Matt stared through the crack in the door. Mello was sitting on the floor where Near had just been. How did Matt know? The uncompleted puzzle was there.

And Mello..

Was finishing it. Or at least attempting to. He tried to fit the peices in, and frustration was building inside the sad blonde kid.

"How does he do this? Its impossible!" The blonde tried fitting a white peice with another white peice. "They're all white!" the peice didn't fit, so Mello threw the piece agaisnt the wall before scrambling forward to get it, making sure not to smush or break anything. There was a stinging sensation behind the blonde's eyes, yet he wasn't near crying.

He closed his eyes tightly together and tried to rub his eyes. The sensation got worse. It was as though someone was rubbing a lemon or something in them. "Gah.." He said before sitting down, inches from the thrown puzzle peice.

The red-headed-orange-goggled-kid watched through the door, slightly intrested. Was Mello going to cry over Near again?

No, he wasn't... Or at least not in public.

Mello opened his eyes and attempted to keep them open. He lasted maybe two seconds before he had to shut them. Two seconds was all Matt needed.

Mello's eyes were orange tinted. The water that flowed down his cheeks were as well. Either Mello was bleeding out of his eyes, or someone had something orange in his eyes.

Neither knew of the problem with Near. The hot sauce incident. No on knew of that slightly.. screw slightly, the ginormous connection that Mello and Near shared.

It would appear they were the same person at times. This proved it even more so.. but the strange part was even stranger than that.

Near and Mello were nothing alike.

Near and Mello were different blood lines.

Near and Mello had a thing for each other.

Near and Mello were different letters of the alphabet...

Near and Mello were 13 & 14.. So why was Mello second?

Because they were nothing alike.

Matt had ran to go get Roger, fearing what was happening to his best friend. His ..buddy.

"Roger! Roger! Roger!" Matt yelled running for his office.

"What is it this time Matt? I don't have any more ba--"

"I don't want batteries! Mello needs help!"

"We all know that. Now, Matt, please leave me to my duties, and stop joking around."

"I'm not joking! Somethings wrong with him!"

"Matt, I would appreciate if you didn't point out the obvious, and if the boy wants some chocolate go bother the cook. Run along now. I don't have time for you."

"Ugh! Roger Mello needs hel-- You aren't worth it!" He ran away and towards the infirmary. "Ms. Nurse Lady!" Matt yelled, running into said lady.

"..Yes, Mr. Matt?"

..Mr. Matt.. If Matt hadn't been worrying so much, he would have laughed.

"Eyes.. Orange... like.. goggles..."

"Matt, calm down. Whats wrong? Your eyes look fine to me."

"Mine are fine! Mello's eyes are orange!"

"..We never gave him contacts."

"I'm talking about his eyes, not his pupils... They.. Just come with me!" Matt was getting frustrated. He didn't lie that much, did he?

... He probably did..

Matt walked away, making sure the nurse lady was following. He led her to the playroom where Mello was still sitting..

And he was in the same place. His eyes appeared orange tinted to Matt, but the nurse saw nothing. Not even the tears.

"Look! His eyes are orange tinted and he's crying orange tears!"

"..Uhm, Matt, did you break into the medication cabinet and take something? Mello is fine. He just has his eyes closed."

Mello looked up. His eyes hurt so much, but he wouldn't say anything. He felt like crying. He had been, but he wiped the tears off his face. Matt had been watching him?

"No! I didn't do anything bad! I sware he was crying and his eyes were orange.."

"Matt, I think you need to sleep. Let's take you to bed."

"No!" Mello and Matt both said. The nurse looked at Mello.

"Mello, are you OK?"

"Fine. Let Matt stay. I was playing a trick on him. I didn't think you'd think he was crazy." No retorts. No jeering. Mello was lying. Only Matt knew that.

"You shouldn't lie like that, Mello. Its unhealthy and rude to Matt."

"I know, I'm sorry." The nurse nodded, patted his head, and walked over.

Matt waited until the uncomfortable silence between the two became unbearable. And until the nurse was sure the be gone.

"You lied Mells. What really happened? Your eyes look orange to me, but not to her."

"I don't know! I was trying to do the puzzle, and I couldn't do it, so I threw a peice and when I went to go get it, my eyes started stinging. It hurt.. And still does. It feels like lemon juice was in my eyes, but since you said orange, maybe hotsauce. I dunno why its happening, and I don't want it to... I don't know anymore! Near's supposed to be here to tell me that I'm overreacting and being stupid, but he isn't here so I don't know what to do, and you can't help me!" Mello's voice was starting to sound slightly whiney. Big surprise there, no?

Matt was offended, but decided not to take it to literal. Mello was distraught, what was to be expected? "Want me to help you with the puzzle?"

"Near could do it by himself, and I can't. I'm a failure. No wonder I'm second. I should be dead last."

Mello was becoming negative again.

It was slightly annoying.

"No, you shouldn't. You're second because.. well, first is for loosers. Third is for idiots. Second is perfect."

"Near isn't a looser, Mail!" Nothing about him being an idioit.

"Watch the use of first names here, Miheal.."

"God! You annoy me!"

"And you're perfectly innocent? Never annoying? Never doing anything wrong?"

"..No. That was Near. Near was perfect, innocent, and now some bastard took him from me!"

"Mello! Not everything revolves around you! You think you're the only one who misses him? I miss him because at least when he was around you weren't so arrogant and negative!"

"Screw you."

"No thanks."

"It wasn't an offer."

"Exactly."

Silence consumed the air between them.

"Mello.."

"Mail."

Sigh.

"This is pointless, Mells."

"You're pointless."

"I know." He grabbed Mello by the face and looked him in the eyes. Mello looked back.

Matt didn't know what the fuck he was doing next, he just did.

He brought his lips upon Mello's and kissed him. Hard. The click of a camera was heard and both broke away. "Matt, what the fuck was the meaning of that?" Mello was pissed.

"..I'm not sorry." He got up and left. He saw a brown-headed kid running down the hall laughing.

..Shit. That wasn't good.

Mello would hate him even more so now.

Mello stared after Matt. Had he just done that? Really? Matt just.. took advantage of him! He didn't ask for that, nor did he enjoy it. He never would. He wants Near to do that to him, not some goggle-faced moron.

Oh who was he kidding.

He was confused.

Green pillow confused.*

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Near glared up at the copy when he returned. He was going to attempt to turn the tables, but knew he'd have little chance at that.

Didn't hurt to try, no?

"Well, well. You haven't moved much, have you?" the copy asked.

"What do you want with me?"

"Oh just about everything. Mainly.."

"Mainly what?"

"Shut up."

"No. Now, what do you want from me? L?"

"..Yes, infact, I do want L. I want him to suffer as I have."

"Then why take me?"

"Because your next in line."

"So? Theres plenty behind me."

"But you're in front."

"So? Didn't you get that its an orphanage, and that no one there has anyone who cares about them? L doesn't care about me, sure, I may be first, but that means nothing. For all I know I was first born. For all I know I was the first not to be killed when born. Who knows? Who cares? I just honestly would find you killing me a complete and utter merciful thing to do, whether it has torturous events or not." Lies.

That paused the murderer. "I see.. Well, I would know about the orphanage, since I went there. I made the first in line commit suicide, threatening to kill him if he didn't do it himself... And I told him I wouldn't make it fun. So he killed himself. I didn't expect him too, but ah well. I thought I'd be next, but I guess not."

"Its not so fun being first. Especially with Mello. He torments me alot. Not that it usually bothers me, it just annoys me, ya know?" Truth.

"I hate when people do that."

..Fall for the plan.

"Yea.. In a way I'm grateful to you. In another way I'm not. I don't like what you do to me, but I do appreciate you getting me out." Half true.

"Well, maybe since I have L coming my way, I can go easy on you?"

"It'd be nice.. I was expecting worse already, but I guess I got lucky."

"Yea, I wasn't really going to do much to you. I was saving it all for L, really.'

"Understandable."

"So who do you dispise enough to were you'd do the same?"

"Mello." Lies.

"I see."

Silence.

B got up. "Er... Lemme go get you some clothes, and something to drink.. We're going to need to flush your eyes out before they get infected."

Ohyea.. Near had totally forgotten.

"Please?" Near asked.

B nodded and left.

What did Near just do?

This one if short, I know. Don't shoot me. I'm busy right now with studying and homework and end of the year exams. I know I said that I'd make this one longer, but I lied. Sorry!

B is a bit out of character, but the next chapter should explain why.

Spell Check wouldn't work, so any mispelled words are not my fault. And And And, This chapter is raw. Point out anything for me and I'll fix it.

Green Pillow Confused = Unsure what to do; what to decide. Confused about something.