The Dark Side (3)

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I was in a bar with Light two weeks later, laughing over some stupid joke, when the door was kicked in and I dropped my glass in shock as a familar face strode in and looked around. He found me and walked straight over to me. We stared at each other in silence.

"Uh who the fuck are you? Do you two know each other?" Light asked. He looked back and forth between us until he started laughing. "No way, that can't be Mello?"

Mello glared at him. "Hello Light. Or should I say, Kira."

"I'm not Kira, and what do you want, Mello?"

"I want to talk to Y/N, in private." Mello demanded.

"Well she doesn't want to talk to you, she's talking to me. Right, Y/N?" Light put his arm around me possessively.

"Yes. I don't want to talk to you, Mello."

He looked behind him and nodded, and Matt ran in and pointed a gun at Light. People stood up screaming and Mello took my arm and pulled me outside during the confusion.

"What the fuck, Mello, you can't just kidnap me." I snapped at him.

"I'm not, I just need to talk to you."

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