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For as long as he could remember knowing him, Matt had loved Mello.
They had met when they were eleven, they were sixteen now.
At first Matt had tried to deny it to himself, he cant love Mello. He's a guy and until he met and made friends
with Mello he had considered himself to be straight.
Maybe it wasnt that kind of love...
Matt sometimes wondered if Mello ever got sick of him always following him around, always agreeing with him, but the blonde had never said anything. In fact he seemed to enjoy the redheads company. The hugs. The loyalty. The small, seceret smiles Matt gave Mello. It was a small miracle that his friend hadnt noticed.
Loyalty.
It was because he was so loyal, because he loved Mello that he was here.
To take 100 bullets in the chest.
Matt leaned against the red convertable, a ciggerette between his smirking lips. His heart thumping with a mixture of fear of dying, and the thought that maybe Mello would realise why Matt was doing this.
"I said I would die for you Mello" he murmured.
The guns were level.
"You cant possibly shoot at -"
BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!
They all fired at the same time, Matt vaguely noticed that his waistcoat was stained with blood as he fell back.
"Mello"
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Crap I know but I felt like doing this....
Xx Kate