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Feels like forever since I've updatds, even though it's been like (four?) days XD. I just love updating now that I have my new Toshiba.

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I'm thinking of ending this in just four more chapters, but I want to do a Poll on my profile where you can vote for four more or two more. Thing is, I have no freakin' clue how to make polls. I barely figured out how to make links (lame, I know), but I'm clueless on polls. Anyone know how to do it? You can PM me :D. I would really appreciate it.

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"I am Mello, king of chocolatiers!"

"I am Matt, the king's gamer!"

"…"

"Aw come on, Near. You have to be something! Oh, you can be the king's baby sheep!"

"No."

"Be my sheep."

"..."

"Fine then. Gamer! Take him to the dungeons!"

"Yes, your majesty!"

L and Beyond were watching secretively from the kitchen as Matt took hold of Near's small hand, and led him to the corner behind the couch. There, Near sat on the floor, and Matt pretended to tie him up.

"OK, King Mello won't let you have any toys, but here's your robot. Shhh; you can't tell him, 'kay?"

"OK."

"I'll be back later to check up on you."

Matt walked back to where Mello was, and from the two look-alike's hiding place, they could vaguely make out a small lecture being given by the redhead.

"Forgive me, King Mello, but you can't keep locking him up just because he doesn't want to be your sheep!" Matt's arms were flailing about, and he had a bewildered and stern expression on his little freckled face.

"Royal Gamer, this is a dictatorship, where the King, which would be me, makes all the decisions. You don't have a say, and if you do, then your opinions don't matter." Mello was not pointing at Matt, chocolate bar in hand, and a smug look plastered across that baby-chubby face of his.

"Fine! But don't come crying to me when he escapes from his spot!"

"Hmph!"

Snickering, the two men emerged from their secret place, and sat on opposite sides of the living room, just so the children wouldn't suspect anything. They were geniuses, after all,

"L!" Mello went running up to the detective, and latched onto his leg. For once, the strange man wasn't sitting in his usual crouching position.

It was kind of weird, really, what had been happening to L since he allowed Beyond into his heart exactly four days ago. Now that he had someone so close to him, he didn't need to sit the way he usually sat, nor did he feel compelled to chew his thumb whenever he was deep in thought. In fact, it seemed as if Beyond had helped his thinking process far more than his usual quirks ever did.

It was weird, and comforting at the same time.

However, L was not going to complain, because his mind was still intact, and Beyond was officially a part of him.

Emotionally, not physically.

Yes, L had thought about the physical aspects of his and Beyond's relationship. He was not worried, because Beyond made a promise, and L trusted him in entirely. Although, he wondered what Beyond would decide to do once it was time for the children to leave. Would he want to live with L or go home? Mind you, Beyond was only an hour's drive away, but L would not mind at all if Beyond were to choose to live with him. After all, they were best friends, had been since they were in their teenage years. But now, there were only nineteen days left, and it felt as if their days were going by so quickly. L didn't want to push Beyond into anything, just like Beyond wasn't pushing anything, either. Still, he couldn't help but wonder.

We'll cross that bridge when we get there, L thought to himself, and for once, the voice inside his head was his own.

Speaking of voices, there was currently a four year old's trying to get his attention, and L noticed that this was the second time he had zoned out within a timespan of a few days.

"I'm sorry, Mello. What was your question?"

"I said, 'do you and Beyond want to be my loyal subjects?'" Mello answered with a slight demanding tone. He did not look too happy at being ignored. "Beyond already said yes, so you have to say yes, too. You are now my loyal subject."

"What was the point of asking me, then, if you were going to decide anyways?" L asked in an amused voice.

"L," Beyond warned. "Don't pick a fight with a four year old."

"I wasn't. I was just asking."

Beyond looked at him skeptically for a moment. "All right, then. Mello, what do we have to do?"

"You have to sit there and listen to me, and answer my questions. I will call on one of you. There will be none of that raise your hand crap, because my teachers at Wammy's always do that. Mattie here is going to give you each five marshmallows, and for every answer you get correct, you win one. For every wrong answer, you lose one. Are we clear?"

"Yes," the men said in unison, and the talking and asking and answering of questions soon began.

"OK, so, my name is Mihael Keehl, but that's King Mihael Keehl, to you two. Now, Beyond, who am I to you? "

"You are King Mihael Keehl," Beyond answered, and hadding emphasis just as Mello had, and hee instantly received a marshmallow."

Mello looked pleased with himself. "Good. 'Kay, Mattie is now my best friend."

"Really?" Said child was beaming, and hoping that Mello wasn't making this up for the sake of the game.

"Of course, Mattie. Why else would I call you 'Mattie'? During these past few days, you've shown me that you're not so much of a baby anymore!"

It was true. Around the fourth day of their stay, Matt and Mello had began to go on a few late night adventures to the kitchen to steal some chocolate from the fridge. Matt had been afraid of the dark, but accompanied Mello nonetheless. He had not been about to show the blond child his weakness.

"How has he shown you?" L asked. He wondered what the little redhead could have possibly done to become the best friend of such a rowdy child.

"He just has. On to my talking," Mello answered, without much of an answer.

An hour and a half and fifty marshmallows later, Mello had tired himself out and sat down on the floor. During their 'game', Near stood up and agreed to be Mello's sheep, to which Mello denied his offer, because he decided that he didn't want to degrade the toddler in such a way. So Mello let Near be part of his group of royal subjects, and the albino child was rewarded with marshmallows of his own.

"OK, children, I believe it is time for your naps." Beyond stood up with Near in his arms, who was already fast asleep. L gathered Matt and Mello in his gangly limbs, and the two men took them upstairs. There, they decided to place the three of them in L's king-sized bed.

"Goodnight, you three. When you wake, dinner will be ready," and Beyond pulled the covers over them and shut the door.

"Y'know, I really like it here," said Mello to Matt, once he was sure Beyond and L were downstairs. "I think those two are getting along better. Even Near and I have been more like friends. And you're really my best friend. I promise. Mattie are you listening?"

But the small gamer was fast asleep, curled up on his side and snuggling into Near who was in between the two.

Mello smiled, and curled into Near's other side, in what looked like a protective way.

He was out in four seconds flat.

AfterNote: Okay, this was going to be one big chapter, but I've decided to split it up. The next part of this will have L talking to Beyond about what they're going to do. Yes, L is going against his 'cross that bridge when we get there', statement. So it might be posted later tonight or on Monday. I will try to post during the weekend if I can, but I believe I will be fairly busy.

Hope you liked it :).