A/N: I do not own Death Note or any of its characters.

A/N: This one is a little long, but still shorter than a thousand words, so I guess it can still be accepted as a drabble, right?

superstrawberryL: That is actually a WONDERFUL idea and I can't wait until I get it posted, but right now I'm having a bit of trouble making it work, you know? It's hard getting Near's personality right while he's doing such an uncharacteristic thing. But I will get it done and make you the happiest person in the world while I'm at it! It just might take a bit :P

J Is For Jeevas: I agree. Everybody needs a little more Matt! So this one is just for you. Enjoy! :D

"Do you need any help?" The man jumped and turned around when he heard your voice. He came to your store at least three times a week and bought two games every time. Usually zombie games or stuff to do with fighting and war. He was actually kinda cute. His clothes were a bit odd, though. Oh, and those goggles. What was up with those? They prevented you from seeing his eye color.

"Uhh-" he cursed under his breath when he knocked down a few games that were stacked on the shelf next to him and quickly bent down to pick them up. You stifled a laugh and leaned down to help him. His movements were a bit jerky and clumsy, often dropping the games again after he picked them up. "S-sorry," He looked panicked and embarrassed.

"It's okay," You smiled and put a reassuring hand on his arm. "My name's [y/n], what's your name?" He looked up from hiding his embarrassed face long enough stare at your [e/c] ones before looking down again. "M-Matt. My name's Matt," He rubbed the back of his neck as if the muscles were sore. "Well, Matt, it's very nice to meet you. Was there a certain game you were looking for?" You scanned over the games he had been looking at.

"Not really, I was just looking around," He murmured.

"Okay then, I'll be at the counter when you're ready to check out," You smiled at him one more time before turning and going to your post.

Matt stayed around for a good thirty more minutes before finally deciding on only one game and walking up to the counter. When he looked up at you his footsteps faltered and he nearly tripped over his own feet. Not trusting yourself to not laugh at him, you attempted your best poker face. When he got to the counter his face was cherry red, again, and he wouldn't meet your gaze. Deciding it was now safe, you smiled at him as he handed you the game.

"Ooooh, nice pick. This game just came in yesterday and I haven't had a chance to play it yet," He looked up.

"Uhh, thanks," He seemed unsure as he looked away sheepishly. "Hey, how about I let you have this one on the house and you can let me borrow it sometime?" You suggested and smiled. He looked at you, shock clear on his face. "Are you sure? I mean, won't you get in trouble or something?" You couldn't stop the grin that formed on your face. "Nah, I know the store owner. I'm pretty sure it won't be a problem,"

"Oh, uh, thanks. Sure," Matt smiled. Actually smiled. He should definitely do that more often.

"I usually finish these pretty quick, so I can probably bring it back tomorrow night. Or you could stop by my place if you want..." He looked away again.

"Sounds like a plan. I close at about 7 tomorrow night, so I can come by around that time. Just give me your address and I'll see you tomorrow night," He nodded his head and gave you his address. Despite the fact that you were only going to his house to pick up a game, you were really excited and couldn't wait until tomorrow. There was something about him that made you want to roll around on the ground and just giggle like a teen who got a compliment from a cute boy.

"See you tomorrow," He flashed a small smile before leaving.