This is a story about Mello and Matt (If you don't like the pairing, just leave.), how they became lovers and it's written from Matt's POV.

I don't think that they're out of character, this is just how I imagine them talking to each other, declaring their love, etc.

I hope you enjoy it! (I sure enjoyed writing it!) If you have any suggestions or comments please leave a message. I'd like to hear your opinion about the story.

If there are any grammar mistakes, please forgive me, because I'm Portuguese and I can't write THAT well... -.- ;

Kallisto

Copyright - Tsugumi Ohba

Takeshi Obata

Mello and I knew each other since childhood. He had always been my greatest friend, ever since I saw him in his black pyjamas for the first time at Wammy's. But, eventually, we became teenagers and I wanted something more. I don't really know how to explain it, but I felt an intense attraction to him, you see? Nothing made me happier than hearing his twisted and angry voice, feeling his warm breath on my neck or simply catching a glimpse of his blond hair in the middle of the crowd. I felt the happiest person in the world whenever I saw him. However, I knew I didn't have enough courage to go and tell him that or to ask him out. So, I had to keep it a secret, I had to lock those thoughts inside my head. Of course that I started to act strangely around Mello and, as smart as he was, he would find it out in time.

- "What the hell's wrong with you?"

- "Nothing… Everything is just… normal. Yep, perfectly normal…!" – I would say nervously, without sounding very convincing.

- "You're hiding something, aren't you? Come on, spill it."

- "Mello, it's really nothing!"

- "Yeah right…! Is it… a girl?" – he would say with a smirk on his face.

- "Don't be stupid! Of course not!"

- "Whatever! You can't hide your little secret forever, I'll find it out sooner or later and you know it!"

And so he would leave the room, laughing like an idiot.

This made me really anxious, afraid that he'd discover that I liked him. I was scared of being rejected…

Days, weeks, months went by and Mello still hadn't come to talk to me. I only hoped he hadn't realized it…

- "Look, Matt, I'm completely clueless about your stupid secret. Apparently there isn't anyone here at Wammy's who you've talked to about this. It's not like I even care… but as your friend I only wished you came talk to me about this kind of things."

There was an awkward silence and I was too embarrassed to do something. I just stood there, looking at my feet. Mello sighed.

- "You're unbelievable…"

And as he was about to leave the room I took hold of his hand and said, while I was blushing madly:

- "I'm sorry, Mello… It's just… I can't tell you because…"

I suddenly stopped talking, looking away. I couldn't look at his face anymore, it was too embarrassing… But Mello was not stupid; he understood perfectly what I had meant. He blushed lightly and exclaimed in a low voice tone "Oh…!" I just wanted to disappear, to bury my face in a pillow and cry myself to sleep. I wished that this wasn't true, that it was just a dream… But, unfortunately, it was all real. We were both there, awkwardly standing next to each other. Both of us were now looking away, so that we didn't have to face each other. Our hearts were going faster and faster… Until Mello couldn't take it any longer.

- "I have to go…"

- "Mello…"

Even though I tried to stop him, he left. I saw him walking away clumsily, still thinking about this moment like it had been a dream… I was devastated. Clearly he didn't feel the same way as I did… The only thoughts going across my mind at that moment were "Life sucks…" And it really did. The person who I cared so much about…was gone. It felt like I had lost him forever.

After that happened, time went by quickly and before I even noticed, it was dinner time. Roger called me, but I told him I wasn't hungry. Once he left, I went to lie down and tried to get some sleep. Yet I couldn't stop thinking about Mello… It was too painful to remember all that… Even though it had happened only a few hours earlier, it felt like it had happened years before.

The next day, when I woke up, I was still upset. Of course that talking to Mello was out of the question. So, I went downstairs to have breakfast. But when I got there and saw him, I changed my mind and went back to my room. I knew I couldn't hide forever, I was not a coward. On the other hand, I didn't want to have to face Mello again… Although I knew he would try to find me sooner or later… Suddenly, I heard steps; someone was coming up the stairs. I picked up my DS and pretended I was playing.

- "Matt… I'm sorry… I shouldn't have behaved like that…"

- "No problem." – I responded like I didn't care at all.

- "You're not angry?" – he asked with a confused look on his face.

I didn't say anything. How could I? I wasn't angry… I was hurt.

- "…Matt… are you listening to me?" – he said as he came up to me.

- "Yeah." – I said, throwing my DS to my bed. – "Look, let's just forget that all of this happened, OK?"

- "What if I don't want to forget?" – he said with a smirk.

Now I was puzzled. Could this mean…? Suddenly, he leaned and whispered softly into my ear:

- "I like you too, Matt."

I could feel his hair brushing my face lightly, his breath on my neck and even though I couldn't see him I knew he was smiling. I was in such a state of shock from what I had heard that I didn't even see Mello leave the room. It had all happened so quickly… It seemed almost like a dream. I just sat there for the rest of the day. I didn't move, I didn't speak, I didn't even breathe… That moment kept playing over and over again in my head, I couldn't think of anything else. The rest of the world was meaningless and dull now. Nothing else mattered.