Yeah, I have given into temptation and am writing one of these... I can't believe it... Well, what can I say. I'm a MattxMello addict and proud of it, and I just had to write on of these! So, here is the first one! Oh and just saying, in most of these, Mello will be older than Matt... Just giving a head up. And sorry that I make Mels sound like an obsessed girl in this... My mind was fried and it was 2 am... You don't want to know what goes through my mind then... Welll, anyhoo! Onward to Yaoi!

Art Class

Matt's POV

Summary: A simple task taken horribly wrong...

Stupid, stupid, stupid art class! I hate it! For one, I am incapable of producing anything that represents what they call 'ART'. So that's why when we do realilistic sketches, Mello is drawing me. All i have to do is stand there and look sexy, not a hard , this was a bit boring. All I do for the hour and fifteen minute periods is to look at other people and the person they are drawing. Linda was looking a Rina intently and drawing a line every one and a while. Boring. If only Mello hadn't of taken my PSP, then I wouldn't be so bored. But NO, it would ruin the picture. What a load of shit. But one very good thing that came from this project was that I got to stare at Mello for over an hour without him feeling uncomfortable. I got to look at his pretty blue eyes and the way the florescent lighting glared off them. Watching the way he would stick his tongue out a little to the right when he was concentrarting. The little grin that caressed his perfectly curved pink lips. The way that every time I moved , even a little, he would growl to move me back into place. He just sat there looking like an angel while he acted like he was drawing one. I wonder if Mello will come over tonight... We could play that new video game I got. There was a part I couldn't get past. The part with the castle and the dragon and the snowmonster thing... What was that thing? It was puffy and white like a cat but tall and lean like a dragon. Maybe I'll call it a neko-dragon. Damn japanese and their addicting animes! Making me think stupid thoughts. Speaking of stupid thoughts, there was that time he fell down an esclator chasing Mello. An escaltator. The ones that go down. God that was embarassing and stupid. But if Mello hadn't of stolen my wallet that wouldn't of happened. But noooooo! He needed money to buy those damned leather shoes. Stupid Mello and his leather addiction. Speaking of Melle, he was now placing his pencil back on the canvas with a flourish.

"My masterpiece is complete!" Mello yelled to the world. I relaxed and ran over to see the picture. I expected something somewhat wholesome. Like me sitting on the desk or something but noooo. Why do simple projects make Mello so vulger? The picture was of me in a very provocative stance over a innocent looking Mello. Every strand of hair was in detail, but it was the disturbingness of this picture that shocked me. I wondered for a second about how he got his own porportions so perfect, but thought that was a question never ment to be answered. Another thought arose. If a teacher saw this...

"Mello! Ohmygod! How could you draw something like that in public?" Mello jutted out his bottom lip and looked sad.

"So you don't like it?" He wiped at his eyes like he was crying.

"No Mels, I like it but if a teacher-" i was cut off by the voice of our art twacher, Ms. McLendand.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" She looked over Mello's shoulder to get a good look at the picture and nearly fell over when she saw it. "Mail, Miheal. Pricipals office, now. And take that 'thing' with you." Mello smiled and took his picture down to the office. I on the other hand was about to strangle him. Stupid Mello and his perverted mind. When we sat on the bench outside the office, Mello began poking me. I gave him a pissy look and slapped his hand away.

"What?" I snapped.

"Do you really like the picture?" Mello asked with a tone in his voice that told me he was about to cry.

"Yes I do Mels, but I wish you had of just waited until we got home." Mello's face brightened and I couldn't help but smile.

"Soo... You want to redo the picture? But with a model this time?" Mello looked at me very suggestivly and I nodded with a plastered on my face.

"Sure, go for it." It was only then that I noticed the principal standing next to us with a disturbed look on his face.

"your, umm...Free to go... Head back to class." And he nearly ran back into his office. I grabbed Mello's hand and pulled him towards the history room.

"Come on Mello! The sooner we get this hellhole over and down with, the sooner we can get home." Mello smiled and followed after me into the darknes that was history.

Yeah, so you like? I have been working on these like forever! I am just going to put all my MattxMello oneshots into this story. so if you do seem to like this for some odd reason, then just realize updates will be very far between... Just sayin! Well, R&R! Or I'll send Neko-Dragon after you!

Love,

Phen 3

P.S. here is a preview of next one-shot!

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