-Mello's POV-
"WHAT? What the hell do you mean, 'L's dead'?" I shouted into the phone.
"He died trying to fight Kira, Mello. He died a noble death," Near spoke quietly, barely a whisper. After a few moments of silence, he spoke again, and I could practically hear the smirk on the little brat's face. "However, without you here, I believe that clears the path for me to become L's successor."
"Ha! Yeah, right. Over my dead body," I said sarcastically. "No. I will work on the case from where I am now."
"And that is?" Near asked. Oh, I see where this is going. No way in hell would I give the little albino any information.
"None of your business," I finished. "But if you expect me to help you out, you have a whole new thing coming for you."
Near sighed into the phone. "I figured you would say that. Oh, well. Best of luck to you, Mello. You're going to need it. Well, I'll be going then."
"No! Wait!" I cried.
"What? Have you changed your mind already?" Near asked. Oh, I hate you so much, you little albino brat. Always getting in the way, trying to be just like L.
"No way in hell. But... Do you- um..." I stuttered.
"Yes?"
"Do you know where Matt is? Is he okay?" I blurted.
"Oh, I see. Yes, Matt is fine," Near said. He then went on to tell me Matt's current address.
"Thank you, Near. Until we meet again," I smirked.
"Yes. Until we meet again."
I hung up, and unwrapped a chocolate bar. Taking a bite, I started my car. Time to greet an old friend.
