It's almost two weeks since I updated something ;-; I feel terrible about my slow writing...
The last year of my study is started and until february I'm doing an internship and after that my exam to let them show I can finally say goodbye to this school! :D So I don't know yet how much time I have to write... maybe only one or two hours in the evening and it takes a few hours to write a chapter like this. But the updates will come eventually! :)

Now introducing the new main character next to Light, Beyond and L... Mello! :D

'Mello! Give the ball a good kick and we'll win for sure!'

Mello knew this was the chance for him to win the game of soccer and he would be the champion of his team. The winning team of course. He threw his leg backwards and gave the soccer ball a kick with all the power he had.

A little bit too much power.

The ball flew over their heads and landed somewhere far off the playfield in the bushes along the fence that enclosed Wammy House.

Raoul, one of Mello's teammates, glanced at him. 'Go get it.'

Mello glared back. 'Why me? You're the one who said to give the ball "a good kick".'

A loud ringing bell sounded from the speakers outside the house. The bells were to call everyone over to the canteen for dinner.

Raoul grinned and waved. 'See you later! Don't forget to get the ball!' And he ran away with the others following him. No one wanted to get the ball all over there. Neither did Mello.

He grumbled something under his breath, but went on his way to find the ball in the bushes anyway. It was doing that, or asking for a new one by Roger. He hated that man. Roger never liked kids and only worked at Wammy's because he was an old friend of Mr. Wammy, also called Watari. Since Mello always got himself into trouble, Roger disliked him the most.

I'm going to be late for dinner if I don't hurry.

He searched through the bushes for the ball. Luckily it hadn't rained earlier so the bushes were dry.

Ah, there it is!

He picked up the ball and stepped out of the bushes. Just as he wanted to turn around and go back he noticed something lying down on the ground. Almost hidden beneath the bushes. It was rectangular and black. When he looked closer he saw that it was a notebook.

He frowned. Who the hell would leave here a notebook behind?

Mello wasn't too interested and shrugged it off. Not his problem someone left it there. He walked away, but after a few steps he stopped again. He turned around to shot a glance in the direction where the mysterious notebook was. He didn't know what it was, but something… like a feeling, pulled his attention back to the notebook. As if it begged him to pick it up and take it.

He walked back quickly. It's just a notebook. What can go wrong? And he picked it up, putting it under his shirt.

After he rushed back to his room, changed his sweaty clothes into clean ones and dropped the notebook on his desk, he went down to the canteen to eat. Almost everyone was already present and eating.

His eyes went over the tables and spotted his best friend. It wasn't that hard to spot the red haired boy.

He waved at him. 'Hey, Mello! I already got you some food here!'

Mello walked towards Matt and sat down beside him. He glanced at the plate with food that Matt brought for him and grinned when he saw the chocolate milk.

'Just what I needed,' he said as he grabbed the glass and took a sip.

Matt shook his head. 'I'll never understand what's it with you and chocolate. Too bad you can't have a chocolate bar during the meal.'

He sighed. 'Yeah, but this is something at least.' He put down his glass and took a bite of his plate full of food.

After a few bites and some talking with Matt about the boring lessons that day there began to rise some noise behind him. He ignored it first until a hubbub of loud laughter reached his ears and Matt turned around to see what all the commotion was for.

'Hm, they're picking on Near again,' he said.

Mello shrugged uninterested and grabbed his glass again to take a sip. 'Not my problem. He's an annoying twerp anyway.'

'He's not even defending himself!'

'Loooooser~!'

'Take this, smart-ass!'

Suddenly people gasped and yelled "look out!", but it was too late already.

Near, pushed by some guy, lost his balance, stumbled forward… and fell against Mello who had no idea what had happened behind him.
The glass in his hand fell and chocolate milk spilled all over his clothes. Mello sat stock-still, too shocked for a moment to move or speak.

Matt's eyes widened when he noticed who had fallen against Mello and he feared for the albino's life. It was just a matter of seconds before Mello would burst out in rage.

Mello blinked. What. Was. THAT?!

He turned around and saw Near on the ground behind him, trying to get on his feet again. His eyes darkened when he saw the group of guys staring terrified at the blond ball of fury. Mello narrowed his eyes in a glare that would make a member of the Mafia piss his pants. The one who had pushed Near shrieked in fear and run away out of the canteen, his mates quickly running after him.

His gaze went back to Near who was on his feet again and let out a low growl.

A hand on his shoulder tried to hold him back. 'Mels… please calm down. It wasn't his fault he was pushed,' Matt said, trying to calm the blond.

Of course, it didn't work at all.

Mello shot up from his seat and grabbed Near by the collar of his pajama shirt. The smaller boy had to stand on his toes or he would be lifted off the floor.

'Look what you did, sheep!' Mello yelled in his face. 'You could fall everywhere, but noooo, it had to be right where I sat!'

Near didn't look very impressed. His face didn't show any emotion and his dark eyes looked right into Mello's ice blue ones that on the moment could freeze hell over.

'Why don't you stay in your room and play with your fucking toys so I don't have to see your pale ass face!'

Someone of the staff had noticed Mello's rant and was on his way. Matt saw it and tried to get his attention.

'Mello, stop it or you're going to get in trouble again!'

But Mello ignored the redhead or didn't hear him, because he was shaking Near up now violently.

'Don't stare at me with those empty eyes of you, your robot!' Mello screamed.

'MELLO!'

Roger's voice thundered through the canteen when he was close enough to really see what was happening.

Mello dropped Near instantly and the boy fell to the floor for the second time that evening.

'Mello! Are you insane?'

'It's not my fault, Roger!' he pointed at his clothes that were still drenched in chocolate milk. 'He made me spill this all over me!'

Roger quickly helped Near up his feet and narrowed his eyes at Mello. 'I can hardly believe Near would do such thing.'

Stupid perfect Near…

'But-' Mello tried to protest.

'No buts! You could seriously hurt the poor boy! What if you gave him a whiplash by shaking him so hard?' Roger looked furious. 'As punishment you are forbidden to eat or drink any kind of chocolate for a whole week!'

Mello's mouth fell open in shock. 'What?!' he shrieked. 'That unfair!'

'Then you had to think about your actions before you started harassing, Near,' Roger said.

It was very clear the man wouldn't take back the punishment.

Mello looked like he was going to scream at Roger, but suddenly closed his mouth and stalked out of the canteen before he could get in even more trouble.

Matt hesitated to go after his friend, but decided to let him blow off some steam first. He knew Mello needed some time to cool down. Staying in their shared room alone would be the best for everyone. There was nothing there that could hurt anyone anyway.

Nope, nothing dangerous in Mello's room... only a certain black notebook ;)

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