*DISCLAMER: I do not own death note! My inspiration for this story is another story called "Papa Mello and Dada Matt" by strawberryxshine, she is an amazing righter and you should read her stories! This will contain Matt and Mello yaoi more than once as the story goes.
Mello POV:
At Wammy house: Mello – 14 Matt – 13…..
To me, Matt has always seemed innocent. Shure, he can make me mad sometimes, but I never get as mad at him as I do everyone else. I knew he would be my best friend from the first time I met him….
(Mello first meeting matt): *Roger called Mello to his office and Mello was sure he was in trouble about something. But how could he have been caught? He had been so careful this week. As he walked into the office Rodger spoke.
"ah! Mello, this is Mail, he will be your new roommate." Rodger said pointing to the redheaded boy who was too involved in his game to look up.
"OK! Rule one ginger! Under no circumstances will you ever touch my chocolate! Understand?" Mello said immediately to the smaller boy who was still paying no attention to Mello. "Oi! Mail! Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Mello was starting to get pissed and looked more intimidating than ever. Rodger even got ready to take cover under his desk, but Mail….Didn't even look up.
"Take a chill pill man, and I prefer to be called Matt" The redhead said as he adjusted his goggles some. Mello was completely shocked; all the anger went away immediately. This is the only person who was not intimidated by his rage. Was it just because he didn't know better? Either way, Mello knew he would be friends with this somewhat adorable boy.*
5 years later, back to where our story began….
Mello was getting ready to go out to get some more chocolate with the money Matt had given him for his birthday last week. "Matt, while I'm gone you need to clean our room. Or at least pick your video games and dirty clothes off the floor." Mello said as he walked towards the door.
"ugg! Why me? You're the one who leaves the chocolate rappers all over our room." Matt said, not paying full attention to Mello since he was too distracted by his video game. Mello turned to face Matt with a semi-death glare.
"First of all, there is ONE chocolate rapper in here; the rest is YOUR mess. Second, if you don't have our room clean by the time I'm back then I'll have no choice but to spank you again." Mello said matter a fact like. At this Matt's eyes went wide at the memory of how painful a spanking from Mello is. Mello tried hard not to giggle at how adorable Matt's scarred face looked at the moment. A small smirk made its way to Mello's lips.
"And this time it will be A LOT worse! So you better clean the room, because I'm not gonna pick up after you." Mello at this point was trying to intimidate Matt, he knew that if he didn't have Matt clean the room that Matt would sit there all day playing video games and if Matt didn't then Mello would have no choice but to follow through with his threat.
"Fine, you win, I'll clean the room in a minute." Matt said going back to his video game.
"I'll be back in 15 minutes, that should me more than enough time for you to do what is needed." Mello said as he walked out the door. The second the door shut Matt sprang into action, but not to clean the room, he crawled under his bed and found his pack of cigarettes that he knew his older roommate would not be pleased with.
Matt POV:
I got my smokes out from underneath the bed and went over and opened the window. I lit a cigarette being sure that I would keep my eye on the clock; I need to make sure I still have time to clean before girly-boy comes back. It only took me two minutes to smoke one of my cigs so I decided to have another one and started thinking, much to my dismay, I was thinking about the magazine I found under Nears bed that had pictures of well..you know…girls….as well as guys. I looked down and noticed a buldge in my pants 'damnit! Well at least Mello is gone, I can take care of this.'. I closed the window and took care of my predicament, if you catch my drift.
When I finished, I cleaned myself up, put my pack of cigs away and got ready to clean the room. As I walked past the window, out of the corner of my eye I saw the most horrifying picture I could have seen at the moment. It was Mello! Walking up to Wammy's! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
I started throwing things around trying my best to get the room clean in seconds, but it was no use, I was making it worse.
Mello POV:
I was coming back later than expected, but at least Matt's mess will be gone and I'll get to relax. Heck! Maby I'll play a video game with him for being clean for once in his life. I walked into Wammy house with a smile on my face as I casually gave Near the finger and walked to the room I share with Matt. As I opened the door an old dirty shirt was thrown at my face, when I pulled the smelly piece of clothing from my face I saw a short redhead with goggles and a striped shirt franticly throwing things all over the place and the room was twice a mess as it was when I left. I casually walked through the door and shut it behind me, then starred at Matt. "MAAAATTTTTTT!" I yelled as I felt the anger shoot through my veins.
I saw matt freeze and look up at me with his goggles messed up on his head. I would have noticed how cute it was if I wasn't so angry at the moment. "How the hell did you manage to make it dirtier!?"
Normal POV:
Matt trimbbled and stuttered as he pulled his goggles down from his eyes to his neck and looked up at Mello "I d-don't kn-now". Mello grabbed Matt by his hair and pulled him across the room pissed as hell…
To be continued in the next chapter….
Me: Moohahaha! So I decided to start my story out with Yaoi so the next chapter will be for the most part yaoi….but this will evolve into a real story.
Mello: Will you have yaoi even after that? ^.^
Me: yes! Yes I will! But it will have a plot!
Matt: ummm….ummm….please don't hurt me.
Me: sorry Matt, you're small in the beginning of my story, but don't worry…you grow up ;)
Mello: review people! And give this righter suggestions!
(There is a good chance you will get a new chapter as early as tomorrow. I don't sleep.)
