@lunamnix starter for : matt
when he left whammy’s house he’d cut all contact. it was intentional - and difficult. he knew it would be - they may not have literally implanted tracking devices , or something just as absurd. but he knew he’d be tracked , watched. none the less. which was ironic , because he’d been doing just the same. for nearly four years - with the help of the intel his position in the mafia supplied. he’d kept an eye on his friend - the only one he really had in the orphanage. making sure the idiot - didn’t do anything stupid. or give in to working with near - like roger would have no doubt suggested when he left. he hated asking for help - he hated the weakness. not being able to do something alone - others a tool to get him where he needed. but - that cockiness and landed him in a dire spot. gloved hand reaches to touch the bandage covering his left eye - tender skin underneath still healing. weaving together - no doubt leaving some kind of disfigurement in it's wake. he dreaded removing the coverings. but the scar , however bad it may prove to be. would in turn serve to remind him of the seriousness of the kira case - one more challenging than he first thought. one he’d need matt’s help to solve. with a sigh he swallowed his pride - rapping on the apartment door. it was an address he made care to memorise.