A/N: I just wanted to say that I'm probably going to update 2-3 times a week and-

Mello: -.-

Me: D,: What now Mellllo?

Mello: Do you always have to add this in?

Me: Well, of course. Besides, don't forget about the bees, as mentioned by fallout_killjoy ~

Mello: 0_0

Matt: MeaJeevas does not own Death Note, only her O.C. Fate.

Me: MATTY HEY HOW YA DOIN

Matt could only stare. It was as if the world, as if fate, was trying to prevent him from avoiding the small redhead.

"..Hello?.." Fate piped up once again. What was with this guy? Matt snapped out of his reverie, glancing at Fate once agin.

"S-sorry." Matt a faint blush covered his cheeks. What was happening? Both children remained standing in the hall. An awkward silence had settled, niether dared to speak a word.

"MATT!" A familiar voice broke the silence. "Ditching already? Tsk tsk. " Mello clicked his tongue, wrapping his around Matt's stiff shoulders. "What a rebel."

"No, it's not like that" Matt hurried to explain himself. "I was just talking to-" Matt's head whipped around to the spot Fate had previously stood.

"..With yourself?" Matt stood, shocked at the events that had just transpired. The blonde shook his head.

"Let's go, I'm decent with explanations." Mello guided Matt towards his next class.

The day dragged on. Lessons were boring, and Matt would've rather been playing one of his precious video games. He had heard, from Mello, that there was a supposed play room somewhere in Wammy's. Although anyone was welcome, it was mainly occupied by Near, and his endless lego towers.

Matt had made up his mind, and after a long day of learning, he wanted nothing more than to curl up underneath a TV and play one of his games. He did just that. After thoroughly checking the play room, there was no sign of anybody, let alone Near. Matt was pleased to find a gaming system and many of his frequently played games located under a large flat screen. Pulling out a plush beanbag chair, Matt soon foind himself immersed in his game.

It wasn't until hours later that Matt finally heard the shuffling. Slowly, he removed his headphones and proceeded to cautiously stand.

"Is anyone there?" Matt called out. Maybe it's Near, he thought, come to reclaim his territory.

Matt couldn't have been more wrong.

Just then one of Near's infamous towers went crashing to the ground.

"Fate?"

"Ah. You seem to have caught me." Fate blushed, feeling awful embarrassed.

"What're you doing here?" Matt voiced his thought, puzzled by Fate's very presence.

"Well, I was searching for near, and I had assumed he would be here. That was when I stumbled upon you. I thought you were Near for a moment, but I realized he would never assert himself with such.. automation."

"So you just got here?" Matt pressed further.

"No, not exactly. See, I've only visited this room a few times, and I've never been in contact with this kind of machinery. I was curious, especially because you seemed so facinated, so I stayed, and I-I watched." Fate was beyond embarrassed at this point, her face beginning to turn tomato red. Matt watched her reaction closely. If it had been any one else, he would have been bothered, so why was Fate different?

"It's alright." Fate perked up at this.

"R-really?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, it's not like you hurt anybody." Fate grinned, all traces of her previous mortification gone.

"I just realized something, I don't know your name." Fate spoke.

"I'm Matt."

"Fate."

Matt decided to keep his knowledge of her name to himself.