NoirFoxy: I hate having to disclaim these stories. I really do. It PAINS me to know I don't own these sexy guys -sighs-.
Matt & Mello: ~~no comment~~
It was a bright, sunny cold winter day and Mello pushed his way through heavy snow. He had just begun a trip to the grocery store when he passed her. Her; being a young girl sitting on the side of the street in rags. Mello stopped his expedition and stood in front of her. She brought her head up to observe whoever stood there before her. Honey coloured eyes met bright blue eyes.
"You alone kid?" Mello asked in a voice that he hoped was gentle. The girl nodded her head. She stood up and began to walk away. Mello twitched, but didn't follow her. She returned moments later wrapped in a thin, filthy blanket. Her eyes followed Mello's movement as he leaned down to her height. He pressed his hand to her forehead and she slunk away.
"Don't." she whispered.
"Kid, you got a fever." She didn't say anything as he gently picked her up and carried her off to his home. Upon arriving at his and Matt's home, Mello set the girl down on the couch and called Matt.
"Yo, what's up Mels?" Matt asked. "It's not like you to call me when I'm at work."
"I found a kid on my way to the store and she's burning up. I took her home and I'm gonna clean her up. She's homeless." Mello said. The girl he was talking about was staring at the room wide-eyed. "She doesn't look older than seven. I'll call you after I feed her and such."
"Mels, you've gone all soft." Matt chuckled.
"Goodbye Matt." Mello hissed and hung up the phone. Mello once again picked the girl up and made his way to the washroom. The girl noticed this and began squirming.
"No….Please don't!" she begged weakly. Mello stared at her oddly before it clicked. She thought he was going to rape her. Obviously she'd been raped before. Mello shuddered at the thought.
"No, shhh. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I'm just going to clean you up." he said.
"That's what….the bad man said." she muttered. Mello set her down and began to gently remove her clothes. He nearly pulled away when he saw the bruises, cuts and dry blood on her.
"Good God, who did this to you?" he asked. The girl's head hung in shame, her hair (Mello couldn't tell the colour due to all the filth) covering her face. He finished undressing the girl and wrapped her in a towel. Mello then proceeded to fill the bathtub with warm water. "Can you tell me if the water is too warm for
you?" Then it hit Mello, that he didn't know her name. How frightening it must be, to be randomly plucked from the streets by a total stranger whose name you didn't even know, and then to be given a bath, by said stranger. He watched as the girl stuck her hand it he water and drew it back quickly. Mello reached over to change the temperature when the girl's hand was gently placed on his.
"Why...is it warm?" she asked. I guess you can say that Mello was shocked. The blonde's head reared back in surprise. 'Don't tell me she's never had a proper bath before!'
"Kid, what's you're name? I forgot to ask earlier." Mello asked.
"I-I don't have a name." she whispered. "What's yours?"
"Mello, and the bath is warm because the water is pre-heated." Mello said. The girl nodded. 'I'll have to consult Matt about what to name her,' "For now, I'll just call you kid, okay?" She nodded. Forty minutes later, Mello walked out with a clean child in his arms. From her bath, he found out that her hair was white. She was also incredibly pale, which made the bruises and cuts stand out. If it wasn't for her honey coloured eyes, Mello would have thought the girl to be an albino.
", sir," her tiny voice ripped Mello out of his thoughts. He looked at the girl he was carrying in surprise. "I don't wish to be a bother…..but I'm hungry. I understand if you don't want to feed me, for I have intruded in you're home. If you can kindly put me back where you found me, I shall never bother you again,"
"Sorry kid, but no. You're stuck here and yes I'm going to feed you. But why the fuck would I kick you out after I just scrubbed you clean? All my hard work down the fucking drain, no thanks!" Mello said. She flinched at each swear word that came from the blonde's mouth.
"I'm sorry for offending you ." she whispered.
"Please, don't call me it makes me feel old. Mello is fine and you didn't offend me kid, what makes you think that?" She didn't answer and Mello sighed. He placed her in a chair before another thought hit him. She couldn't stay in Matt's shirt. Mello picked up the phone just as his lover walked through the door.
"Honey, I'm home!" he called. Mello flew from the kitchen and Matt found himself being shoved out the door with a few hundred dollar bills in his hand.
"Go out and buy some clothes for the girl." Mello said and pressed a quick kiss to Matt's lips and went back inside. Matt stared at Mello until his blonde lover turned around a corner. Upon returning to the kitchen Mello found the girl staring at her hands. "What's up kid?"
"Why would you do this for someone you don't know?" she asked. Mello was silent.
"It's the right thing to do." he said firmly after a while. "Now, what do you want to eat?" Mello could cook. He wasn't amazing, but at least he didn't burn everything that he touched. Matt on the other hand, couldn't cook to save his life. After his attempt to cook a Valentine's Day breakfast in bed for Mello, the blonde had forbid him from using the kitchen again.
"I get to choose?" The shock in the girl's voice scared Mello. This girl has been physically and sexually abused, didn't know why the bath water was warm, and now she's asking if she gets to choose food!
"Yes you do."
"I-I don't," she didn't finish her sentence. Mello understood perfectly. He sighed and placed his hand on her head. Ruffling her hair he decided that he was going to cook Matt's favourite vegetarian meal. Mello pulled the girl to her feet and walked her over to the counter, of which he set her upon.
"You can help me cook. I don't know about you, but Matt's a vegetarian, so were going to be eating a lot of meatless meals." Mello stated bluntly. The girl shook her head.
And so the cooking began. Whatever Mello asked for, the girl handed it to him. Mello gave her pointers and she smiled slightly when he handed her a spoon and told her to mix the vegetables. Dinner was on the table and ready when Matt returned. The girl was standing on a chair, beaming at the meal she helped make.
"Is it safe to say I'm home now Mels?" Matt asked. A small gasp and ex-mafia leader found the girl clinging to his pant leg. Mello rolled his eyes.
"Yes."
"Well then. Honey, I'm home!" Matt was ignored. Mello was attending to the girl, whose eyes had begun to well up with tears. Matt set the bags down and walked into the kitchen to see his blonde kneeling in front of a small girl. "This is the kid you were talking about? Damn, I didn't expect her to be so skinny!"
"Yes Matt, this is the kid I was talking about. No, Matt won't hurt you." Mello cooed at the girl who was trying to get away. "Matt, stop standing there like a retard and introduce yourself!"
"Hey, I'm Matt," he said awkwardly. Honey brown eyes landed on the figure that stood behind Mello.
"You look weird," she mused. Mello laughed and Matt stared at the girl.
"Yeah, thanks. Mello, the kid's clothes are in those bags," Matt said and made his way over to the table. Mello picked the girl up, gathered the bags and proceeded to his and Matt's room. "Mello, I didn't get the kid's name." Matt called.
"We need to name her. Her parents didn't bother to." 'What nice parents she has' Matt thought. Mello soon came out with the girl in a cutesy green dress and black boots. The dress had a dark green heart in the middle of it. He also pulled her hair back, resulting it in a pony tail. Small strands of white hair fell over her pale face and large honey coloured eyes blinked at Matt.
"Mello. This girl…is so damn cute." Matt squealed. The redhead chose to overlook the bruises and cuts.
"Isn't she?" Mello once again picked up the girl and carried her to the table. Matt followed along wide-eyed and staring at her. They sat down and Mello said thanks. "Matt, I was thinking Kida sounds nice," The girl cocked her head to the side before she shook it.
"I don't think so, how about Lily?" A shake of the head rewarded his suggestion. "Charlie?"
"Matt she's a girl."
"Charlie is a girl's name!" Matt defended.
"On what planet? Blanc?"
"Who the fuck, would name their child "White"?"
"Aisu then!" At this, the girl nodded her head. "You like Aisu? You do know it means ice in Japanese right?"
"I didn't, but I like the name," she said.
"Aisu it is then!" Matt exclaimed. Aisu smiled. Finally she had a name! The happy moment was no longer happy when Aisu's head hit the table.
Hehe! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter . I always see these and I wanted to write one for myself! ^^