Wow that was a long update! Sorry guys, life went bad there for a minute, but things are settled now. So without further ado, I'm gunna let you read the chapter you've been waiting for. Hopefully my other stories will be updated soon too. Thanks for the reviews, they helped me squeeze this sucker out for you guys.

Disclaimer: There is no possible way I could ever own Death Note because all my favorite characters die.

Be Aware! Mello is still cussing a lot, so keep the little kids away from your computer, and there is some mild violence.

"I don't give a flying fuck if you have to wear that outfit for six months; I'm not letting you in!" Mello shouted, the sound slightly muffled through the door.

Near and L were pulled out of their light sleep by some very obnoxious shouting from just down the hallway, and it was easily identified as Mello's voice as the shouting continued.

Both boys sighed in unison. Mello had locked Ryuk out, apparently, and it appeared that he would not be let back in for quite some time. If Ryuk had already managed to get locked out and Mello was this angry about it, the rest of the time in these rooms would be very unpleasant, to say the least.

And they hadn't even been together for a full nine hours yet. Oy vey.

In the next room…

Matt and Light heard the same argument as well, but since they were only half the distance L and Near were, it was much louder.

The two boys lay in their beds, curled into impossibly tight balls under their covers with their pillows pulled down over their heads; oh so very reluctant to leave the lands of their pleasant dreams. This was definitely not the way either of them wanted to wake up.

Matt, lazy as he was, liked Light and knew the teen was quite fond of sleep, but he also knew Mello wouldn't stop his rant until he was either satisfied, or his prey was dealt with; so, in favor of letting his crush sleep, he decided to be the bigger man and go shut Mello up.

He threw the covers off himself rather dramatically, and, in nothing but his boxers, socks and goggles, he exited the room, heading down the hall to Mello and Ryuk's room.

He banged on the door loudly and shouted, "Mello! It's me, Matt! Open the door and let me in!"

Mello paused his fervent arguing to reply, "Promise not to let Ryuk in?" his voice softer now because he knew Matt would never lie to him.

"I promise." Matt said, impatient. "Now open up."

The soft sound of the door being unlocked barely reached his ears before there was a rush of air, the locking sound again and Matt found himself inside the room before he even had time to blink.

"Whoa…" he said, a little disoriented before his eyes focused on Mello and he remembered his purpose. "Mello, why won't you let Ryuk back in?"

This question caught Mello a little off guard, and a violent blush crept out over his cheeks before he could put his 'pissed' expression on.

"W-Well, I um, you see, Ryuk and um, it, uh," his mouth instinctively cut itself off at every turn as he wracked his brain for a good way to say it without sounding like a complete and total homo to his best friend.

Matt folded his arms and leaned against the door, waiting patiently for his friend to form a sentence that was both complete and grammatically correct, actually, a whole word would be good at this rate. After a full two minutes of this, though, he got a little impatient.

"Would you just spit it out already?" he asked, and on receiving no response, he proceeded to ask, "Or should I go ask Ryuk what happened, instead?"

The blonde's stuttering stopped so suddenly, that for a moment; the whole world seemed to stop its spinning. Then, Mello's face turned so red, his skin itself looked to be made out of blood, a 'fish-out-of-water' look adorning his face as he started hyperventilating; it had to be the most frightened the blonde had looked in all the years Matt had known him.

And boy was he ever. The mere thought of Matt asking Ryuk what had transpired last night scared hi half to death. If Mello knew Ryuk at all, he would definitely tell Matt that Mello was a total fag and had just randomly started molesting hi in the middle of the night, or worse, he'd say that they'd—

Smack!

"Mello, snap out of it!"

Double smack!

Mello blinked, his breathing returning to normal.

"Jesus, Mello, don't scare me like that!"

Mello's backhand slap!

"Ouch! That hurt!" Matt said, rubbing his now tender cheek.

"Don't use the lord's name in vain." Mello chided sternly.

Matt rolled his eyes. "Well, at least you're back to normal. Now will you please tell me what happened?"

Mello inhaled deeply, gathering his nerves to tell his best friend about the horribly embarrassing event that he had unfortunately been caught in, but even that was not enough to say it in the open. The blond swallowed and leaned in close to Matt's right ear and whispered, "I'll only tell if you swear that you won't ever tell a soul what I'm about to say; and I mean anyone."

Matt could hear the seriousness in the other's voice, and the hand gripping his left shoulder firmly to emphasize that point. He knew whatever his friend had to tell him was very serious and important; something very secret and obviously traumatizing for the blond so he responded, quietly, "I promise Mello."

"Swear on your life?"

"I swear on my life. Now what is-?"

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Um, Mello?"

It was Matsuda. Of course, there was nothing particularly unusual about him knocking on the door in he morning, he was their teacher and it was his job to see that they got everything they needed done in the day, but at that moment, it was just another thing that had gone wrong in the past 24 hours.

Just outside the door…

"Mello, are you in there?" the teacher tentatively put his hand back down at his side, clearing his throat in preparation for another question.

"Did you know Ryuk's asleep in the hallway?"

In response to this, there was a loud thump from the other side of the door and a mumbled, "Fucking Matsuda…." Before the door was opened and out stepped Mello and Matt, clad in their respective pajamas, hair messy and tiredness clear in both faces.

The blond glared up at him and said, "Yes, I did know. What of it?"

The coldness in the boy's tone never failed to make Matsuda uneasy, and he stuttered, "I, well, um… nothing, I guess. But its time to get up; we've got a lot to do today."

"Isn't it Saturday though?" asked the confused red head, looking up at Matsuda curiously.

"Well, yes… but Roger needs to see all of you about what happened yesterday so I have to go wake up the other boys too."

And just as he said it and turned he saw Light leaning against the door frame to his and Matt's room, and farther down, L and Near in their own doorway. Each decent enough in their attire, Light's hair its usual hallow of perfection and a dull but still pleasant enough expression on his handsome face, while the other two had their hair atop their heads as it should have been and the same blank faces they always wore.

It was L who then spoke in his calm monotone, "That action is entirely unnecessary Matsuda. We have all been awake for a considerable amount of time."

"Ya… looks like…" the adult stood among them for another awkward moment before clearing his throat and nodding. "I guess I'll just leave you guys to get ready then…" and with that he awkwardly sauntered off down the hallway, back the way he came, wondering why the boys were always so strange.

'Strangest in the whole school, I'm sure…Oh well though. They're always kind of fun to look after...' He thinks, smiling to himself.

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