Mail "Matt "Jeevas

A teenage L, a 6 년 old Matt, and a middle aged Watari, walked into the little country on the corner of the 거리 5 blocks fro Wammy's.

"Sorry, Matt. I know the interview viered off track but I needed to get ore cake," 엘 said, smileing down at Matt a little. Matt just nodded shyly and continued to play his gameboy.

They started heading toward the desert isle when Matt bumped into a snobby looking lady.

"Ugh! Whose bloody brat is this!" she shouted in her thick british accent. Matt took a few steps away fro her but ended up bumping into a bunch of other people who were just as rude.

"Watch it,...

a little sad fic for matt.

Mello had always been your best friend.

The only one to see 당신 cry, the first to make 당신 smile when 당신 arrived, the only one to welcome 당신 as a friend.

He was the one who whispered 'its okay, i'm here' through the tear filled nights

The one who knew what 당신 feared,

What made 당신 laugh,

And what made 당신 hurt.

The one person that actually cared for 당신 and 당신 cared for him.

Like brothers, just closer.

And now that hes gone, you're breaking.

Disappearing in the early morning then not returning.

You blame yourself.

If 당신 hadn't 로스트 your temper, if 당신 had just listened to...