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Inner sanctum

There was a slight shuffling outside Mello's door as he afforded a glance up watching the shadow nervously dally outside the door before ultimately deciding it wasn't worth it and headed back down the hallway. He smiled to himself, this was one of the few hide outs that he could actually have a whole room to himself and with the addition of the door the heavies nearly pissed themselves before they even thought about knocking on the door for anything unimportant.

He had locked himself in the room since he had come back in. No one had exactly questioned what his family emergency could have possibly been. As far as they were concerned he didn't have family, at least he didn't talk about them. A few had managed to figure out that he had some form of friend and contact outside the mafia and that had led to a few warnings of keeping business inside the business but other than that no one asked him anything. Matt wasn't a secret and yet he was something that no one knew about outside of himself. He purposely kept it that way. Matt was and would always be his only weakness. While he didn't care about what happened to him he was constantly worrying about the air head and what he could do to ruin everything he had done to keep him safe.

He stared at the empty space that had once held a shadow and frowned. Air head. He couldn't voice it out loud without raising any eyebrows but these last few days without Matt being himself were hard. It was like returning to the days when he had left Wammy house and left Matty behind. That was one of the only mistakes that he would admit to. Years later Matt found him and even then it took a year to make it to the point where they trusted each other again. Even now there was always a sneaking doubt that Matt fully believed that Mello would never do anything to hurt him. He snide comments and hidden expression always hid everything and so everyone had a hard time finding out who Mail Jeevas was, including Mail Jeevas.

"Mello." The voice woke Mello from his thoughts. Instantly he reached for his hidden automatic before pausing and turning to look in confusion at the computer. That was definitely the sound of Matt's voice. The shutdown, bored and slightly dead pan voice filled the room for the next few minutes. "I'm guessing something's happened that has caused you to have a sudden interest in my computer. I told you to stay away from my stuff but," There was silence for a second which could only mean he was either playing a game or smoking, "It's not like you listen to anything I say anyway. Seeing as I'm probably not in a position to stop you from going through it I'll give you a warning. Beware of the cryptic shit to come. If you continue on from this point the situation between the two of us will never be the same. You're overstepping your boundaries and being the overstepping Catholic bastard you are I'm sure you'll read on no matter what. It's in your interfering blood." Another loaded silence filled the room and then the sound of Matt's melodious laughter escaped from the computer's speakers. "Don't worry, this is a recording and you're not in any danger if you decide to continue on but remember what I said. K thx bye."

The blond stared at his computer for several minutes unmoving before frowning. "What the fuck did that mean?"

Misa flipped her hair giving the red head her best smile, the one she usually only reserved for Kira. "And your name's Matt." She replied flirtatiously using a manicured hand to stir the coffee that Matt had so kindly bought her as an apology. "Don't you think it's just so lucky that we bumped into each other? You were lost and I was looking for something fun to do."

"But of course Miss Misa, it's not often that you insult such a lovely woman accidentally and then get to take her out for coffee afterwards. Luck seems to be on both of our sides today, myself more than you." He gave her a soft smile before dripping his cookie into the tea the waitress had brought for him. He glanced down at his phone for the fourth time still not seeing another message from Mello which he assumed was a good thing. Maybe the other finally decided it was time to get off his back, he couldn't possibly believe that he was just going to sit in the house staring at the eggshell white walls and Mello's decorating skills and play games all day. Actually, that was exactly what he expected because that's what Matt usually did. What better way to show Mello that he wasn't that Matt than to disobey him. Disobey? What the hell was he a dog?

"Matt." Misa waved her hand in front of the others face pouting, "You keep fading out on me. What's wrong with you?"

He laughed quietly before his green eyed gaze slid outside the window. Somehow all of this felt wrong, he felt as if he was somehow betraying Mello by leaving the house and spending time with this woman. He sighed; it had to have something to do with the Real Matt's feelings about the blond. He wasn't quite sure what they were but the more he had read the journal entries last night it became clear. "I have a lot on my mind actually. So very sorry that you want my attention and I'm not giving it to you." He shifted to face Misa again making sure that their eyes connected. "I'm all ears. You were telling me about yourself?"

She gave a sweet smile before shrugging, "Well there's not much to say about me. I'm a model but I don't do any of that nasty stuff." She giggled, "And when I'm not modeling I spend all the time that I can with my boyfriend Ki-Raito." She coughed slightly as Matt tilted his head slightly to the side.

Matt picked up the small spoon and began stirring his tea. "Raito, what's he like?"

"He's an amazing person. He does everything he can to save those unfortunate and he's devoted to making this world a better place for everyone good to live in. I help him in any way that I can. Right now he's working on those baddie Mafia members. They're not doing anything besides hurting people and helping themselves."

He nodded barely paying attention now that he knew she had a boyfriend. "Ah, what is he a police officer?" He questioned wondering how a cop could manage a model. "Special task force?"

Her eyes widened, "How did you know about the special task force?"

He gave a chuckle, "I'm gifted with special kinds of information. Trust me." He mumbled quietly glancing back at his phone.

A painted nail tapped the keyboard anxiously before glancing towards the undisturbed door Matt's warning still resounding around the room even though it had been nearly an hour since he had heard it. He picked up his phone again almost expecting to see a text; humor compiled from the red head about what he had just heard but there was nothing. Matt was actually gone. Right now he was sitting on the edge of the world that was Mattie's.

He kicked off his boots with a quiet, "fuck it," before proceeding forward into the world that Matt had always worked so hard to keep him out of. Come to think of it he never really thought about hacking into Matt's computer until he mentioned it this morning. He glanced at the phone wondering slightly if he was somehow being stung along. That there was something here that he was missing and everyone around him would wind up laughing at him. Could Matt have come up with something so complex that even Mello was missing the pieces? He rolled his eyes, of course not. Matt wasn't nearly complicated enough to be able to out think him.

He tapped though several preliminary files shaking his head wondering what it was that Matt was going on about until he clicked open a word document last saved early in the day that Matt was coming home before his accident. Blue eyes narrowed as he read page after page scrolling down when needed. He barely looked up when his phone rang but reached over and answered it.

"Mello." The voice sounded bored but the blond was instantly offensive. "There is something problematic happening but I'm sure you are aware of what has happened."

Mello sneered, "Concerning? Did Near wind up dead in a ditch somewhere because I have to shake the hand of the man that did it to him. I assure you that this time it wasn't me."

Roger coughed, "No. Matt's cellular phone has been off for three days now and I know that you know where he is. Please deliver the message to Matt that he is to call me. I cannot take your word that he is alright in this case. I apologize."

The blond stared at the computer monitor for several seconds. "Oh I know." He closed the computer and moved to stand. "I'll do you one better than having him call. I'll bring him in for you to talk to all you want. He'll be in first thing tomorrow."

"Thank you Mello."

"No problem."