Oooh, Mello was fuming

Oooh, Mello was fuming. That stupid twit which was supposed to be his best friend just HAD to be PMSing today! He grumbled and glared daggers at the impassive redhead that was playing Kario Mart again.

"Oh c'mon man! Where's the problem? Just for tonight!!" he snapped at him.

Matt, the redheaded chain smoker simply sighed annoyed and continued playing his Spintendo XS.

"I said no! Why don't you just get your own?" he replied getting irrated with the feminine looking blonde.

"But yours is more fun! And I don't see the problem! You were always okay with it!" Mello cried out frustrated.

A dying sound was heard and Matt hissed.

"Damn you! I just lost on that easy level!" he growled at his friend (most of the time) and roommate.

Mello smirked and smugly answered "Well that's what you get for ignoring me! Give it to me now or else!"

"No" Matt simply said.

That was it, Mello was officially outraged. He jumped on the redhead and caused the blue-white striped couch he was sitting on to fall over. The two boys went struggling and cussing to the floor and Matt tried to untangle himself, but Mello held him in place.

"So" he grinned at the shocked redhead "Are you gonna give it to me now or do I have to-"

"Damn you!" Matt cried out and kicked Mello off him "Stop trashing my room! You're gonna break-!!"

Too late. Mello had already crunched a little disk beneath his boots and smirked sadistically at him. Matt stared in horror and sat there paralyzed.

"Th… That was my last copy of The Legend of Yelda…!" he whimpered.

Seeing his best friend in such a miserable state, Mello instantly felt sorry.

"Ah, I'm sorry.." he looked down guilty "But wouldn't it just be easier if you handed it over?" he asked stubbornly.

"Why, for Gods sake, do you want it so badly? I thought you liked black and leather better? And now you go trashing my precious games.." he sniffed.

Mello sighed frustrated.

"Don't be a betch! Just let me borrow that damn top already!" he yelled at the wailing boy in front of him.

Matt whimpered and turned away from his friend.

"Are we friends now, or what!?" Mello hollered now.

Matt decided to pout and Mello turned on his heel, agitated to no end and wanting to break ALL of Matt's godforsaken games.

"You're not my friend" he shouted back at him and slammed their dorm's door closed.

Gotta find some other top now.. What in the world was Near supposed to think? After all it was their first official modelling match!

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sigh Yes I know, this sucked big time. This is the result of me hearing 'Let me borrow that top' too much. It was my first try for a story on here and my first pathetic attempt at a one-shot. I DO hope that some of you found it amusing.. hides beneath rock

Bear with me there...