(Mello P.O.V)

It was the longest goodbye of my entire life. I had tried to be swift and just leave Matt's side. But the very moment he hugged me close, and whispered that he loved me, I instantly regretted my decision to do this. I didn't want to leave Matt, of course I didn't. But I wanted all this to be over as soon as possible. I wanted Near to catch Kira and execute him for L. I wanted the world to be free of this monster once and for all.

Sometimes you have to make sacrifices.

Just hours before, when I was lying in bed beside Matt, I told him the rundown of my plan once more. I commanded him to keep that exit in his mind. If he took that exit, he would live, and he could help Near further continue the investigation.

He only nodded though. And that worried me.

I hadn't let go of Matt for the longest time. Not until I realized just how much time I had before my plan came to fruition.

I hopped on my motorbike and looked back at Matt. "Promise me you'll live through this."

His reply was a kiss. I wanted that kiss to last for hours but I pulled away before it could. I couldn't back out. This had to be done, and it had to be now.

I revved the engine to life. I'd taken this bike out more times than I could count now, and the engine was always a pick me up. Today was a different story though. Today, it only reminded me that this was my final day on earth.

"I'm sorry, Matt." I said right before putting on my helmet and zipping down the street. Lidner would meet me where I'd specified. Making sure that I would lead Takeda's group of bodyguards.

Right as I was about to turn the corner, I stopped to look back at Matt. When I'd left the Wammy house that day when I was informed L was dead, I made the mistake of not looking back. I'd made Matt think I didn't care for him. I couldn't make that mistake again.

It made me sad to see the red-head smile at me once more before I drove off. But at the same time, it's all I can think about as I wait for death.

Every happy moment in my life revolved around Matt. He made my life better just by existing. If anyone ever doubted that I truly cared for him, they would have been punched square in the stomach for thinking that.

I'd never told him I loved him, though. I regret that more than anything.

We dropped off Takeda at the entrance to the studio. Lidner was with her. And before I knew it, the engine of Matt's car flooded my ears, and the smoke grenade was launched. I saw him drive off right away with guards trailing him.

I instantly went into action and got Takeda to my side almost immediately. Thankfully, Lidner knew everything I had planned.

"It can be resolved by having a name written in the notebook?"

"That's right."

The conversation seemed so long ago. Yet, I knew every word.

"Well then, if I don't do it…"

"Mello, you can't! Near would be…"

"You say nothing to Near about any of this. All he has to know is that Kira will be captured. Besides, if you want the real notebook, then this has to be done."

"Are… you sure?"

"No. But it has to be done. I'll make arrangements with Matt. But do me one favour."

"Yes?"

"Tell Near to come to our apartment when this is all over. Matt should be out of the country before then, but I have a few things here for his eyes alone. That's all I ask from you."

"Of course. I'll do as you ask…"

I feel cold thinking about that conversation. However, this has to be done. I suppose I'll be joining L sooner than I'd like.

Matt is already with him. I know he is. I had gotten angry at first when I saw he had been killed. I told him to take the exit, and he got himself killed instead. But, at the same time, I couldn't blame him. He always hated being alone. If I was going to die, then he'd be coming with me. I hadn't wanted this… but it's what's happened.

Takeda hadn't struggled when I demanded that she strip down to nothing but a blanket. Then again, I already knew she had a piece of the notebook on her person. I'm not stupid. But I couldn't compromise this mission. I had to die. No matter who wrote the name, I had to die.

I drove the truck to an abandoned church. I don't know why, but I felt that if I was going to die, I wanted to repent my sins. Not that it mattered. I used the death note, and it meant I wasn't going to heaven. Nor hell for that matter.

So then… where am I going?

I keep think about what Matt had said so long ago about there being a personal heaven and a personal hell. I laugh to myself about it because I sometimes believe that his personal heaven is a giant room with thousands upon thousands of games to keep him occupied. And now that I sit here, waiting for death, I chuckle at the thought of him being up there having the time of his life.

Matt deserves his personal heaven. He never killed, never sinned, never used the notebook. He had been loving and sweet, and if I had been given the chance I would have taken the bullets for him. I would have done many things to prove how much I loved him. But I wouldn't get that chance. Matt was gone, and I'd be joining him soon.

Or maybe not.

I don't know.

I decided to bring my last writings along with me. Something to do while I wait for death. But I suppose I should just end this now before I start dragging this on for too long.

So, before I end my story, and I hide the last of my writings near the road not far from here, I would like to say a few things.

To Roger and all the kids at Wammy's. I'm sorry for my anger and the trouble it's caused all of you. I know none of you deserved it, but against my better judgement I continued to make your lives hell. I know my apology doesn't mean much, but it's the best I can do with the circumstances being hat they are.

To Near. I'm sorry for the years where I treated you like scum. You're a smart, and talented kid who deserves the recognition you will earn in years. And I'm especially sorry for not helping you with the Kira case to begin with. I will not ask for your forgiveness… because I don't deserve it.

And to all my readers out there, from the Wammy house or others, I hope my story did not bore you or leave you in tears. Matt had told me to start writing this so that others may have an inkling as to who I was before my death. I suppose he was right for making me do so. To leave a story untold is very unfair, don't you believe.

I hope you all find happiness in the years to come. And a family to love you as much as mine had.

And I hope you all find a friend as wonderful as Matt.

So long my readers. This will be my final chapter. I hope no tears are shed over my death. Lord knows that I don't deserve them.

(Near P.O.V)

The very last page. I had read his apologies and goodbyes that were found off the side of the road after his death. Matt's were found in the apartment they shared.

I was numb.

My family. Everyone from Watari, to L, now Matt and Mello. They were all dead. And it was because of Kira. All because that monster had to have it all.

Well… no more.

I confirmed with Gevanni that Mikami had done the deed, and I soon confirmed the date with Yagami about the meeting. This was ending now.

Even if I had to strangle Kira with my bare hands… this would end.

A/N: Some of you may hate me for a while... I apologize. But the story isn't over yet. There may be more to come...