everyone has a secret, so bite your mother tongue and let the truth bleed over you.

[reprism]

[Light was searching for the kitchen, and he's sure that the door he opened was the right one - honestly! it was even labeled with "kitchen" and everything, after all. so when he steps inside and finds himself faced with a large, empty room, with paneled walls and its floor covered with various colourful carpets and rugs, he stops dead, even as

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[isalright]

Oh, this isn't the kitchen.

Hey, Light.

[yourfinaldeeds]

You son of a bitch!

-Mello, red-faced with rage, tackles L.-

How could you do that?

[isalright]

Jesus, Mello!

*Down and breathless, winded and unable to answer, even though the room would have forced him to.*

[reprism]

Mello, you - don't - [kind of standing there helplessly, figuratively wringing his hands. he's still kind of reeling.]

[yourfinaldeeds]

-His fists are at L's collar, shaking him, even against the floor.-

You knew how much I love her! What the fuck were you thinking?!

[isalright]

It was ages ago, before I had really figured that out, and I thought I could love her that much too and I'd never had that before with someone who could possibly want to do that with me.

*Shoving at him, to get him off.*

[yourfinaldeeds]

-Not letting go-

I COULD FUCKING KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!

[reprism]

[okay, this is getting a bit scary now. as in, Mello-is-about-to-bash-L's-head-in scary. so Light steps forward quickly, reaching out and grabbing Mello's shoulders, dragging at them with all his force.] Okay, enough! There will be no homicide, fucksakes!

[isalright]

*L succeeds in tossing him off, with Light's help and the aid of the fact that he's the only one here who isn't wasting away.*

Sorry.

[yourfinaldeeds]

SORRY isn't GOOD ENOUGH, you motherfucker!

-He struggles against Light-

Let go of me, I swear to Christ -

[isalright]

*Well out of the way.*

It's over! I can't lie about that.

[reprism]

Well you know, I'm tempted to agree with you on that point, Mello, but beating L up isn't going to help anything either! [clinging on firmly.] And L, the fact that it's over doesn't change a fucking thing, because that's not what it's about.

[yourfinaldeeds]

Oh but it would help! Violence is the only thing that makes me feel normal!

-He stops struggling-

Wait ... what?

[isalright]

You're angry?

[reprism]

[pausing to blink at Mello.] Then come to the gym room and beat up a punching bag with me.

[at L's question, his face arranges itself into a classic 'did you seriously just say that?' expression.] You did not seriously just ask me that, did you?

[yourfinaldeeds]

Punching bag isn't going to cut it, Yagami. Christ.

Now I just really want to go make out with Near again.