Matt paused and looked over his shoulder.

"...Mello leaves?" Matt frowned.

"Well... obviously the things that happen there aren't the same," Nate said, clearing his throat.

"Or haven't happened yet...Mello hasn't turned fifteen yet." Matt started to sit up. "What year is it back in your place?"

"2011," Nate mumbled, before he added - as if to change the subject - "There's a PlayStation 3!"

"You mean he could take off!?" Matt breathed. "Just up and leave!? Why!?"

He turned so Nate was now sitting on his middle and sat up- looking frantic.

"I don't know, they didn't cover that!" Nate whined. "I said too much, I'm sorry-!"

"I have to talk to Mello!" Matt started to wriggle out from beneath Nate. "I have to talk him outta it or something!"

"He's not leaving yet-!" Nate cried, trying to keep the redhead down - and calm. "Matt, please, listen-!"

He just wasn't getting through. Letting out a frustrated huff, Nate shoved the other down onto the bed and pressed their lips together.

--Scene Change--

"...Why are you staring at me?" Missy asked, frowning. "And where's Nate?"

"...This...isn't Nate." Mail frowned and looked back at Near.

"But..." Mihael frowned and looked at Near more closely.

"Uh... duh?" Missy offered. "God, you two are such boys..."

Moving over, she grabbed Near's arm and tugged him closer, beside her. "He's at least three inches shorter then Nate," She commented. "And weighs maybe ten pounds more... not saying you're fat, sweetie. You're skinnier then a lamp post... and my guess is that since this..." She motioned to Near's midriff, which made the boy's cheeks turn a little pink as he attempted to pull his shirt down. "Is missing its usual piercing, chances are the tongue ring and earring holes are gone. Not to mention the tattoos."

"I wanna prove that the tattoos are gone." Mail said eagerly.

Reaching up, Missy smacked the back of his head, before pushing Near toward Chester. "Chester, it's not Nate, right? You've got an eye for detail."

"No it's not, but where is he?" Chester reached out and took the front of Near's shirt- pulling him up onto his toes.

Near's eyes went wide and he squeaked in surprise.

"Hey, hey!" Missy called, brushing Chester's hands off. "Why would he know where Nate is?" She turned toward the boy, speaking in a gentle voice. "How did you get in here, sweetheart?"

"I came out of the closet," Near informed, eying the man nervously.

The girl blinked for a moment before glancing at Lawliet. "Well... that's very nice, but..."

"I mean that is how I got in here," Near clarified, calmly.

"...Chester, is there a reason you were keeping a small child in your closet?" Missy inquired.

"How did you get in my closet?" Chester demanded.

"Your door wasn't even locked." Mihael replied. "Not when I came along."

"It wasn't locked when I got here either." Mail offered. "Near was looking for his inhaler in the closet."

"I do not use an inhaler," Near informed, looking over at Mihael.

"...Did you just call him Near?" Missy asked.