The Flaw | By : ShinigamiMailJeevas Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > Mello/Matt Views: 2603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Suggested Listening: Midnight by The Birthday Massacre (chosen for a reason, but apparently I'm obscure with my musical reasoning. Pfft)
Part 22
~Sleepwalking~
After the incident with the surveillance footage, which Matt knew was his fault, things had gone downhill in the investigation. As they had begun to uncover previously, before the entire pregnancy issue, there was nothing on the detectives' families. It was literally as though they had just decided to pack up and leave without telling anyone where they were going. As noted in the police reports filed for the disappearances, friends and neighbors had stated that one day they were there and the next they just weren't.
The furniture was still in their houses and apartments, as was their clothing and belongings. Or at least most of it. It was impossible to tell if anything had been packed or not as no one knew the state of the dwellings had been in beforehand.
The deeper he and Mello dug into the case, the weirder things became. Missing detectives on the Kira case and notebooks that could kill people were strange enough, but not entire families missing and possibly the world's greatest detective at fault...
It was looking more and more likely that someone had either forced the families to leave overnight, or someone had silenced them, gotten rid of them, and Matt was more than willing to bet it had to do with L. Maybe not the L before the Kira case, but the one that had been affected by the notebook.
Everything fell back to that damn thing.
Matt sighed and leaned against the patchy off-white wall outside of the apartment, smoke trailing lazily from the cigarette between his lips. Mello was in the shower and Matt was using the time to smoke. He didn't smoke as much anymore, and though most would probably congratulate him, Matt wasn't all that happy about it.
He liked smoking.
He just wouldn't do it in front of Mello anymore.
But he wouldn't complain. It wasn't as though Mello had forced that on him. Mello probably would have still let him smoke in the apartment had he asked, but Matt knew it wasn't good for the baby.
Matt heard the door squeak open and turned to see Mello's head poke out of the apartment, looking each way until he caught sight of him. Matt withheld a tiny sigh, dragged a large breath full of the poison and pinched off the end of the cigarette before tossing it to the floor.
"You don't have to stop; I was just wondering where you were..." Mello's tone was slightly subdued, the hormones marking their change in him once more. Mello got sensitive about the oddest things lately, things he normally would have just scoffed or rolled his eyes over. Mello hadn't gotten into any spontaneous crying fits, only once getting as far as furiously rubbing his eyes dry before throwing something across the room as his emotions turned to frustration, but he seemed to feel guilt and trepidation more often over stupid things.
"It's fine. I was done anyway." Matt grinned at the blond, and waited until Mello had gone back inside to look longingly at the dead cigarette. Oh well, he could sneak another one in later.
He found Mello plopped down on the couch, upon walking inside and shutting the door. He had asked Mello to take a break earlier, or rather that 'they' could take a break even though Matt had not needed one, and he was honestly surprised that after the shower, Mello had continued with it.
In fact, over the last few days he had been continually surprised by how much Mello let him get away with; from forcing him to take breaks to asking Mello to behave during the doctor visit two days prior despite knowing how sick Mello was of those visits.
Mello was trying, even though Matt knew he just wanted to throw himself into the case for the sense of normalcy it provided.
Mello looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. Matt realized he had been standing there, staring at him, for a few minutes while he had been lost in thought. He shrugged at Mello and simply sat down beside him, not knowing what else to do. The television currently displayed some channel, what looked like a cooking show, though Matt didn't really pay any attention to it.
Mello had repositioned himself with his back against Matt's side so that his legs could stretch out across the rest of the couch. Matt unconsciously stiffened at the sudden contact but slowly began to relax. He was still getting used to everything, still uncertain, but he liked the times when Mello did things like this, or when Mello was still half asleep and cuddled up against him, blue eyes fluttering open and closed.
He smiled faintly at the blond as he looked over, though he knew Mello's attention was on the show. Matt's gaze unconsciously traveled lower and settled on Mello's stomach. While not bulging, his stomach was definitely noticeable compared to what it used to be. The obstetrician had said Mello would be the type to not show as much, though he would still bloat like a balloon around month nine before they did the c-section.
Mello would stay relatively slim in comparison to other 'women'. It still hadn't made the blond feel any better.
Matt leaned down to kiss Mello's cheek, the blond in question flushing and looking at him in surprise, eyes blinking wildly for a moment before a smile broke out; and if their hands were hesitantly laced together, no one but them was there to see.
Matt wasn't certain for how long it would be before Mello got antsy and wanted to get back to the case, but he would enjoy relaxing with him until then.
.
.
"Damn it!" Mello swore, and Matt understood his frustration.
Yagami Sayu was the only person out of all the missing families to be found. She had been moved from her previous hospital and into one for more deeply disturbed patients and had been declared mentally unstable and suffering from delusions.
There was no way to get to her, not even to talk, they would need a very good reason to see her. If they somehow managed it they would have to go in person and possibly alert L in the process.
"We're stuck again." Mello sighed heavily and harshly clicked out of her patient files. It hadn't been all that difficult for Matt to hack into them as they were in a database on the internet that was easy to control.
Matt sat back, watching Mello pace the room with a hand unconsciously resting at his lower back to ease the tension. There was something they were missing. There had to be. Why was L not concerned with searching for the missing task force members when they had knowledge of him and could expose his entire investigation if their minds were disturbed?
"Mello... what if we shouldn't be looking for anyone living?" he asked suddenly, sitting bolt upright in his chair. Mello stopped and stared oddly at him.
"And why would we not be looking for living people?" Mello asked, irritation still in his tone, but Matt knew it wasn't aimed at him.
"Pardon the overused phrase but: dead men tell no tales. What if L wasn't looking for them because one or more of them were dead? Hell, what if L-" Matt stopped himself though as Mello's eyes narrowed. He knew the blond still struggled with L not being who he had expected, still wanted to believe that he might have some good left, but with being in contact with the notebook for so long, Matt knew that whoever L used to be was probably no longer 'alive' for lack of a better word.
"Alright, so if L did have them killed, then what is the point of looking anymore?"
"Because we don't know. Who's to say they are all dead or that any of them are dead at all. But it's something to look into, isn't it? A new avenue we haven't tried..."
Mello had stopped pacing and stood, staring at him, before he nodded. "You might be right..."
"I am occasionally," Matt told him flippantly, making Mello smile.
"Yay obituaries," Mello sang sarcastically but still sat himself beside Matt.
Matt knew that it wasn't the way Mello had thought the case might go, all the witnesses, or escapees depending on one's view, being dead. But Matt also knew that every moment since he'd voiced his opinion, that it was gaining purchase in Mello's mind, the idea growing and taking hold.
Even if he was wrong, it was something to look into.
.
They started out with reported deaths, those of police officers. As expected, nothing had been found. At least nothing that had made front page of the news papers or television. What they had found, while not hidden, had been swept under the rug. Something that someone didn't want attention drawn to.
"Matt, they never even made it out of the area, never mind Japan!"
Ide and Mogi. Both of them found dead of blood loss in an alley hardly six blocks from L's building. The fact that L hadn't even moved since their escape and deaths spoke volumes of his mental capacity these days.
He was making mistakes, even risking his own exposure, and Matt wondered how long it would be before he or Near did something that got them identified. Or arrested at this rate.
"We can't be certain it was L's doing, though it's at least in the fifty percentile. They were traveling with four others affected by the death note, including Kira. Any one of them could have shot them." Mello sighed, eyes resting on the crime photos before him.
It was true. They couldn't know who had done it. L might have hired someone to go after Kira and the five officers that aided in his escape; hell, L could have gone after them himself. Or it could have been Kira or one of the other officers. But they were on to something for once. Matt almost hoped they wouldn't find more bodies...that maybe more people had escaped this mess... but somehow he was doubtful.
He and Mello were lucky. Almost too lucky. And it made Matt wonder if it was only due to how far L had fallen. If he and Mello's problem had happened around the time of Kira's escape, would they still have gotten away? It was unsettling to think about.
Matt's eyes joined Mello's on the photos.
Those two had never made it out of Japan. And it made them both wonder... had any of the others?
-End 22-
AN: er... rather late update but I come with excuses! First, beta was MIA for a week then I went MIA *work related* and well... its here now so :D
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