Author's Note: Hey, my first Matt and Mello fanfic that DOESN'T involve an OC! - First time writing in a first-person POV as well. I hope it comes out ok. This story isn't really intended to be yaoi, but there could possibly be unintentional fluff. ANYWAY! I hope you enjoy It would be awesome if you could tell me what I can fix/improve on and reviews would be nice -

"Matt, I'm bored. I need you to get me some more chocolate. Are you listening to me? MATT!" I threw one of my books at him. It hit the back of his head.

He turned, holding his handheld game with one hand and rubbing his head with the other. "Geez, Mello, what was that for?" he muttered.

I scowled. "Get your lazy ass off my bed and get me some more chocolate" I took a bite of the bar I had in my hand. It was the last one I had. I scribbled down a few words on the paper I was writing. I took another bite of chocolate. The bar was slowly depleting. "Now, Matt."

With a loud and long sigh, Matt rolled onto his back, and got off my bed. He brought his game with him. "I'll be back."

I got up to retrieve the book I had tossed at my friend. I looked at the cover of the text, and sighed before sitting back down on the floor and continuing my notes.

"Here." Matt dumped a handful of chocolate bars on top of my books, then climbed back onto my bed.

I glared up at him, then brushed the chocolate aside, and began to unwrap another bar. "I was reading that," I mumbled, munching on the chocolate.

"You're always reading," Matt commented. What he did next caught me totally off-guard. He flung himself off the bed on top of me.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shouted, my heart pounding. I didn't expect him to pounce on me, and Matt wasn't exactly a pillow. "Get off; you're heavy."

He didn't. "You should stop reading, and have some fun!"

It felt like my bones were about to break. "Matt…"

"Play a game with me! OH! EVEN BETTER! Let's go play soccer!" His eyes brightened.

I couldn't take it. I flung him off, pinning him down. "And if I don't want to play soccer?" I asked, wondering if he would end up dragging me outside anyway. But I never said I didn't want to play; soccer was probably my favorite sport.

"You'll just have to come anyway!" He struggled and fought to get free. He managed to break away, and we began to wrestle, arguing over weather or not we were going to play soccer. We began laughing.

We weren't always friends. I remember when Matt first came to the orphanage, how much I hated him. I never thought that the two of us would become friends. That we would become best friends.

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The day had started like a normal Saturday morning. I had gotten up, gone to get breakfast, then went outside to play soccer with the other boys. The day was going just fine, until Roger had pulled be aside.

"Something wrong, Roger?" I asked. Normally I didn't get yelled at until sometime after lunch, when I started to pick on Near. I hadn't done anything wrong…yet.

He gave me a warm smile. "Nothing is wrong, Mello. But there is someone I want to introduce you to." He began to walk back inside, expecting me to follow.

He wants me to meet someone? I thought, tilting my head to one side. Who would want to meet me, of all people? I followed Roger, still keeping my distance. I pulled a chocolate bar from my pocket, and began to munch half-heartedly on it, still wondering who I was supposed to meet.

Roger stopped when we reached his office. He opened the door, and brought me into the room. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Matt," he apologized, sitting down at his desk.

Matt? I then noticed we weren't alone.

A red-haired boy with bright blue eyes was sitting in one of the chairs in front of Roger's desk, playing a video game. "S'okay," he replied, not looking up from his game.

"Mello, have a seat." He motioned to the chair next to the red head. I cautiously sat down, casting glances at the new boy. "Now, Mello, I'd like to introduce you to Matt."

Matt looked up from his game for the first time since we entered the room. He looked over at me, and gave me a goofy smile. "Hi there! I'm Matt!"

What an obnoxious voice! This kid was way too happy for my liking. Why the hell would Roger want me to meet him? Unless… "Roger, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded, growing angry. There was no way this game playing kid was going to be…

"Matt is going to be your new roommate," Roger answered calmly. "There aren't any empty rooms, so we need to share rooms now. Matt is new here. I thought that since you're one of the few that have been here longest, you would be able to show Matt around."

I was stunned. Was Roger insane? "There's no way in hell I'm rooming with this kid!" I shouted. "I don't want a roommate! Stick him with Near!" I didn't even know this Matt kid, but I could tell I was going to hate him. That stupid smile, his energetic personality, and the fact that he couldn't go 30 seconds without playing that damn video game of his.

Roger frowned. "Mello, you know Near would never allow anyone to room with him-"

"NEITHER WOULD I!" I roared.

"Mello, you're going to have to let Matt room with you. There's no other way this can go." He was beginning to raise his tone. If I kept this up, he'd get real pissed real fast. "Please take Matt to his new room. And try to get to know each other."

Before I knew what was happening, I was standing outside in the hallway with the stupid new kid. Ignoring him, I began to walk to MY room.

He followed. "That Roger guy's pretty old, isn't he?" he asked me.

"No shit." I walked faster.

"Hey, did you pick the name Mello, or did they give it to you?" Again with the questions.

"I didn't have a choice. What kind of name is Matt anyway? It's pretty stupid." I needed to ditch this kid. He was starting to get on my nerves. But it was too late; we were already outside my room. I cursed under my breath.

Matt seemed unfazed by my insult. "I dunno, I kinda like it. Hey, is this our room?"

I rounded on him, fuming. "No, this is MY room. You are NOT going to stay here! You can go find someone else to put up with you!" I yelled, gritting my teeth. This kid was persistent; why did he have to ask so many stupid questions?

"Is something wrong?"

"NO!" I roared, looking to my left to see who had asked. When I saw who it was, the color drained from my face. L stood before me, frowning. "S-sorry!" I choked.

L looked at Matt. "You must be the new person around here. My name is L." He introduced himself with a smile. He turned his thoughtful gaze to me. "Aren't you two supposed to be rooming together?" he questioned.

I nodded weakly. "Y-yeah. I-I'm supposed to be showing him our room." How I managed to say that much still amazes me. I was embarrassed to get scolded by L.

"It sounded like you two were fighting. I could hear you from the library."

I couldn't move. L had heard me from the other end of the orphanage. What was I supposed to say? I figured I might as well apologize. To L, at least. "We were. I'm sorry, L." I looked down, ashamed.

Surprisingly, he ruffled my hair. "It's ok. Just make sure Matt gets settled, ok?" He gave me a quirky smile before turning to return to the library.

"So, the room?"

I had almost forgotten Matt was standing there. "Right," I growled. I didn't want to get L angry with me again, so reluctantly I pushed open the door to our room.