A sequel to my fanfic, "Reunited". It's been a year since Matt came back into Mello's life. And they're in for a surprise...WARNING: contains yaoi, smut, and mpreg. No like, no read.

"I don't regret it," Mello said, turning to look back at the sky, "but I missed you too much to ever leave again." Matt smiled. MelloxMatt songfic oneshot. Slight Spoilers and yaoi. Written for a contest on dA.

Sebuah kunci dari masa lalu yang dipinjami oleh sang waktu.

Ka. Matsuda decides it would be a great idea to retell some of his favourite fairytales with all of his friends as characters. Comedy with some romance. LxLight pairing.

Rem is not willing to be a puppet to a mortal with a God complex, and just like that all Raito's carefully laid plans are Nothing. Re-post of an old story

Não vou dizer que eu tive uma reação romântica instantânea, não é isso. Nunca fui de amar ou ser amado, já me acostumei com o fato. Genderswitch, Matt's POV, Melloxfemale!Near e Mattxfemale!Near. PREEEEEESENTCHINHO PRA RAY, PARABÉNS, CARALHO!

R and S, agents able to solve cases no one else can; and only matched by the agents at the WIA. But when forced to work together under strange circumstances, things are bound to be completely disastrous. Even when the higher-ups believe otherwise.

Before confronting Light during the college ceremony, L attempts to call on someone who wants nothing to do with him: a college professor. "Alternate killed himself, Backup went insane, and Copy was murdered; now there is only you, D."

Mikami Teru and Yagami Light have their first encounter while in college, 5 years before what's documented in the anime/manga. MikamiXlight

Lets take a trip down memory lane, with Matt and Mello. Back in the Whammy House days... where death didnt lurk in every corner... where love began to flurish, even in the heart of our beloved Mello. Read and Review please.

Matt knows how bad smoking is for him, but he never regretted it until Mello nearly killed him. Written as a surprise gift for the wonderfully sweet ElenAtalantie.

Matt and Mello have made videos for a project- but on presentation day, nothing seems to go right! Can they turn this project around? Matt/Mello.

This is what Mello is now. A whore. RodxMello

AU Misa and Light are rivals - Then Light gets the Death Note and soon Misa does too. Misa competes with Light to see who can get rid of their criminals in the more ingenious/brutal way. After them is L: But, will philosophies change as emotions do?

Nasceu sem sorte. Deixou o orfanato para conhecê-lo. E agora quer ajudá-lo. Descrição ruim, eu sei. Rating M por violência e sacanagem. OC POV.

Near's musings as he contemplates the extent of Kira's destruction. Short drabble; and I mean short. Slightly angsty, and I mean slight, and a bit of a window into what might be deeper feelings for Mello and Matt. R&R! Love, Berry

Nunca es tarde para darse cuenta de las cosas y aclarar esa interrogante tan grande en la cabeza de mello,…………. ¿Por qué me sigues?

Hanya sebuah obsesi yang membawa jiwa ke dalam pelukan maut yang asing.

That old saying, how you always kill the one you love, well, look, it works both ways." With Mello, you could be sure that everything that happened was a part of the plan, right from the beginning. Written for contest theme 'Fight Club'.

Near was about five years old while I was seven, we ventured out together into the wilderness the backyard , playing our little make-believe games..A NearXMello childhood fanfic...Rated T for now...please R & R...

Dalam hening, Matt membuat sebuah janji pada dirinya sendiri. MattNear. Short drabble.

He of all people should know coming to my room after dark is a very dangerous thing. Mello's POV. Mello/Near lemons, yo. Eager!Near, Sadistic!Mello, all that good stuff. PWP, because it just wouldn't be my fic otherwise.

AU. In which Light has confessed, in order to win. Dark-ish, kind of weird, featuring Light and L bouncing off of each other even still. Owes some possibly a lot to the brilliant story "Alternative."

And one way he did. AU, obviously.

Smoothly, he slapped a hand over his clearish-grey eyes, spun around a few times with his hand and finger extended, stopping and peeking through thin fingers. He was pointing to the left.