Disclaimer: We do not own Death Note.

A/N: Hello everyone! I bring you a new story that has been colabed with the amazing Otaku Kid1996 ! We are soooo excited for this story and can't wait for you to read it and hope you enjoy it!

He has done the first chapter and all of Matt's POV and I am Mello. I hope you enjoy!

-Carter

Matt's POV

Well, today was a regular day at Wammy's just like any other. I woke up, got ready for school, took a few easy tests, played my game boy throughout the remainder of said classes I was testing in, ate, and... Well, that's it as far as how my day went during classes.

After classes, I played my game boy some more until Mello came in with, yet another, rant. I wasn't really paying too much attention to it, though. It was something about Near beating him by two points. What's the big deal with test scores, anyway? Mello beats my scores by at least three points and I don't make a big deal about it. Then again, I didn't really try with tests. I could probably beat at least Mello's score if I really wanted to. I'm pretty sure he knows that, but he doesn't complain, then.

But still! It's two freaking points. Why does it matter so much? I just don't get it... I guess it couldn't hurt to ask... again.

"Hey, Mello?" I asked, interrupting his rant.

"What?" He said, glaring at me for interrupting him.

"Why does it matter how much better Near is if it's only two points? Last week, it was three. I thought you'd have been at least a little happy about the fact that it's up by even one point."

"Of course I'm not fucking happy, Matt! It's still not good enough if I can't even beat that damn ghost!"

I sighed as Mello then continued to drone on and on about Near and his 'perfect grades'. I guess it could be worse... Last time I asked, he threw my DS across the room. I'd be a lot more pissed off about it if I wasn't able to hack into the computers here to order a new DS and put the charge on some poor unlucky bastard's card.

"Matty, are you even listening?!" Mello shouted.

"Hm?" I hummed. "Uhm... Yeah... sure..."

"Matt! Look up from that damn game for at least five minutes!"

I looked up at Mello who was clenching his fists and glaring down at me.

"Happy?" I said.

Mello rolled his eyes and paced back and forth, running his fingers through his hair as he started to talk again.

"Matt, what the hell should I do?"

"About what?" I asked.

"About Near! And those 'perfect' freaking scores of his! I have to beat him, Matty! I have to be the best! I..." his voice trailed off for a moment.

"But why?"

"B-because I just do, Matt! Ugh, what should I do?"

"You're asking me? How the hell should I know?"

"Yes, yes I am!" He continued to go on and on and on. I knew that I wouldn't be returning to my game any time soon unless this ended now. Mello's rants could go on forever if you let him. Frankly, I don't know how he does it.

I sighed, saving and quitting my game and putting it in my front vest pocket before standing up. I walked over to Mello who was still pacing back and forth. When he was walking back my way, I grabbed him by the shoulders. He stiffened up, staring at me with a 'What the hell are you thinking?!' kind of look. I leaned in and placed a rough kiss on his lips, shutting him up completely.

When I saw his eyes flutter closed and felt his lips kissing back, I stayed there like that for a few more seconds before pulling away and walking off.

"W-what the hell, Matt?!" he called out as I walked over to the door to our room. He continued as I placed my hand on the door knob. "What was that for?!"

I looked back at him over my shoulder, saying, "You're just too noisy is all," flashing him a cocky grin. I turned back around and left, hearing something smash against the other side of the door as I closed it. I hope he didn't throw something of mine, this time...

I decided to continue my game in the library with the volume turned off. I headed downstairs, walking by a bunch of rooms- some empty, some with the doors left open and kids just sitting there doing nothing, then other doors were closed and noisy people could be heard talking or even playing from the other side of the doors to said rooms.

When I finally made my way to the library, I headed to the back of it where I saw Near there, solving yet another puzzle. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary, of course. I usually saw Near here all alone when I came to play my game, or he was in the common room.

I looked down at him as I took my usual spot next to him, watching him twirl a lock of hair and put puzzle pieces together with ease. Without looking up from his puzzle, he said "Hello, Matt," in a flat tone.

"Hey," I replied.

I pulled my game out of my pocket and continued my game from where I left off, making sure that the sound wasn't on. I realized that Mello would probably kill me if he knew I left his rants about Near just to see him in the library. I decided not to worry too much about it. I wasn't that biased so it's not like I really cared. I wasn't gonna pick a side if I didn't have to.

I considered starting a conversation with Near, but those conversations never really last that long. After a while, I decided it'd be okay to go back to my room. I mean, at least two hours went by at this point. Mello had to have cooled off by now.

I got up, telling Near I'd see him later as I walked off, getting a "goodbye, Matt," in response. I left the library, heading back to the bedroom. The clock in the library had said 5:03 p.m. Dinner would start in about an hour.

Once I was in the room I saw a broken lamp on the floor next to the door. I looked up, closing the door behind me, seeing Mello sitting on his bed, reading a novel.

"Geez, Mello," I said. "That's the third lamp in a row that we're gonna have to replace this month."

"Huh?" He said, not looking up from his book. "Uhm... Yeah... sure..." Oh, ha-ha, Mello, very funny. All because I said the same thing maybe two hours ago.

"Oh, come on," I said, "I know you heard me."

Silence.

"You're not still mad at me for ignoring you, are ya?"

No response.

"Or... is it because I kissed you?" I said, grinning.

I saw a faint blush light up his cheeks. He covered his face with his book.

"What ya reading?" I asked.

"None of your business," Mello muttered, still loud enough for me to hear him.

I sighed, still grinning, as I sat down and continued to watch him. After about five minutes he seemed to have lost it for a moment.

"Will you stop staring?!" he yelled, irritably. I just laughed. He looked like he wanted to yell something at me, but instead, he just continued to read.

After at least two more minutes, I said, "If I help you sneak some chocolate from the kitchens later, will you forgive me Mells?"

He put his book down and eyed me suspiciously. "Will you really?" he asked. I nodded, knowing that I had him now. "Fine, then," he said. "But only because there's chocolate involved."

My grin got wider as I said, "Good enough for me... Oh, and Mello?"

"Yeah?" he asked.

"You know, I did laugh... but I never said I didn't enjoy that kiss." For a moment, I was able to pull a complete straight face. But when I saw his face turn red, I couldn't help laughing about it.

"Go to hell." Mello said, venomously, sending me a creepy death glare. I laughed again and this time he actually joined in. Okay, so maybe I enjoyed it a little... I wouldn't actually admit it to him without covering it up as a joke, though.

So, yeah. That's one dull day at Wammy's. Although, things aren't always this boring.

Review?