A/N: n which Matt and Mello think about having a family!

This idea was suggested by many people - not all of them I remember - and I thank you all for the idea! I know I'm kind of writing another story right now, but sometimes I get into the mood for writing a different kind of setting. So, if you all see a bunch of stories coming out for no reason, believe me they will all get finished!

Thank you to my lovely followers for... well... being awesome in general! And I hope you all enjoy this short story (Maybe fifteen chapters... or more) based around Matt and Mello!

Don't worry to all you Near fans because he will have his own story soon! I swear it!

(Matt P.O.V)

"Come on Mels! Won't you even think about it!?"

"No! Now drop it!"

"But think about how life-changing it would be! Watching them grow up, taking care of them, the good memories, the love, the togetherness…"

"The spit-ups, the dirty fingers, having to clean up after them. No thank you, Matt."

I'd been trying for hours now and still no dice. Mello just didn't want to hear my side of the argument.

I sighed to myself. "But Mels, you'd make a great dad! So would I! And together…"

He grabbed the collar of my shirt now. "Matt, I'm going to say this for a final time. We are not having kids! Not today, not tomorrow, not for a long time!"

He let me go and marched out of the room. But I was far from done at this point.

I hurried to follow him, trying my best to make more good arguments about why having kids was a good thing.

It had been a good year since L and Light married, and another three months since the trial. Near's girlfriend, Olive – or Olivia as she was once called – had been acquitted of any crimes from the Fashion show Fiasco. Since it was her sister who had threatened her to do as she said or die, the court took pity on her. Olive now lived with us, remaining close to Near, and was more than a thrill to be around. She was basically a female version of all of us, but just a bit wittier. More than once she managed to out-insult Mello, out-game me, and out-smart Near. In truth, the Wammy house was a perfect place for her if ever there was a home.

When this whole debate about Mello and I having kids started up, you can bet Olive was more than happy to get in on the in-fighting. Thankfully, she took my side most times.

As we walked to the surveillance rooms where L and Light were working on a case, I tried my hardest to make Mello see my point of view.

"Mels, you don't know that having kids will be as bad as you think. You might make a great daddy!"

He only grumbled. "Matt, I'm twenty-six. Having kids is not on my list of things to accomplish, and it won't be until I'm much older."

"How much older?" I asked, feeling hopeful.

He gave a quick paus in his step as he opened the door to the surveillance room. "Hmm… forty?"

My heart sank. "You really want to wait until you're forty to have a kid!?"

He shrugged. "Give or take. I want to live my life to the fullest before having to tie myself down to a child."

We entered the room then and already Light and L were listening in on our conversation. Not that it was news or anything. We'd had this conversation for a few weeks now. More times than not Mello had to shut me up with a night of sex. Maybe that wasn't healthy, but it worked. Most times I totally forgot about what we'd been talking about before. Damn him for being so sexy! The saddest part was, he knew it too!

Mello sat in a chair, biting into a chocolate bar. "Look Matt, even if I were to entertain this idea of yours to have children with you, there's a few problems we face. First and foremost, we're both men! Any kids we had would be adopted…"

"There's other options." I interrupted. "But I'm not sure how you feel about me impregnating a woman through a program."

"If you did so, I'd murder you in cold blood and feed your testicles to seagulls."

The room fell into silence before I swallowed a bit of fear. "Point taken."

He rolled his eyes, something I was too sure he learned from Light. "And secondly, where exactly would we live? We can't stay in the Wammy house forever, and I don't exactly have any houses I can randomly go to. My parents do, but I don't have privilege over them anymore.

"Not to mention, Matt, that if you wanted a baby there'd be messes and running around. Saving for college, school fees, and generally having extra cash around… that's not us. Especially when you fuel your addiction to video games."

"At least I kicked my smoking habit!" I exclaimed happily.

Another eye-roll. "It's not happening."

"The blonde has spoken, Matt." Light finally chimed in after finishing up some paperwork. "He doesn't want kids. Now, if you were willing to find a way to obtain their souls, Mello would gladly have them for a snack."

"Oh shut it!" The blonde beside me demanded before taking another bite out of his bar. "Is it so terrible that I want to live my life before settling down and having a family?"

L chuckled, not turning to look at us from his screen. "Mello has a valid point, Matt. You two are young enough, so why not enjoy your life?"

"But you and Light were younger than us when you adopted the three of us." I argued.

"It was a different set of circumstances." Light explained as he sat back in his chair. "L was technically your brother when you all became a family. We didn't adopt you as our sons until you adopted us as your parental figures. It's only when you're ready can you have kids."

"Well I'm ready!" I exclaimed yet again. "I've lived my life!"

Light only chuckled. "Well, maybe you have. But Mello sure hasn't."

"No, I haven't." The blonde spoke up again. "So please drop it, Matt."

I growled to myself. "Fine… for now."

Just then, the door opened again and Near joined us. He handed a few files to Light who gladly looked through them.

"Anything you could find about our suspect?"

"Page three." The albino replied. "There's a lot of stuff there that contradicts his story. By tomorrow morning we should have this case done."

He looked over to Mello and me and grinned slyly. "Still trying to get your girlfriend pregnant, Mattie?"

"Shut it, freak." Mello answered.

He merely chuckled. "At least Olive and I are in agreement. No kids. Nadda. Zip! They'd just get in my way anyways."

I scoffed. "Is everyone in Wammy's so jaded? I think having kids would be incredible! Especially if we could have our own, Mels."

"You aren't joining a program, Matt! And neither am I!" He said forcefully. "And besides, who would be the mother? Obviously this woman would want to see this child as well. Plus she'd have to be close by so we could keep tabs. Not to mention you'd have to take care of her in her final trimester. Face it, Matt, you haven't thought all this through!"

I blinked a bit and grinned cheekily. He knew in an instant what I was thinking.

"You didn't!" The blonde spat out before rising from his seat.

"Now hold on, blondie!" I stopped him. "I simply found a woman who would be more than willing to have our child. We haven't confirmed anything!"

"Who?!" He demanded.

I cringed inward a bit. "Linda."

The room went silent other than the coughing coming from L who had choked on his tea after hearing the name.

Mello wasn't mad anymore… just surprised.

"Linda? Why would she agree…?"

"Because she said something about witnessing the act of childbirth and emoting the pain onto paper. She really has no interest in kids, but she'd be happy to have ours!"

I got smacked for that, but thankfully not too hard.

"I swear to god, Matt," Mello seethed, "you can be such an imbecilic man some days!"

"I told you, nothing is confirmed! She's just willing to go through with it!"

"I've heard enough of this!" The blonde growled out before leaving the room angrily. Before getting out of sight though, he turned back to me and demanded I sleep on the couch for tonight, followed by a slam of the door.

I sighed heavily before sitting in a chair. "I am an imbecile some days… aren't I?"

Near patted my shoulder. "No, you just don't think things through."

(Mello P.O.V)

Was I such an awful person for wanting to wait? Honestly? I mean, yes most people who have kids would have them around now, but it wasn't always thought out perfectly until the end. Most kids grow up in terrible households because of that. And I sure as hell didn't want my flesh and blood to grow up in an unhappy household. Not like Matt had to…

I did want kids, despite my constant negativity on the subject. But there was a huge problem if Matt and I decided to have kids…

We were both males.

If we had a child, it meant they'd be ridiculed mercilessly in school or in public. It wasn't natural to have two dads. We'd be outcasts, my kids would be a social pariah. I didn't want that for them. Plus with the off chance we gave some of our intelligence to them, they'd either have to learn at Wammys, or go into another program. There was all this and more to be worried about and I couldn't deal with it. Matt had his heart set on a family with me, but I knew it was just going to cause more problems.

By luck I passed by Linda in the hall and I decided to ask her about the subject of kids. Her answer was simple enough.

"Matt looked desperate, and I think he'd make a great dad. You both would if given the opportunity. I know it's not exactly in your heart right now, Mello, but I think you need something to look after. Despite what you say. And besides, you can still live your life, even with a child. In fact, you just might be able to live a bit more because of them."

She giggled then. "But I'm going to warn you, my family has a long history with twins and triplets, so you might get more than you asked for if you ask this of me."

Our conversation ended there and I was more scared now than before. Twins? Triplets? Could we handle that many kids? At once?!

I decided now would be the best time to speak with my parents about this matter. If anything they'd help me out in choosing the right course of action for me.

I hadn't spoken with my mother and father in a while, but they were always happy to see me. Of course, they lived close to London and among the noble homestead like most in England, but I was probably the only nobleman that deserted that life. The only time I ever even thought about that place was when I visited my parents, and even that was once in a while. If not once a month.

It wasn't a very long drive there, but I got more than a few stares by a few people when I rode up into the driveway on my motorbike that L and Light had given me for my birthday. When I'd first gotten it, however, it was falling apart at the hinges. But, with Matt's help and a little work, we got this thing up and running in no time. I had asked for a project for my birthday, and this had been the mother lode of all projects.

The butler to the manor greeted me warmly, but it was my parents that were the happiest to see me. My brother Emmett was at my father's office for the moment, no doubt becoming more involved knowing he would inherit all of it in the near furture, but Arden was there to fill his place. Emily was taking a nap upstairs.

When we all finally settled down and got some afternoon tea ready, served to us on the finest silver, I took a look around at my old home.

Everything was decorated in lively colours but in neutral tones. The manor was huge, to say the least, and I remembered the parties my father used to throw when I still lived here. I was only ever allowed to them if I went to bed on time, but it was still a grand time. Still, this wasn't the life for me. The homey feel, the laziness, the never having to work… it wasn't for me in the slightest.

I liked to live out in the open and free. To feel the wind in my hair and the oxygen in my lungs. If I was crammed in a manor for weeks on end I'd have gone stir crazy. No, in the Wammy house was where I belonged. Where being smart was a good thing and we were treated like children and not nobility. Where I could eat dirt and wrestle with Matt without getting worried about my 'expensive clothes'. Not to mention I was able to think for myself and do things on my own. No one having to cut my food or pour my tea. I was on my own.

And I liked it that way.

After the tea was served, my father asked why I chose to visit.

And so I told him about Matt and how he wanted a family.

My mother was overjoyed by this. "Mihael! This is wonderful! Children and having a family, t's all so beautiful!"

My father was also quite pleased, but I knew he could see the same problems I was seeing.

Sure enough. "Yes, Amelia, having a family is a beautiful thing. But it would seem our son is at a discord with this."

Arden merely shrugged. "Why would he be? I'm a kid and he likes me…" he looked up at me then. "Right?"

I chuckled slightly. "It's a bit different, Arden. You see, you're my brother. I don't have much responsibility over you. But if I had a child, everything they do is a reflection of either me or Matt. And, if they did anything wrong, it's immediately me who gets the blame. Not to mention I don't have to feed or cook for you. I don't have to clothe you, teach you, or really do anything but be a big brother. Being a parent, and being a brother, ae two completely different things."

"He's correct, son." My father agreed with me. "However, I believe you two would make a great pair of parents."

"But no marriage?" My mother asked.

I shrugged. "We agreed marriage isn't what binds us, but the vows we make to each other. I love Matt, and he loves me. Do I need a ring to prove this?"

She sighed unhappily. "I suppose not. But I always dreamed of having a wedding for you. Even if Matt is your bride."

"Finally, I'm not the female in the relationship!" I muttered out.

My father chuckled at this before continuing on. "I know, Mello, that you're afraid of this kind of commitment. But, if you love Matt as much as you say you do, then a child will only bring you two closer together."

"But what about a house?" I asked. "And savings? Not to mention…"

"If you need the help, all you have to do is ask." He interrupted. "Do you really believe your mother and I didn't have a plan for you when you were younger?"

He wrote down something on a napkin then and handed it to me. "This is the address to one of our estates out of the city. If you need a home, you have this. We also still have your savings from when you were born. We hadn't even remembered about it until after you appeared again some months back. Not to mention you have work with L that pays you and Matt handsomely, you're given a monthly check from my business due to you being the second heir to my status, and if ever you needed a babysitter you'd still have L and Light to turn to as well as us. We're all a family now, Mello. We look out for each other. Believe me, if you wanted to set up a life with your man and have a family we'd support you."

I could feel myself tear up a bit at this. My decision still wasn't final, but at least I had less to worry about now. It's a good thing I didn't bring Matt with me today. He'd probably guilt me into saying yes after all this information.

I hugged my parents happily after receiving this news. "Thank you both. I'm glad I have you as my parents."

My mother hugged me a bit tighter. "And we're happy to see that Light raised you so well. He really was a good mother to you."

I snickered a bit at this.

After our hug ended I asked them if I could stay the night. They said it was alright, but they asked why.

I merely grinned slyly at them. "I just wanna make Matt sweat a bit longer."