Hey guys! This chapter is dedicated to Amaya-Ai, my first reviewer and a total sweetie for being so nice to me! (It's weird how much we have in common!) I hope she likes it as much as she liked the other chapter, but it's okay if she doesn't. I also hope that reading this isn't a waste of anybody's time. Enjoy please!



Recap

"You like her?" He whispered incredulously. Matt nodded sheepishly. "Uh, I'm still here!" I said, waving my arms around, trying to get they're attention. Mello growled and launched himself at Matt before I could even process what was happening.

"Ugh! Get off me, bastard! She likes me more!" Was Matt's shriek.

"No way you fucking moron! I'm her favorite!" Mello screamed back.

"There's no possible way she could like a chocolate-whore like you more than me!"

"Oh yeah?! Well guess what! I have a bigger dick than you!"

"No you don't! Shut up man-bitch!"

I sighed, this was really new to me, having two guys fight over me like this. Fists were flying, clothes were actually getting torn, and I was watching helplessly, unable to do a thing. And then they started arguing about how big they were, and I just didn't want to hear that.

"Guys, really, cut it out!" I cried, taking a step toward the almost cartoon-like cloud of dust that was shrouding the fighting boys.

"It's no use."

I turned around to look at Near. "What?"

"It's no use. When those two get fighting, there's almost no way to break them up." He said blankly.

I blinked, then had an idea. Probably a stupid one, but it was an idea nonetheless.

I pulled the front of my tank top down about an inch or so, rubbed my eyes until they were a little red, and sniffed, holding my hand up to my mouth. I hoped I looked cute enough, if me being cute is even possible. "G-Guys, please stop fighting." I whimpered, feeling dumb but hoping it would work.

Mello froze in mid-punch and Matt loosened his grip on Mello's neck to look at me. For a second I could've sworn I saw hearts in their eyes. I suddenly realized that it was probably a bad idea after all as both of them glomped me at the same time.

"GYAH!" I squealed as the three of us were knocked to the ground. Matt's arms were around my waist the blond was hanging on to my neck, burying his face I my hair. 'Well, at least they stopped fighting…' I thought as they cuddled me.

I heard the door open. "HELP ME!" I cried, not caring who it was.

There was a low chuckle that sounded familiar. I strained my neck to look up and saw L. My heart skipped a beat. 'But only because he's my idol! I don't have a crush on him or anything! I think…' "Do you need any help?" L asked. I nodded awkwardly.

"Mello, Matt, please get off of Amethystte? The poor girl needs air." He said. The boys blushed and jumped off of me almost at the speed of light. I clutched my neck dramatically and took in a big breath. "Oxygen!" I wheezed, making everybody giggle a little bit. (AN: I didn't have a manly enough synonym for chuckle…)

L continued. "So, what was the snuggle fest about?" He asked simply, not really caring that he, the famous L, just said 'snuggle fest'. Mello and Matt's faces turned red again and they laughed nervously, scratching the back of their necks.

I wondered how they were going to explain how Matt said he had a crush on me, Blondie attacked him, I seduced them to stop the fighting, and they glomped me.

"Matt said he had a crush on her, Blondie attacked him, she seduced them to stop the fighting, and they glomped her." Near answered. My eye twitched. 'Is he some kind of mind reader?' "Yes Amethystte, yes I am." He replied to my thoughts. I jumped, he caught me off guard there.

I felt Mello's arm around me. "Don't worry about the sheep, honey, he just does that to scare the shit out of everybody. He can't really read your mind." He said reassuringly, pressing his cheek to mine.

"Yes I can."

Mello growled. "Prove it! What am I thinking of right now?"

Near hesitated. "You're thinking about Amethystte, and the fact that you can, 'Totally see down her shirt right now!'." He answered monotonously. Mello tensed up, verifying that Near was right. Why that little— !

I felt my face heat up and I spun around, punching Mello in the nose. He winced, but chuckled. "Feisty…" I heard him mumble, earning him a kick where it hurts the most. "Asshole." I muttered. Matt stared at me for a whole five seconds before he fell to the ground in hysterics, and Near somehow kept a straight face through all of it.

I noticed Mello still staring at me lustily, so I gave him the finger and strode off toward Near. I knew at least he had more sense than to think/talk/act like that pervert did. I suddenly remembered earlier. "I'm not a pervert or anything, so don't think I am for landing on you like that!" I mentally snorted. That's the problem with guys. Fucking liars…

Just to piss Blondie off, I sat down and wrapped my arms around the albino. He blushed a little bit, and Mello was fuming. I looked over at Matt and saw that the redhead was totally distracted with his Gameboy. L had disappeared. I wonder where he went…

"By the way," Near started, "Mello doesn't usually apologize quickly, so don't expect him to say much other than how sexy you are and how much he wants to get in your pants. Oh, and if he does say that, feel free to kick his ass." He said quietly. I stared at said chocoholic, interested by Near's words.

Maybe I wouldn't mind so much if Mello did say those things…

My eyes widened as I realized what the hell I just thought. "Bad! Bad! Bad!" I cried, repeatedly slapping myself in the forehead.

"What's wrong?" Near asked, a bit of concern in his usual empty voice. I blushed. "Er, nothing… I'm fine. Just thinking…" Near shrugged and went back to his toys, while I returned to thinking about the bitchy blond winking at me.

'What is up with me today?' I wondered. Maybe these crazy ass boys just aren't around much women. I briefly wondered if L was going to confess his love to me, but it passed. He's too old for me. Wait, why was I sad right there? I felt my cheeks heat up. "GYAH!" I cried, pulling my jacket up over my shoulders and pulling the hood over my head so nobody could see my face and I laid down on my side. I stayed like that for a while.

A hand pulled the hood away from my face. Blinking slightly at the light, I saw Matt staring at me with a big smile. "Hey sleeping beauty!" He said brightly.

"Wh-What? I was sleeping?" I wondered, looking around. Sure enough, the light was shining in through the window at a slightly different angle. "Oh crap! How long was I out?!" I asked frantically.

"Not long." Someone's voice came from behind me. I stood up quickly and punched them in the face. "Oh! Mello! I'm really sorry! You scared me!" I gasped. "Geez Am, you're pretty jumpy right now. What's up?" He asked, wincing as he put a finger on his now-bruised cheek.

"Nothing, I'm fine. Where's my room? A few days ago Frankie said some weird ass dude talked to her on the phone and had some people move all my crap to this place." I said, distracted by the large purple bruise I left on Mello's face. I really didn't know I could hit that hard…

Both of the boys' eyes lit up at the same time. "I know! I know!" They sang in unison, then glared at each other. "No, I'm taking her to her room!" They chorused and Mello attacked Matt again.

I decided not to even get involved this time and walked out quietly, planning on walking around until I found someone who could help me.

It took me ten minutes of just randomly wandering the halls until I tripped over Near, who was sitting in the middle of the hallway, just playing with some Transformer toys. "Hey Near can you—"

"Help you find your room?" He finished my question, then paused. "I thought we already established that I could read your mind." He answered my unspoken statement.

Five minutes later, Near asked Roger about where my room was, and it turned out to be right between Near's and the obsessive fanboys (Mello and Matt, in case you didn't read the names before for some reason…) probably still fighting over me in the playroom. Oh god, this really can't be good, me living in the room right next to theirs. I'm gonna have to sleep with one eye open for the rest of my time here, unless they start stalking me when I leave Wammy's, then I'll have to sleep with one eye open for the rest of my life. Those thoughts were suddenly pushed away as I opened the door.

"Woah!"