Chapter 1

A/N: Just wanting to thank my Muse real quick. You know who you are you fuckin' amazing person. Oh! and yes, 2010 the story began in 2008, so I had to fast forward a bit.

~ England-2010

Three years now. Had it really been that long since he and Mello had met? Already a year since Light's defeat?... It all felt as if it were nothing more than a nightmare now. A nightmare that had easily been forgotten with the gentle caresses and whispers of a lover. But...something didn't feel quite right. Or, Matt thought idly to himself as he chewed on the filter of his cigarette, it was just his paranoia getting the best of him again. Mello always told him that he was stupid for worrying over the dead. That they weren't coming back. Sighing, Matt finally lit the cigarette -that had been dangling between his lips for a while now- and took a sweet calming drag, letting the smoke out slowly.

It was beautiful here, really. The days were grey and cool, the sun hardly ever seemed to want to come out from behind the clouds and to be honest, Matt quite liked it. When the world was this way, in its grayscale, everything just looked so much softer, so much more appealing. Another drag, and this time he held the smoke in his mouth for a few seconds, tasting it, savoring it before releasing it and watching it swirl around him before lifting and vanishing. Matt couldn't help but smile. It really was beautiful.

But...

And here's where his smile faded and he lowered the cigarette from his lips. Looking around the small backyard at all the white and red rose bushes, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt and sadness. Why? Simple...This was the home that Near and Mello had shared so many years ago. The very house Mello had left Near in to go on a search for someone a bit more human. The very house that, not a year ago, the silver haired vampire had still lived in. The very house Near had spoken to him about. Yes, Matt felt guilty for living here now with the departed vampires first love while he watched on from somewhere above...or below, Matt added with a shudder. No. He was sure Near was fine wherever he was and so he lifted the cigarette to his lips once more.

Mello had decided that it was best for the both of them to leave New York behind and go off somewhere new. England had been that new place and he noticed how high in spirits the blond was in lately. It was amusing really, but Matt couldn't help but notice that there were also flashes of pain in the blonds deep blue eyes and it was obvious that everything in the home reminded him of Near. What, with the fact that there was still a bedroom there dedicated to where the silver haired vampire had kept all his finished puzzles in frames hanging from walls, or leaning up against them on the ground. Towers and towers of dice structures, or blocks cities. Neither he nor Mello had the heart to go in and put the things away and so they would stay there for as long as they could. Mello...it must be so painful for him, but he puts on a brave face for Matt. Knowing that the redhead is his lover now, and that they both have love for each other that many people never find in their lifetime.

Speak of the devil...

"Smoking again? I leave for ten minutes and you resort to sucking down cancer like its your lifeline." Mello seemed to almost glide across the lush green grass toward the redhead who looked very much like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "Honestly," He continued before swooping in for a deep kiss; one hand reaching up to pluck the cigarette from the younger s' frozen hand. After putting the cigarette out against his own cold skin, he tosses it up over their high brick fence and takes a seat beside the redhead on the stone bench. "it's like you're asking for early death."

Matt couldn't help but laugh. "Dork." The blond knew damn well that cigarettes or cancer weren't going to be taking him out anytime soon. He was still half vampire and there fore, more than a little on the immortal side. So long as no one tried to kill him that is...for as strong as his body and heart were, he could still be killed if someone tried hard enough. But, things like poison, drugs, alcohol, none of those things had much of an effect on him. "Where'd you go anyway? You know it bugs the shit outta me when you leave on little 'top secret' errands."

The blond smirked that smirk that drove Matt crazy. It was the sexy, knowing smirk that made Matt want to smack him and screw him at the same time, but he waited patiently for the vampire to reply. "Went to do a little shopping."

"Oh? What did you-"

"I also spoke to Celestria."

Matt blinked. "Orly?" He licked his suddenly dry lips before parting his them to add on to that, but the blond was already getting to his feet and heading back towards the house. "Mello!" Matt shouted in outrage as he hurried on after the vampire. But all he got in response was an amused chuckle and something that sounded a lot like 'You said to tell you where I went, not to explain myself beyond that.' And Matt seethed, but said nothing else as he sulked into the house.

The redhead was fully prepared to march up into his 'Game room' to blow off some steam on Mortal Kombat, when the blond's cool arms were there around his waist, cool breath against his ear; "Now, now, all in good time, Matt. Please understand that I'm not allowed to tell you anything regarding Celestria's phone call for the time being." And Matt was putty in his hands. God, sometimes he hated how the vampire was able to do this to him, force him into submission with the tiniest touch. But he'd be lying if he didn't love every damn second those hands were on him and he purred as those lips trailed from his ear down to his neck, back arching a little against the stone body behind him.

"So I'm forgiven?" Mello murmured against the soft, pale skin beneath his cold lips. His hands trailed up under the long sleeved, striped shirt the redhead was wearing, leather whispering against warm skin that seemed to grow warmer with each second. Mello knew that he was, but he just loved putting the redhead in situations. It was just as amusing as it was hot. "Hm?" He prompted as he forced the teen to bend over, hands flat against the round dinning table, the sudden change in position made Matt gasp and the sound went straight to the blond's groin.

Now that Matt was bent over, his ass fell right in front of Mello's hips and he made sure the teen could feel the slowly growing erection through his tight leather pants, by grinding himself against the tight denim. The moan that fell from the redheads lips was wanton and needy, as was the quick buck of his hips, but he didn't answer. So, Mello growled out; "Answer me, am I forgiven?" And then his fangs were breaking the surface of the teens warm flesh, eliciting a loud cry of pleasure in the form of a 'Yes' from him that had the blonds hands flying down to fumble with the buttons of the tight jeans Matt wore.

Mello didn't object much to sex anymore. Not when the two were in the same boat, and besides, Matt wanted it just as much as he did, so there was no more guilt. Ha, he was sure they would both go nuts without the others touch for too long. He just really didn't care anymore. All he knew, was that Matt was bucking back against him, wanton moans falling from his lips, and the sweet blood pouring down his throat was just turning him on that much more.

The jeans were pooling around Matt's ankles but he didn't bother kicking them off because Mello's leather clad fingers were pressing against his lips and he took them in willingly giving them all his attention, working them with his tongue. And as they were pulled back out, so where the fangs from his neck and he couldn't help but groan at the loss. It made the blond chuckle and really, Matt couldn't keep his mouth shut, so he was about to say a few things, but was cut off abruptly when two of Mello's fingers forced their way inside him. "Mmm..." He groaned and hung his head, red fringe falling over his eyes -that were for the time being free of the orange tinted goggles- as the blond worked his entrance, stretching him, preparing him for something thicker.

"Ooh god, Mello, there!" He moaned out as the blonds fingers struck that small bundle of nerves that had his already rock hard erection leaking pre-cum all over the mahogany table. His back arched a little as he bucked back against Mello's fingers but he groaned out once more when they were removed.

"Relax," Mello warned, the head of his length tracing slowly, teasingly around the small puckered entrance. Matt's moans were begging him to slam into him, to fuck him into the damn table if he wanted to, but to just do it! And so, Mello obliged. With a single jerk of his hips he was in and fully engulfed in the redheads warm body a low groan of his own sounding deep in his throat. "Don't!" He growled upon seeing the redhead s hand sneaking down to stroke himself. "Don't. Touch. Unless. I. Say. So." Each word was punctuated with a thrust of his hips, each harder and deeper than the last.

"Please..." Matt moaned as his hands were returned back to the table where they gripped desperately at the smooth, flat surface. The blond vampire wasn't listening though, just kept thrusting into him mercilessly, each thrust forcing the blond to slam against his prostate; moans turning into screams on Matt's part. He was reaching that point where the pleasure was building up in his stomach, building and building but still unable to burst forth and it was almost painful, not being able to come yet. "Please...Aah! Please!"

Mello finally took the redheads neglected cock in his hand, stroking it in time to his violent thrusts. He knew that Matt could take them. His body wasn't as weak and fragile as it had been when he was fully human. And fuck if the redhead wasn't loving them and enjoying himself just as much as Mello was. "Matt," Mello panted against the teens sweaty cheek. And with another sharp thrust and a quick stroke, Matt was seeing stars, loud moans tearing from his throat, most of which were in the form of the blond vampires name; which sent said vampire headfirst into his own shuddering release.

Once they had ridden out their orgasm, Mello began to gather their clothes. They would be showering anyway so they would need some clean ones. "Amazing..." Matt murmured, making Mello laugh and thank him. The redhead couldn't help but smile as he walked into their kitchen for something to drink. Preferably a Monster if Mello had remembered to pick some up. He stopped short of the fridge though, eyes coming to rest on a Target bag sitting on the kitchen counter. With a quick look over his shoulder, Matt padded over and peeked inside.

"Wha?" He pouted into the bag, a little confused. It was filled with pencils, erasers, notebooks and some binders. School supplies. But for what? What the hell did Mello need school supplies for, unless...And Matt felt himself pale, which would have been funny to him -seeing as he's a fuckin' vamp now and he's been pale- on any other occasion, but not right this second. Unless they were for himself. But why would he need school supplies unless he...unless he...

"Matt, what's wrong?"

Whirling around, Matt gave the blond a wide eyed stare. "You're sending me back to school?!"

Mello licked his pale lips, eyes moving the side so as to not look into the redheads green and grey eyes. "Erm, well," Sighing, the blond ran a hand through his golden hair. His eyes finally came to rest on Matt once more. "Yeah. You'll be repeating your Junior year and taking your Senior year. Then you'll be done, Matt. You can manage I'm sure. It's not big deal really-"

"Have you seen what High School's like?!" Matt shouted at him. Frustrated tears were welling up in his eyes -being half human he could still cry- but they didn't fall, because he was already wiping them away. "I'm not going! W-why would you make me go back to that shit hole? I'm a god damn half vampire! If high school sucked for me when I was human, imagine what it would be like with fangs!"

Mello sighed once more before taking the teen into his arms. "It will be fine. I just..." He paused to kiss the top of Matt's head. "I just want you to enjoy your childhood, or more so, what s left of it, Matt. High school is the way to do it, and besides, learning a few things here and there won' be bad either."

"B-but, Mello!"

"You're going, Matt. End of discussion!" The blond hated using his 'firm' tone, but the redhead needed to know that HE was older and therefore HE was in charge and HE got the last say in everything because HE was Mello, god damn it!

Christ! High school? What a fuckin' joke! A sick, sick fuckin' joke! Mello was being so god damn sadistic right now and it wasn't in that awesome sexual way either! It was just...ugh! Really? REALLY? Fuck! Honestly, Matt would rather be facing Light again then go back to school because FUCK people sucked! So, it was with an angry huff that he pulled out of the vampire's embrace and stomped out of the kitchen, just like any teen dealing with an annoying 'parent' would do. "Fuck that, Mello. I'm not going!"

"Matt." Mello called. "Matt!" He growled when the redhead kept walking away from him. "Get the fuck back here before I drag you back. Honestly, you're acting like a child!" And this made Matt stop in his tracks, turn and glare right at the blond. "Come over here and start acting your age and not your shoe size."

Matt blinked once, before the glare came back. He was a size eight...pfft. Mello was such a dick, and not having any better come backs, the redhead shouted. "Oh yeah? Yeah? Well...why don't you?! Huh?" And he instantly regretted his words, because as soon as they had left his lips, the blond fell onto his back with a rather loud thud, a stone statue on the tiled kitchen floor and Matt was screaming bloody murder. "Mello! What's wrong?!" He cried as he ran over to kneel beside the blond.

But, Mello was looking up at him with a glare and a frown on his perfect lips. "I'm doing as you said. Acting my age."

"What?..."

"I'd be dead."

"Ooh..." Matt blushed, embarrassed. Telling Mello to act his age was practically like telling him to drop dead, because hello? He was like what...200 plus years? Yeah, way past dead. He'd be like..dust or whatever. "I'm sorry, Mells." He murmured.

"Apology accepted. You're still going."

"The fuck I am!"

"Shoe size, Mail."

"Ugh!"

A/N: Really playful, but they deserve it, mkay? Short, but it's just a little bit of teasing on my part, just to get you ready for all the shit to come. -grins- Ah well, sex right off the bat, you like? I only had one sex bit in B&C so, I want to make it up to you guys here. Lots of them, so many that you'll get sick of them. Kay, so, yeah, not as lame as it sounds, your questions will be answered along the way, patience.

Reviews would be nice. -hands you a cookie- mkay?

~ Matt.