling. We were all settled now, so the limousine started moving

"Well, Near already knows who I am, so I suppose it's time for me to introduce myself to you. Along with an explaination of why I am sitting here right now with you guys." The black haired man said as he plucked a sugar cube off the tray of white sweets. This should be intriguing.

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