A/N: Wow. I never thought I'd post anything on again, after the shit my friends gave me last time. But here I am, trying to write a multi-chapter story. Or I guess it'll be more like a collection of Matt/Mello drabbles. I've already written almost all of them, I just didn't want to publish them until I wrote the right beginning. So there will be more, some longer than this, most shorter or the same length. There will be sex eventually, so the rating might go up later.

Okay, about this beginning/ the title. I was inspired by (gasp) my algebra class. Which I despise. Go figure. My teacher was explaining what an asymptote is, and I was like "OMG that's perfect for Matt/Mello!" Luckily math is my last class, so as soon as I got home I sat down and wrote this. And I'm pretty damn pleased with it, since it turned out the way I wanted it to. Yay. Who knew math class was actually useful?

"This is fucking stupid."

Matt rolled away from the spot on the carpet where he lay doing homework. His hand reached towards his night stand where his game boy sat, calling out to him.

"Oh no you don't," Mello grumbled from his place on the bed above Matt, textbook perched on his knees. His hand shot out grab the game boy away from Matt's reaching fingers. "I said I'd make sure you finished your homework, so you're finishing it! Got it?"

"But it's so stupid!" whined Matt, looking forlornly at the electronic paradise Mello held in his hand. "When will I ever use this shit? Graphing in real life? I don't think so."

"Right, and how often will you attack ninja zombies in real life?" retorted Mello. "No, don't answer that. I don't want to hear your shit. Here, show me what you're working on."

"I don't need help," Matt grumbled as he reluctantly passed Mello his book to Mello anyway.

"You wuss, this is intermediate algebra graphs! It's easy!" Mello chortled as he scanned the assignment page. "From all your bitching I thought you'd al least be in calculus!"

"Shut the hell up," Matt scowled. "Help me or get the fuck out of my room."

"Fine, fine. Let's see..." Mello chewed his lip as he read through the page. "Okay, first of all do you understand what an asymptote is?"

Matt stared blankly at Mello.

"...A line...?"

Mello glared. "Christ, you're hopeless. An asymptote is the line that the function approaches but never reaches."

Matt's gaze remained blank.

Mello rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll use an example. Go stand over there."

Matt obediently got up and went to stand on the other side of the room. Mello got off the bed and stood up.

"Okay, I'm the function line, and you're X equals 0 on the graph; the asymptote. I am constantly being decreased by half. Say I'm at Y equals 10." Mello walked halfway across the room towards Matt.

"Now I'm at 5."

Mello took a few more steps forward.

"Now I'm 2.5."

Step step.

"Now 1.25."

He was only a foot away from Matt now, and Matt could feel himself blushing. Mello's dark eyes were locked to his as he moved even closer.

"Now the line is 0.625."

He was close enough for Matt to smell the cigarettes and chocolate on Mello's breath. His mind swam as he could feel the other boy's body heat colliding with his.

"0.3125."

He inched closer, now his skin just touching Matt's. Matt could feel his heart beating faster, and as Mello reached 0.15625, he knew the blond could feel it too.

"And half of that," Mello said softly as he pressed himself against every inch of Matt, "is 0.078125. Do you see? Even though I approach zero, I will never, ever reach you. Even though," And now Mello was pressed so tightly against Matt that their faces were almost touching and Matt knew the other could feel something much less innocent than a heartbeat against his leg, "even though we're so close it appears that we become one."

Every inch of his skin- his arms, his legs, his chest, his abdomen, his groin, and even his forehead- was touching Mello, pressed so close he thought the fire under his skin must be burning them both. Just a slight twitch and they would be kissing, just a little-

Before Matt could execute the tiny motion to bring them together, Mello took a huge step backwards. He smirked as he watched Matt stumble to stand alone, a devilish smirk that told Matt that Mello knew exactly what had been on his mind.

"Asymptote," Mello stated. "Do you understand now?"

Matt nodded dumbly, trying to will his body back to normal.

"Good," Mello smirked broader as he gathered up his textbooks, "Because my class starts in a few minutes. Good luck on your math test." He stepped out the door, leaving Matt red-faced and breathing like he'd just run a marathon.

"Asymptote," Matt repeated weakly, eyes still on the door Mello had just exited through. He took a deep breath and reached for his game boy, intending to calm his body down before his next class.

Like it? Hate it? Wanted to scream at it because it's based on algebra (like I did)? If I don't get any reveiws, then I'm not putting the other chapters. I think that's fair, yes?

No, I didn't do the math in my head. But Mello did, because Mello's a genius who didn't get a D in algebra II –cries-

Oh, and if the math part was totally lost on you (like you have no idea what a function is) then sorry :P I think you can get the point though.