A/N: I take back what I said in the first chapter about the characters sounding in character. I made Takada and Mikami extremely OOC on purpose in this one. But it's not as if they're anyone's favourite character, right? ...If they are, I meant no harm. ._. But I will try my best to make the other characters sound normal.

"Mello! I'm fucking hungry!" Tori complained.

"Then let's eat?"

They entered a restaurant, which had also appeared out of nowhere like the sweets shop and the toy store.

"Please come this way." A waiter led the couple to a table before leaving.

"Mello Mello Mello!" Tori called.

"Yeah?"

"Have you noticed my eyes yet? They're cooler than everyone else's! Look at my eyes!"

"Okay…?" The teenager stared into her eyes.

"What colour are they?"

"Green."

"Cool, right right right?"

"I guess?" He could not comprehend what was so exciting.

"...You're boring."

"Eh."

A waitress, who was staring at Mello, caught Tori's attention. She glared at her protectively while the male was completely oblivious. The waitress had a confused look on her face, before taking the initial to walk over.

She fluttered her eyelashes at the male. "How may I help you today?"

"I don't need help. Go away," he responded rudely, taking a bite of his chocolate bar. Even so, Tori continued shooting death beams with her eyes.

"I'm sure you want something. I mean any-"

The girl snarled. "Piss. Off."

"Fine." The waitress gave her a dirty look before walking away.

Tori folded her arms. "...Hm."

Obnoxiously, the waitress came back again only around five seconds later. "Are you sure? We have lots of good deals!"

Mello smirked. "How about free chocolate?"

"Well, we do have some really, really delicious desserts with chocolate!" She attempted to flirt with a wink.

"Jesus Christ…" Tori muttered.

"Okay then?"

"Ta ta!" She winked again.

"FUCK OFF ALREADY!" The teenage girl lost her patient, standing up and causing her chair to fall backwards. The waitress furrowed her eyebrows before walking away.

Silence. Everyone in the restaurant stopped in the middle of their conversations and turned to stare, whispering.

Mello glanced up, slightly shocked from the sudden outburst. "…Calm down, Tori."

"But she's irritating me!" The girl sat back down.

Leather-pants leaned forward. "…Wait a minute, look towards your right."

She turned slightly. "Not that whore…"

"The Kira spokesperson."

"MELLO! SHE'S THE ONE WHO STRIPPED FOR YOU! I'm going to smash her, I'M GOING TO SM-"

More whispering. This time, they pointed at Mello. The completely flustered male tried not to glare at them and subconsciously turned his face away from their view. Great, now everyone probably thinks that he's some sexually frustrated loser who goes to strip clubs.

Tori got up again, staring at the NHN announcer. "I'm going to beat her!"

Kiyomi Takada, on the other hand, did not notice the approaching girl and droned on to her friend Mikami Teru. The words she was sprouting were so boring that the author didn't bother to type it down. "Blahblahblah. Kira this, Kira that. Blahblahblahblah!"

"Ai no, rite!" Mikami agreed like the submissive follower he is.

Mello stood up as well, rushing over to the potential murderer. "Tori."

"WHAT, MELLO?" she flared, spinning around.

"Calm down."

"I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL THAT SLUT!" She reverted to stomping towards the oblivious Takada.

Mello immediately grabbed her wrist, pulling her back. "I said calm down!"

"I'm… going… to… kill… her…"

"If you do, Kira supporters would only kill you in response and that wouldn't solve anything," the blond teenager explained logically. He hated how much he sounded like Near just now. Cringe!

Some random voice coming from nowhere spoke to Mello. "Aww, Mello doesn't want Tori to be dead?"

"…I'll get dragged into it!" he defended.

"Why are you hesitating?"

"…Because I want to."

"YOU LIKE TORI! LOLOLOL."

The blond male began to fume. "NO, SHUT UP!"

"You think she's ugly?

"I never said that!"

"You think she's pretty, then?"

"I didn't say that either."

On the table next to them, a noisy kid proclaimed loudly: "DIS STEAK IZ SO TASTIEZ! OM NOM NOM! Lol, whai iz et so noisy?"

"SHUT UP, KID!" Tori was clearly still in rage mode. "...And Mello, let go of my wrist."

"….Oh, right."

Then the kid decided to take revenge, pushing the girl into Mello. "MEANIEEE! Lolz nao bak tew mah yummyz steak!"

"…I'm going to kill that kid…" She shoved the kid over before returning to walking dramatically towards Takada, feeling for the gun she didn't have.

His face landed on his "yummyz" steak. "OH BOOBOOZ!"

"Blahblahblahblah Kira iz lyke so c00l," Takada bragged.

"Ai no, rite!"

"What the f- MELLO!" Tori yelled. "…Shit. Whatever, I have hands. WHORE!"

The last word was emphasised with a punch.

The older female gasped. "OMG U PUNCHED ME!"

Camera crews began rushing into the scene, shoving their cameras into Tori's face. "The Kira spokesperson, Kiyomi Takada, was punched by a teenage girl with black hair and green eyes! So far, the local authorities have been unable to confirm her identity!"

"NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!" she swore on live television. "I'M NOT FUCKING UNKNOWN, YOU ASSWIPES!"

"Tori…" Mello warned, pulling out his gun slowly.

"It seems that now this raging girl is misdirecting her anger towards us!"

Then the cameras exploded. Yes, the chocoholic shot them in order to have their faces be seen by the public as little as possible. The diners in the restaurant burst into screaming and rampage.

"TAKADA! YOU FUCKING WHORE! STRIP IN FRONT OF MELLO AGAIN AND I WILL SMASH YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE SIDEWALK!" Tori continued threatening the older woman. "I'LL DO IT RIGHT NOW, ACTUALLY!"

Mello automatically grabbed her arms, preventing her from moving. "CALM DOWN."

"MELLO! LET GO OF ME!"

More cameras were brought out. "It seems that another teenager is involved!"

"Die, cameras!" the flying bullets declared a war cry silently, embedding into the lens and causing dysfunction. "I kill you in the name of Mello!"

"HOLY SHIT! IT'S A CRAZY KILLER! HELP US, KIRA!" the people at the scene screamed.

"We should go now," Mello stated, oddly calm.

Then more camera crews came bursting into the restaurant through the windows, desperate to record the action.

"Run for it!" the leather-panted adolescent instructed, darting through the entrance doors.

Enter: Matt with his awesome car.

"Get in!" the techno-genius directed coolly while smoking.

"Hey Matt…" Tori got into the car with an epic jump, followed by Mello.

"I saw the news so I had to come." He pressed his foot down onto the pedal, escaping from the screaming crowd while tossing a smoke bomb out of the window.

"…Matt."

"Yeah?"

"Where's Tiff?" asked Tori.

"She passed out from hunger since we're out of food."

"…Wow. Alrighty then."

"HEY! HEY MATT!" the random voice called again, this time to Matt.

"…Huh?"

"You think Tori's pretty cute, right?" The person - thing, or whatever it is - was attempting to make Mello jealous.

"Yeah, sure." Striper-shirt played along, winking.

"…Matt," the target victim hissed.

It continued on. "She's pretty nice, right?"

"Yep." Matt's lips twisted upwards into a feline smile.

"If she asked you out, you'd say yes, right?"

"Maybe."

Mello suddenly punched him, causing the car to swerve to one side dangerously. Luckily, he responded quickly otherwise the trio would be long-gone.

"Ow! I was just joking! Sheesh…" He rubbed one side of his cheek with his hand, before adding on with a sly smirk. "We all know how much you lo- Oops, my bad."

"…"

PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH. The car swerved again, narrowly missing a passing truck.

"FUCKING KIDS!" the truck driver swore angrily, before crashing into an unfortunate department store which happened to be in the way. He probably died. Oh well.

Stripy-shirt gave his attacker a quick glare. "Dude, I'm trying to drive here!"

"What the flip, Mello!" Tori scolded. "Don't hurt Matt for no reason!"

"I have my reasons!" he snapped back.

"MELLO. OH MY GOD, CONTROL YOURSELF OR YOU'RE SITTING BACK HERE."

He grumbled, but shut up.

And so they arrived back at the apartment. Matt was still rubbing his sore cheek from Mello's violent punches.

"…I'm sleeping in Mello's room! Yay!" Tori ran into the room and locked the door.

"…THE F-" He proceeded to banging on the door with his fists. "OI."

"Go away!" was the reply.

"LOLOLOLOLOL!" The games-addict pointed and 'laughed'. "You pissed off Tori, Mells? Oooh, sucks."

"It's not funny! And no, I didn't!"

"Mello doesn't want to admit that he likes Tori!" the voice echoed through the room.

The blond teenager spun around, looking for the owner of the voice, only to fail miserably. "What the hell?"

"I'm with you, random person," grinned Matt.

"Matt!"

"You know it's the truth."

"No, it's not!"

"You gotta face it sooner or later." The gamer leaned back against the couch, playing on his DS.

"I've got nothing to face!"

"So if I told Tori that Near likes her, you wouldn't mind?" the person pressed on.

A short pause. "…'Course not. She doesn't even like the prick."

"What if she does?"

"…She doesn't."

"What if she is hiding her feelings like you are?"

"I'M NOT HIDING MY FEELINGS!" Mello exploded. "OPWENFQWUNJ!"

"Alright, I'll tell her, she might like him back, and you won't even have a shot!"

"Whatever, screw you!" he huffed. "Go ahead!"

"Why are you so angry, Mells?" Matt had a feline smile pasted onto his face again.

"Matt, do you want another punch in the face?"

He got the message and went back to concentrating on his DS.

"Are you clueless?" the unknown voice demanded. "TORI FUCKING LIKES Y- Nothing."

"…What?"

"NOTHING."

"Tell me!"

"PISS OFF, SISSY GIRLY GIRL!" it taunted.

"I'M NOT A SISSY, DAMN IT!"

"TORI! TORI!" it yelled.

She came out of the room. "Hm? Who is it?"

"MELLO LIKES…"

"NO," Mello interrupted.

"…Chocolate."

The girl raised an eyebrow. "And? I knew that."

"You two have a lot in common! You both love chocolate! Both aggressive and emotional. And you hate Near! And… HEY MATT!"

"Yeah?" Matt mumbled, slightly distracted by the flashing screen while pressing buttons furiously.

"What else does Tori and Mello have in common?"

"Well, they both love e- Oops, I said too much."

"Matt, spill it or else the DS and everything else gets it!" the person intimidated.

His eyes immediately snapped away from the screen. "…But that's no fun!"

Tori stared at them in confusion before deciding to return to the bedroom. A random knife appeared, hovering above the DS.

"NO!" Then he began singing out of desperation. "MELLO AND TORI, SITTING IN A TREE. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

Mello twitched at the annoying tune. "Matt, shut it."

"Mello, if Tori asked you out for real, what would you say?" The anonymous person sure likes to stick their nose into other people's businesses.

"…Why do you wanna know?"

"I'm just asking?"

"Too bad!" he said smugly. "You're not getting an answer!"

"Alright, so I'll tell Tori you said no?"

"Whatever. …Wait, what?"

"I WILL TELL TORI, THE PERSON YOU EFFING LOVE, THAT YOU SAID NO."

"But she didn't even ask."

"You don't know that."

Matt, having lost interest in Mello's persistence, resumed playing his game once again. "I'm gonna beat this, oh yeahhh!"

An invisible hand picked up the DS, floating out of the gamer's reach.

"Hey! I was pl-"

"MATT, DON'T YOU THINK MELLO AND TORI SHOULD DATE?"

"Uh, sure?"

"...Yes or no? With a straight face."

"Sure means yes."

"Why?" the unnamed person prompted.

"'Cause they love ea- …Er, yeah!"

"I'm holding the DS hostage if you don't finish that." A bucket filled with water appeared, about to tilt over the electronic device.

"Okay, okay! Mello and Tori love e-" He faltered again when he caught sight of Mello glowering at him.

A drop of water dripped onto the DS.

Matt pulled his hair in exasperation, staring at his beloved game with large, piteous eyes. "Why are you threatening me? Do it to Mello!"

"FINISH IT!"

"IF YOU DO, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" This threat from the chocoholic clearly didn't help with the situation.

Stripy-shirt's gaze shifted from his living best friend to his non-human best friend. "B-but..."

"YAY FOR DESTRUCTION!" the water screamed (not really), tipping.

"NO, WAIT!"

"YA, MATT?" the anonymous voice said.

"Sorry Mello, but I treasure my DS more!" He gave the chocoholic an apologetic glance, before blurting out: "TORIANDMELLO,THEYLOVEEACHTOTHER!"

Just then, Tori happened to walk out again. "Hey gu-"

The bucket of water vanished with a poof, and the DS dropped from mid-air. Matt leapt across the room and caught the device, cuddling it lovingly.

"…What did you say?" she questioned the teenager.

"I… I didn't say anything!"

"…Matt…" Mello's voice was oddly quiet.

"Y-yeah?"

"YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!" he roared, charging towards his friend. "IOJNFAIONF!"

"I… I HAD NO CHOICE!" Matt bawled, holding out his hands in front of him in an attempt to defend what was coming.

In slow motion, Mello grabbed him by his shoulder and-

FALCON… PUUUUNCCHHHH!

The incredible force caused Matt to crash to the ground. Impressively, he wasn't unconscious although his nose was covered in blood. He stared at the still-fuming male towering over him with widened eyes. Where the heck did he learn that?

"That was…" He stood up, stumbling slightly, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "…FUCKING PAINFUL!"

The former best friends resorted to a flurry of sissy slapping.

"Stop it, Mello!" Tori yelled, pulling him back.

"LET GO OF ME, TORI."

"NO! CALM YOURSELF!"

Matt took the chance to run to the other side of the room, still glomping his DS and glaring at the blond teenager with defiance. Mello stopped resisting and grumbled angrily.

"Shit…" the gamer swore, realizing how bad his nosebleed was.

"Sheesh…" Tori relaxed, releasing her grip. "Mello, what did Matt say that made you attack him?"

The male 'hmph'ed and looked away. "…Nothing."

"Mello."

"What?"

"Tell me the damn truth!"

"IT WAS NOTHING!" he snapped, irked.

"NOTHING MADE YOU ATTACK HIM?"

"Yeah right, as if it's not obvious…" Matt muttered from his corner.

"MATT, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Flames erupted in the temperamental teenager's eyes. "And yes, nothing made me attack him! I hit him because I felt like it!"

"Wow, thanks. I'm honoured to be your punch bag," he responded in a sarcastic tone.

"MELLO! STOP LYING!" Tori rebuked before stomping to his room and locking the door. "Liar…"

The enraged male turned to Matt, unsure of what to expect from him.

"You brought it on yourself, dude." He snorted in indignation before marching to his bedroom as well, slamming the door shut.

And Mello was left all alone in the living room.