Everything Changed.

By Emma



Computer Troubles and Falling Out

"For fucks sake Mello!" Matt cursed turning the virus software back on, "What the hell were you thinking?"

"It was blocking the website I wanted to go on." Mello explained with a shrug.

"You total fuckbag! If I can't fix this I'm going to fucking tell Roger!" Matt snapped switching the internet off and starting a virus scan, "What were you looking at? Porn?"

"Oh so what, you're just going to get me into shitloads of trouble? Fucking thanks!" Mello retorted angrily. "And it's none of your business!"

"Well I'm not paying to have it repaired!" Matt combated back, "If I have to buy a whole new hard drive then I'm going to have to tell aren't I? And what do you mean not my business, you've fucking fucked over my fucking computer!"

And of course Mello retorted and of course it all escalated from there until the two boys were at opposite sides of the room screaming obscenities at each other until Bella came in and interrupted with a terse "It is far too late to be screaming at each other like that, what on earth is going on?" The young woman rested a hand on her hip and watched the two waiting for a response.

"Mello has fucked my computer up because he's an absolute jackass!" Matt explained irritatedly gesturing with his cigarette.

"It's only nine," Mello muttered in response to the comment about the time.

"Roger wants a word with Mello," A small voice belonging to one of the other Wammy teens said to Bella from the hall.

Mello rolled his eyes and stomped out of the room in a huff.

"I told him not to mess with anything," Matt said loudly enough for Mello to hear it, his voice was brimming with annoyance as he took a drag on the cigarette.

"Will you be able to fix it?" Bella asked calmly, mentally sighing as she spotted the cigarette.

"Fuck knows," Matt said looking at the screen to check the scan progress.

"Okay, I hope it's okay. Keep the volume down and no more yelled swear words, please," Bella said backing out of the room.

Matt sat down and took another drag of the cigarette. Fucking Mello… He mentally raged folding his arms.


"The hall way stinks and you aren't supposed to be smoking inside anyway," A small slightly obnoxious voice said from the doorway.

"Go away you little irritating cunt!" Matt snapped not looking at the small pale boy.

"What could Mello have done that has made Matt so angry?" the boy wondered aloud walking over to stand behind Matt and look at the computer.

"Mello has fucked my computer up," Matt growled barely containing how pissed off he was.

"That's a lot of viruses." Near commented, black eyes fixed on the screen.

"The fucking bint turned the security off. I bet he was looking at porn!" Matt explained angrily, lighting his twelth cigarette.

"That was unintelligent of him," Near remarked settling himself on the bed behind Matt, absent mindedly smoothing the Power Rangers duvet cover.

"He's such a fucking tool!" Matt said snappily before launching into a rant about the blonde which Near listened to with his head tipped slightly to one side.


"Out runt!" Mello said angrily as he entered the room quite some time later.

The computer was now switched off, Matt and Near were sat on Matt's bed talking to each other quietly.

"It's my fucking room too!" Matt protested shooting an annoyed look at the blonde boy.

"I want to go to bed." Mello replied tartly, walking to the drawers and pulling out a huge Iron Maiden t-shirt from them.

"Goodnight Matt," Near said getting up as Mello began to strip off.

"Night," Matt mumbled as the smaller boy left the room, shutting the door gently behind himself.

Mello didn't speak again as they got ready for bed. Neither did Matt.

Not even to say good night.