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Light didn't reply, glaring heavily at Nate, but keeping his mouth shut.

"He doesn't think we like him and you think that's a JOKE!?" Missy yelled at her brother. "No wonder he never got that you had a huge crush on him, you dense idiot!"

"He what?" Nate gaped.

"Hey!" Mihael growled at his sister. "Shut up! Like you did any better for him! Why do you think he left!?"

"Huh!?" Nate gaped a second time.

"He didn't leave on purpose, you idiot, and if he did it was because you were too dense to realize he totally wanted in your pants!" Missy yelled.

"WHAT!?" Mihael blinked- looking seriously taken aback by the last comment.

"...Oh come on," Nate snorted. "I had a poster of you above my bed."

He rolled his eyes.

"Why are we even talking about this?" He asked. "We have more important things to discuss."

"Yeah, I knew you were kinda crushing and were a fan, okay." Mihael sighed. "But it didn't seem like you were gonna be making any moves and you were with Chester anyway."

"Chester?" Nate asked, as if trying to remember. "Oh god! That creeper pedo guy!? Please! I was using him to make you jealous!"

"Told you," Missy snorted.

"What, seriously!?" Mihael blinked- looking shocked.

"I told you he was kind of dense," Nate said, smiling at Mello somewhat fondly.

"But he came all the way here just for you." Mello offered. "Even I'm not dumb enough to miss that."

"I also told you he's a big sweetheart, did I not?" Nate laughed, before he looked at Mihael. "I'm really, um..." His cheeks turned a bit pink. "...Flattered... that you came all this way for me."

Mihael blinked- his own cheeks pinking up a bit.

"...You can do that on cue." Mello laughed at Nate.

"Shut up!" Nate groaned, smacking Mello's shoulder lightly. "Way to ruin the moment, Mels!"

Missy cleared her throat as she saw the heart break on her brother's face and the frown on Mail's. "So, will you explain what is going on now?"

"...Well, you all remember the Kira case?" Mello asked.

Every single person in the room gave him an 'are you kidding' look.

"...Yeah, so do we." Mello snorted. "Well, it ain't over."