A/N: I swear Murphy's Law never fails. I mentioned I would get excited over two reviews. But, on Sunday, I got thirteen in one day! XD You guys rock seriously. And I got another one yesterday...I feel like dancing right now! Anyway, here's the chapter. XP

Disclaimer: I only own dreams inside my head that I sometimes have regarding Death Note. But, not much else.

Chapter 21: View

As aforementioned, we and the guys skulked about the city to follow those certain people. The days elapsed while we did so, rarely spending time at the apartment. I speak in this repetitive manner, for we even were busy on Christmas day executing our tasks. It wasn't until evening when we gathered around the living room, with me holding gifts for Matt and Mello. Of course, I got them what they wanted, a video game and a chocolate bar respectively. At least they had been simple to shop for. Matt had forgotten buying presents, though took ice cream out of the fridge and tried to pass it off as a gift for me. I didn't believe him as I resolved to laugh and thank him anyway. Mello just hated the cheery holiday season altogether, so he hardly bothered with shopping.

After the briefest exchange of gifts in history, I gestured to Matt to follow me. I lead him out to the fire escape of our apartment, so that he could see for himself what Tokyo looked like during the evening. The lights from the tallest skyscrapers seemed to intensify as the sun set, and cars zoomed along below us. These vehicles practically looked like ants from where we stood. Pleased with the scenery, I sighed contently, realizing that happiness for me was complete. No longer did I dwell on L's death, which would always make me sorrowful. I just thought it was time to move on with life. After all, I had Matt by my side, Mello was still my friend, and I felt so much more satisfied with my current circumstances.

"I told you it looks great," I told Matt while turning toward him, my hand resting on the rail. He appeared thoughtful for a brief moment before smiling.

"Can't argue with you there," he replied in his precise, truthful way in which he always spoke. Honestly, he was not a huge fan of words and preferred to be lazy when it came to saying them. I loved that even more about him—he never changed. He maintained a predictability about him that I found pleasant.

"I really love this place," I remarked almost dreamily to him as I draped my arm over his shoulder. "It's so beautiful when it nears dark like this. This was why I originally wanted to come here—just to see the sights. I never imagined I would get caught up in a case."

Matt snorted with sardonic laughter. "Me neither, but hey, I wanted to help Mello."

I nodded, merely diverting my attention to the sunset with its tapestry of shades. Blue, pink, yellow, orange, and navy that approached and closed in on the other colors. For, night would come shortly, its ethereal beauty that would possibly inspire a song or two out of me. Nature affected me profoundly like that, even if urban lights like these would prevent me from gazing at the stars. And stars were pretty much what the nocturnal hours were all about. Drifting my dark eyes toward Matt, I randomly started to try imagining what he would look like without his goggles. And, honestly, that's something really difficult to comprehend, much less picture.

When he noticed that I squinted, he inquired, "What are you trying to do, V?"

"I'm trying to imagine you without goggles. I find it's more difficult than I thought."

He smirked as he leaned comfortably back against the rail of the fire escape. "Oh, really? Well, considering I never take them off, you would be wondering that."

Proceeding to climb on top of the rail, he added as he allowed himself to dangle upside down, "But, maybe, we'll have a Spiderman kiss in which I take off my goggles. How's that sound?"

Thoroughly surprised at this dangerous stunt, I scolded, "Quit doing that, you bloody git!" and dragged his feet so he could get back on the platform.

Unfortunately, he fell on top of me in the process, either purposely done or accidental.

I had no idea why he lost his balance, but I felt incredibly awkward with this situation. It must have looked rather disturbing, so of course I was blushing like mad, too. Worst of all, Mello apparently heard the distinct thump of Matt's fall, which compelled him to investigate this matter. The chocoholic wrinkled his nose from disgust upon noting this sight of his two friends arranged like this.

"What are you two doi—you know what? I don't even want to know. Have fun," he snorted sarcastically and proceeded to move on with his own devices.

I glanced up at Matt reproachfully. "That was no accident, Matt. You just did that to make a fool out of me."

You're blushing, though. You know you liked that."

More color spread onto my face, which inwardly frustrated me. It didn't matter that Matt caused this, I still felt highly awkward. And my pride repulsed from such treatment. However, he was confident that he would earn my positive attention again when I sensed his breath hovering above my ear lobe. I turned my head to the side, willing to listen to what he had to say.

He asked almost playfully, "Are you shy, V?"

"No...just socially awkward with others most of the time. I speak quite often, you know."

"Social awkwardness? It's the same thing," came the kindly teasing whisper.

Soon, he proceeded to sit upright, and I did the same thing, though looked much more rigid and tense. Despite my nerves, I rather enjoyed being this close to him.

We sat like this silently for quite an amount of time, merely observing the painted twilit sky darken into nighttime navy. I became bored, but just before I rose to my feet, Matt stood up.

"Close your eyes," he directed, his eyes gleaming as though he had just come up with a plan.

"Why?"

"Just do it," he responded to my question while chuckling again. I rolled my eyes, though I complied, for I did trust him. I only wondered what this big surprise would be.

While my eyes remained closed, I heard the rustling of his jeans, which seemed to sneak up behind me. I assumed he scooted slyly toward me, all the while my curiosity increasing. What had he planned for me? Something slid down my forehead, an object feeling like a small weight on my head. Speculating on this mystery item, I figured that it was obviously some sort of eyewear. And there was only one type I had seen lately.

"All right, it's OK to open your eyes now," I heard Matt's voice containing suppressed eagerness murmur in my ear.

Once I opened my dark orbs, all I saw was red. The sky looked red, the skyscrapers looked red—everything seemed to alter into this one color. I blinked several times, ensuring that I currently saw everything like this.

When I discovered for certain that this was the case, I remarked, "I hope you didn't put anything in my ice cream earlier, Matt."

He laughed yet again, which compelled me to turn my attention to him. He wasn't wearing his goggles. That shocked me, for he looked so different than usual; he was even more handsome to me, now that his emerald eyes sparkled more clearly. The goggles had hindered that before, and now I wore them. They felt weird on my face, though I finally received the chance to see the world through rose-colored glasses—or, in this case, goggles. I smiled contently and gently punched Matt's shoulder.

"You are so devious!" I accused, but I smiled even wider.

He grinned like he honestly didn't regret making me undergo a little surprise.

"Well, you said you wondered what I was like without goggles. What else was I supposed to do? You know me well enough, V."

"True...but I suppose my eyes look even bigger, like a weird insect's. I know that it's completely idiotic to feel so self-conscious about them, but the orphans often poked fun at me. It's just...deterring, you know?"

Drawing me close to him, Matt gazed at me kindly before whispering, "Hey, I like big eyes."

I kissed him since I considered that the right response, I admit it.

Slightly ruffling my hair when we parted, he assured me, "Your eyes are fine. The orphans over there were idiots. They were gifted, and they were idiots. Heh, irony!"

I laughed and pushed the goggles back from my eyes to get the best view of him without goggles. After all, I probably would never see him without them again.

Wearing a smirk while he still kept one arm around me, he asked, "You think I'm sexy, don't you?"

"Don't presume what I already think," I chided him, though smiled like a hypocrite.

"You're smiling much more than you used to," Matt remarked, stroking my raven hair lazily. "I like it. You just seem the most perfect when you smile."

"You didn't have to tell me twice! Seriously, though, I thank you for the compliment."

We kissed yet again, loving every second of our time together.

A/N: Yeah, some more fluff for you guys. XD I know it was probably OOC for Matt to lose the goggles for once, but he put them on V...so I guess that's in character. Crazy guy! XD And, Mello just looking at them like he thinks...yeah, I blushed when I wrote that part, LOL! But, I'm still adamant about the no lemons thing. I would get torched for writing them, believe me (shudders).

Tomorrow, mine story shalt be updateth! Review please!