Disclaimer:If i owned Death Note i wouldnt be writing on here, now would i?
Matt stared at the chocolate bar in wonder, while Mello stood on the other side of their shared dorm at Wammy's in a fighting stance, ready to defend his chocolate bar from anyone who dared to eat it but him.
"Mail Jeevas, I swear, if you even poke that with your tounge I will wring your neck with my fingernails,"Mello threatened.
Matt smirked deviously, moving the chocolate closer to his waiting tounge. The truth was, he didn't care for chocolate at all, he just wanted to see what his best friend would do in a situation like this. He knew that this probably wasn't worth risking his life, but, hey, he was bored.
"I bet your chocolate tastes amazing,"Matt said in a teasing tone. He was going to get as much fun out of this as Mello allowed.
He brought the chocolate closer to his lips, and, before he knew it, Mello was straddling him.
"Give me the chocolate!"he yelled at Matt, the look of the devil in his eys. This was getting very bad for Matt, very fast.
"Make me."
Mello looked shocked for a minute, then smiled a smile so wicked it'd put the devil out of business.
"O-okay, if you say so Matty,"he sing-songed.
Dropping the chocolate bar, he bent over and pressed his lips to the red-heads. Said red-head almost died from shock, then realized what was going on and quickly began kissing back.
Mello licked and bit at the other boy's bottom lip until he opened his mouth, letting Mello slip his tounge in.
Naturally, Matt tasted like smoke but there was something else... Hehe, a monster. I could get used to this taste, Mello thought, tilting his head to deepen the kiss.
Matt hesitantly pulled away when he couldn't breath anymore, only to find Mello smirking his ass off.
"And that, my Matty, is what happens when you take my chocolate,"he said, getting up and walking out the door.
Note to self: Take Mello's chocolate more often, Matt thought to himself, blushing fiercely.
