i guess this one isnt sad this time :D


Hey guys i'm Matt,

I was born in England in 1990 on February 1st. My parents were killed when i was young which resulted in me been brought up in Wammys House. At the moment im the third successor of L, the worlds bestest detective. Mello, who is the সেকেন্ড sucsessor of L, is my best friend and has been since i was brought to Wammys. He is determind to be the first successor to এল-মৃত্যু পত্র but Near has that title, and Mello is not a happy bunny about it. I guess ive had a hard life, growing up with people who only want to study and watching my parents been killed...

yet another sad fic

Mello and I sat on the sofa staring at the blank computer screen. I could tell Mello was nervous about what we were going to do. Knots twisted in my stomach, there was an 80% chance we would die, actually probably higher.

Mello went to take a bite from his চকোলেট but set it down on the table.

"You sure আপনি wanna do this?" I looked up at the blonde and smiled.

"I was born ready Mel" mello held the rosary around his neck, tight. He always played with it when he was nervous.

"And you're not afraid of dying? Matt we may not make this!"

"I know Mel but we have to try" I picked up...

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

"Sorry, Matt. I know the interview viered off track but I needed to get ore cake," এল-মৃত্যু পত্র 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 আপনি cry, the first to make আপনি smile when আপনি arrived, the only one to welcome আপনি as a friend.

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

The one who knew what আপনি feared,

What made আপনি laugh,

And what made আপনি hurt.

The one person that actually cared for আপনি and আপনি 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 আপনি hadn't হারিয়ে গেছে your temper, if আপনি had just listened to...