Authors note: Here is the awaited chapter two. Sorry it took so long to type but recently I don't know exactly where I want to go with a lot of my stories. They're taking more and more time for me to be able to update. Anyway I thought this was a cute chapter in comparison to the chapters of Enough is Enough. Things definitely aren't over yet and Mello isn't better so please keep reading. Please read, review and enjoy.

Skeptical

"Come again?" Mello hissed his fists still balled in tight fists almost as if he were going to charge the other. Knowing the blond he most likely would and this was just buying him time to work out a strategy that would keep his cellmate quiet enough not to attract attention while he was kicking his as. He didn't expect to be fighting this early on but he couldn't say it wasn't expected. This guy was actually one of the first crazies he was going to have to deal with in this place.

The man in question shifted in his place on the floor rubbing the back of his head but otherwise didn't move to stand up. Moving now would only incite the other more and probably make him less believable and that was the last thing that he needed right now. "I said that I'm Matt." He replied pulling his knees up to his chin feeling the anxiety of lack of cigarettes knocking painfully close. "That's not what you're questioning right now. What you want to know is how I am Matt if I'm dead."

Blue eyes blinked several times before the fist began to flex itself. The blond was holding his hand tight enough to stop circulation. He hadn't meant to make him so mad, at least not before he could convince him that he wasn't Johan. At least right now Johan wasn't Johan. "Right." Was his only response as he continued to eye the other without the least bit of acceptance written on his face.

The red haired man sighed knowing that he was going to have his work cut out for him with the blond but this was Mello. He found a small smile forming on his lips at the idea that this was his Mello. This was the Mello that was his best friend and lover before Lotus, before Kira and before they left Wammy house. This was the actual blond and he couldn't be happier to see him after so many years of being alone. "You wouldn't happen to have a cigarette would you?" He asked watching his hand shake out of junkie anxiety. The blond simply shook his head still eyeing him. "Right didn't think so. I don't usually get lucky on something like that."

"Right." Mello had completely released his hand and now it simply sat at his side. "I don't know where you get off pretending that you're Matt but if you say it again I don't think I'm going to be able to hold back." He didn't move but the red head realized that it was an actual threat coming from the other.

The red head frowned, "I did all this just to tell you something and this is how you react. If I talk to you in your head you don't respond. It's like you're so far gone that I can't get through to you though it was pretty interesting to actually hear what goes on in that blond head of yours. Usually I see the after effects of it this time I actually got to see…" He drifted off still watching his hands shake.

The blond shook his head leaning against the stone wall, "I'm crazy. I get it, trust me." He ran his fingers through his hair several times in pure annoyance before looking down at his hands. "Is this a part of my punishment?"

A sigh came from the other side of the room, "actually I stayed here to tell you that I forgive you." He felt the blond look up his intense blue gaze glaring the distance of the cell towards him. "I had realized in the last few days that we were together that you weren't yourself but I didn't know what could have driven you to that point. Mell, you had completely lost it. You didn't even know who I was anymore and it hurt a lot more than I'm willing to admit. I rationalized it believing that maybe it had a lot more to do with Lotus that I wanted to say. Maybe you actually loved him and because I killed him was the reason for you to go back to treating me that way." He clasped his hands together to keep them from shaking suddenly feeling self-conscious with the other watching him. Gingerly he reached up pulling his hair out of its holder feeling slight relief to be able to hide behind his hair. "After everything was over I found out what actually happened."

Mello's eyebrow rose slightly as he watched the man with interest. He was hiding from him much like Matt would have done in this kind of situation. Going against his best interest be took in a deep heavy breath. "What happened then?" The words sounded dirty somehow. He was actually humoring a man that believed that he was his dead lover.

A familiar smirk formed on unfamiliar lips. "Kira." He replied seriously but he didn't look up. "I believed that you had…and he…" He shifted once again deciding against standing up. That would put him on the same level as Mello and was bound to make the blond on edge. So he settled himself once again. "It's a long story that I'm not in the condition to tell you in this body."

"The body isn't yours?" Mello asked tilting his head to the side. He was clearly interested.

He shook his head, "No. It's Johan's I thought you would have figured it out by now that this is…" He paused as if to think of the word before frowning. "What your people call a possession except that I'm not a demon entity I'm just a spirit."

Mello snorted, "My people?"

"Catholics." He replied instantly. "Your people, your religion…that's your thing. I told you I only follow the cult of Mario." He shook his head at the idea. Comparing Catholicism and Mario to a cult probably wouldn't fair very well if Mello wasn't in a good mood. Though, he couldn't tell what kind of mood the blond was in right now. He had grown quiet and distant suddenly and that was enough to put him on edge. "Mell?"

The blond took a step forward. "You actually want me to believe that you're Matt back from the dead?"

He shook his head, "I'm Matt possessing the body of a crazy guy in the same cell as you." He released a slight laugh as if that were the most hilarious thing he had said all day. "Mell trust me when I said you have to have processed more complex things than this." He finally pulled himself up doing the best impression of Mello that he possibly could and said, "Matty you don't understand it's a special kind of notebook! If you write the name of a person the damned thing will kill that person! Do you know what that means Matty? Do you know what this all means?"

Mello watched the other for several seconds before replying, "that the Kira case is over? Mell, I'm sure this is normal in your line of business but right now you seem really fucking manic."

Matt grinned staying silent for several seconds before continuing. "No you idiot this means that we can use the death note to trap Kira. Matty, it's almost endgame. I'll have everything in the end and I won't need the mafia anymore because I'll be L. I'll finally be L."

The blond found himself smirking, "Right. What's that mean for me?"

The red head shrugged, "You'll be like the new Watari or something. Every good man needs a decent sidekick."

"I'm a sidekick now?"

Matt smirked, "You're damn straight you're a sidekick."

The two stared at each for what seemed like hours in complete silence. Mello was for once in his life at a loss of words. There was no one around two years ago when they had this conversation and only a mind as brilliant at Matt's would have been able to remember every word of it to be able to come forward and speak them to him. There was no other way for him to think besides that this person right here was Matt.

His fist clenched but not from anger. He risked tackling the other to the ground in pure happiness so instead he treaded water lightly. "Why did you come back then?"

The red head shrugged, "I never crossed over after it happened. I've been more or less sticking around to watch over you and Matsuda. I couldn't bear to see what you had done to yourself and so I started speaking to you but you ignored me. Mello, this isn't over yet. Kira isn't caught and he used you." He whispered the last few words feeling the lightning gaze of the blond flash forward in pure unaltered anger.

Mello shoved the other with enough force to make the small man stagger. Even outside of his own body Mello still held the height advantage over him and the man was nothing but brutal force. "What the fuck do you want me to do Matt? I'm in the fucking crazy house for killing you? They're never going to allow me to leave. I'm a danger to society, remember?" He watched the other with sparkling eyes. "I can't help you. What the hell can I do from in here? Nothing. Fucking nothing."

Matt glared, "Since when has something this tiny ever kept you from getting what the fuck you wanted. If you didn't notice Near didn't throw you under the fucking bus. He doesn't consider this over either Mello because it's not. It's not going to be over until Kira is dead and the world can sleep safely at night." He watched other attempt to stare him down and continued with his rant. "Near is waiting for you Mello. Right now he's sitting in his little toy castle waiting for you to find him. I came back to help you because this shit isn't over. L and Watari are waiting for all that fucking brilliance in that fucked up head of yours to start working out. Nothing is over, if anything Mello it's only begun!"

Mello blew his hair in annoyance. "Oh really. Then, please do tell, where the fuck do they believe that my new starting point is going to be right now?"

Matt smirked, "That's easy. The Professor works for Kira. Everyone needs a sidekick."

Clarification: Just in case it somehow confused someone Mello and Matt switched roles for a while. It was a way for Matt to show Mell that he is who he actually says he is. So instead of continuously saying it he played out a scene from their past that was recognizable to Mello and it works. So anyway please review.