[Mint]

"Who said that!?" Mihael whirled on the group. "He's got the nuts!? Huh!? Anyone!?"

He skimmed the group.

[Uke]

A form stepped out and the white-haired boy beside him groaned. "Light..."

"I see that neither of you can match up to my skills," Light chuckled. "You might as well request a termination of contract now!"

[Mint]

"You weren't even in this scene, what're you doing here?" Mihael frowned and looked Raito over before he smirked. "Oh, is it because L's here?"

[Uke]

Light scoffed a bit. "As if I would come to spend time with my ex-costar. And you'd best learn to call him by his real name, Mihael, least you lose touch with reality and start referring to yourself as Mello."

He shot a glare toward Nate, who blushed and turned away.

[Mint]

"Light, are you here for more revisions?" The raven-haired man asked. "You know that the writer can't be on-set during filming."

[Uke]

"Actually, I was called in from my revisions because the director wants to shoot a scene that doesn't have you two in it," Light scoffed, sending the teenagers a smirk.

[Mint]

"Pre-Madonna." Mihael rolled his eyes before grabbing Nate's hand and dragging him to the door. "Let's go, I need some food anyway, you hungry?"

He looked around.

"Wardrobe!" He called. "Get me out of this crap! I feel like it's sticking to me!"

[Uke]

A few people came over and steered the teenagers into the wardrobe closet.

White Mello peeled out of the tight leather, Nate moved over to the mirror and pulled out the black contacts that he had to wear for his roll. He leaned back and dropped a few eye-drops into his almost colorless eyes, blinking a few times before pulling off the heavy white shirt he was wearing.

"Oh, gosh," He chuckled, grabbing the photo of 'Mello' as a child before it fell. "I forgot that was there."

[Mint]

"Careful, that's the only copy I got." Mihael warned. "I don't want it getting wrinkled either."

[Uke]

Nate turned to blink at him, before he carefully set the picture down, as if he were afraid to touch it.

[Mint]

"I can't believe they wouldn't just make a copy of it." Mihael sighed before he pulled on a long black shirt and then grabbed his matching jeans. "My mother would kill me if anything happened to that photo."

[Uke]

"You mean it's... actually a photo of you?" Nate asked in surprise, his clear eyes wide. "I thought they just used photoshop or some random kid-!"

[Mint]

"No, it's me." Mihael sighed. "I must've been like...thirteen or fourteen...I don't know."

He walked over to Nate.

"you gonna get dressed?" He asked.

[Uke]

"But you look so young," Nate hummed. "And you're seventeen now, so it wasn't that long ag-" He paused as he realized Mihael was right in front of him, and then squeaked.

[Mint]

"Wow, what was that?" Mihael blinked.

[Uke]

"Um... I'll be back-!" Nate cried, grabbing his change of clothes and disappearing into one of the dressing rooms.