Fractured Ties (A Death Note Matt x Reader)

Rehearsal

"FBI, assemble." Near ordered.

The FBI agents poked their heads through the heaps of junk surrounding the warehouse. They holstered up their guns and shot (fake) non-lethals at the surrounding dummies labeled as "security guards", knocking them out.

"CIA, head inside!" 

All the CIA agents (including you) headed inside, each equipped with tranquilizer guns (containing fake darts), shooting at any dummies in your way. You headed towards the center-front of the building, towards a plain desk (the secretary desk, as you were told). A dummy sat behind the desk. Red letters were splattered across its chest with paint. "Secretary" it read. You shot a tranquilizer dart, sending it flying towards its chest, slightly tearing the surrounding fabric. The dummy fell and you took its spot, (pretending to be) filing paperwork and answering calls like an actual office-lady. Halle and Gevanni stood nearby, pretending to carry on with the organization's business. Commander Rester proceeded towards the back room, and stood beside the biggest dummy labeled "boss". Subtly, he jabbed a dart into its left thigh, making the dummy fall over. Anthony pretended to call the office number, and you picked up the phone.

"The boss has been taken down." He said in a low voice.

You nodded and began tucking some files inside your cardigan's hidden pocket (they will serve as evidence). Halle, Gevanni, Rester and you headed to the "basement" (Matt had already informed Near, with just a simple text message.) and was greeted by four dummies surrounding a red dummy tied to a chair. Halle, Gevanni and Rester took out the four dummies while you proceeded towards the center dummy and untied it, rescuing the victim. You carried the red dummy back to the front of the warehouse, hurling it towards Near. It landed on his lap.

"We're done, are you happy?" You said.

Near stared back at you with indifferent, grey, eyes.

"Very well then, we'll call it a day." He responded, gently removing the dummy from his lap.

"Everyone, come back!" Rester called out.

The rest of the agents gathered around Near.

"We're calling it a day. Just so you know, all of you are wearing ear-pieces on the day of the plan (whichis tomorrow). Matt's currently putting them together. I'll be commanding you from the CIA headquarters." 

Everyone nodded and lined up at the portable washroom, wanting to change back to their casual wear. On your way to the washroom, you were greeted by agent L.

"I haven't had a chance to properly introduce myself to you. I'm agent L. Not to be confused with the great detective L, you can call me agent Li. I saw that you weren't really listening to Near, but I can't really blame you." He extended his hand.

"I'm agent (f/n), (l/n), but you can just call me (f/n). Nice to meet you." You shook his hand.

"Well then, I'm glad we've got that settled then." Li headed towards the back of the line.

You went along with him, patiently waiting for your turn.

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You finally changed back into your shirt, jeans, denim jacket and black combat boots. It felt great to peel off the formal skirt, blouse, cardigan and heels. You handed your costume over to Near and he placed them inside a cardboard box, along with the others. You and Mello headed towards Matt's car (Mello made sure to call dibs on "shotgun", but he deserved it anyway, having to sit at the back seat on the way to the warehouse). You grumbled and sat at the backseat, all the way home to your shared apartment. You arrived at your apartment and kicked off your combat boots, desperately wanting to unwind for the day, fighting off the nerves for tomorrow. You sat on the couch, tiredly watching Matt play COD. He cursed softly under his breath. Matt saw you from a corner of his eye, intently watching him play.

"You wanna play?' He asked you, reaching for a spare controller.

"Sure, it's not like I have anything better to do." You replied.

Matt handed you a controller, and switched his game to multiplayer mode. You and Matt were shooting down enemies for a good while. It kept you distracted from your anxiety, until you caught yourself questioning the plan's success rate.

"What if I collapse again? What if Halle fails to back me up? What if the signal between us and Near cuts off? What if Roger dies on us?" A swarm of "what-if" questions plagued your mind.

"No. Have faith in yourself and the others. There's no way we'll fail. Not like this." You attempted to fight off your thoughts with this statement.

You resurfaced back to reality, you looked down at your hands, and noticed that they were violently trembling. You were clutching the controller way to tightly and pressing the its buttons way too hard. A grenade was heading your way, you failed to dodge it. Matt tried to shield you from the explosion, but he died as well in the process. Very funny. The game must have picked up a dry sense of humor. The game must have picked up a dry sense of humor. You threw down your controller, muttering curses.

"(f/n), are you okay?" Matt asked, knowing that you were better at video games than this.

You just couldn't lie to Matt. Lying hurts people even more, and Matt would have found out the truth anyways.

"I was just nervous for tomorrow. What if the plan fails? I just don't want to lose Roger, Wammy's house and everyone I know." You spilt out.

Matt thought for a moment before responding. "The best you can do now is to believe in your team. Just think about it (f/n), when was the last time they've let you down?"

"Never." You responded.

"Have a little more faith in others, would ya?" He curled his arm around you, drawing you in for a cuddle.

"You're right, Matt. Thank you."

Matt released you, and the two of you continued playing COD until it was time to eat cheap take-outs and sleep.

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I'm sorry if this short chapter sounded too cheesy, but thank you for reading it anyway. I found out that "Yellow Box Warehouse" is located in Japan, not LA, oops. Well, in this fic, it'll be in LA, because why not? Thank you again, for reading this story, and stay tuned for more updates :)

-Vic_kky