[I do not own Death note or any of it's Characters...or something like that.]

Leaving

Matt could faintly make out the mumbling from his dream. That voice, he could nearly place his finger on whom it was though he couldn't pull himself out of this dream. What was happening? Who was mumbling? Why?

The questioning never ceased as he felt fingers running through his red fringe gently. The fingers were soft, caring as they caressed his cheeks then his shoulder blades before stopping. The touching lasted a few more minutes before a soft peppering of kisses over his form, the final on his lips slipping through his lips their tongues twining even in his sleeping state. All the touching, the kiss it rang a name that he knew better than anyone elses.

Mello...

Something was wrong with his beautiful blond angel. The boy was feeling him up in his dream and out of it? Every few minutes there was a new kiss or caress to his body as if taunting him into awareness. Mello had never been so attendant before even though they had been friends for years. It was only recently that the prospect of lovers had opened to them, a new world with amazingly startling sensations and tantalizing effects. It had never been like this, maybe Mello would sit beside him on the bed and yank the game out of his hand for a make out session but it had never gone this far before and Mello seemed intent on him being sleep.

Intelligent emerald orbs flashed open straining to make out the figure in the darkness. The slender form was foreign to him as many times as he had attempted to cop a feel and was pushed away. It was worth it, it was definitely worth it each time it happened. The body was bent over what looked like an overnight bag completely unaware that Matt had stirred he was in such a hurry. Mello was leaving for somewhere without telling him?

"Mell?" He finally managed his voice catching a bit. The figure paused momentarily before continuing on it's mission. "Mell?" He frowned at the lack of answer this time receiving a grunt. "What are you doing, man? Studying?" He leaned forward to see the other better watching Mello shake his head. If he wasn't studying, then what?

"Go back to bed Matt." Came the stern response slightly annoyed as Mello strode across the room slipping into a jacket. "No questions. I'm leaving."

Matt made a noise somewhere between a strangled cry and a gasp when the words penetrated his ears. The blond was leaving him? Telling him to go back to sleep while he hastily packed his belongings? That was bullshit and a lot of it too.

He reached forward turning on the table side lamp. One thing was for sure what the lamp illuminated the small bedroom, Mello was joking about leaving him. Sure there had been a few lengthy conversations about making a break for it but it had always been together never one leaving without the other. Anyone with eyes could tell that was what the blond was planning.

"Mell what the fuck?" He finally managed his eyes wide. He managed to stand moving slowly towards the other, "Mello you can't be serious about this. Talk to me!" He snapped shoving the other against the wall staring in directly in the eyes. "Mello, you wouldn't leave me."

Mello was silent staring him in the eyes for a few seconds. "Matt." He said simply leaning forward pressing his lips to the others. Fingers traveled up twining themselves in the red heads fringe as he deepened the kiss, twining their tongues together in the heat of passion. Matt pressed the blond harder against the wall his hands traveling down to pull Mello shirt off and for once Mello didn't make the move to stop him.

Matt pulled the shirt off, breaking from the kiss to toss the shirt to the other side of the room. He whined softly pressing his knee between the others legs to stimulate his body as Mello moaned gently into his ear. The blonds mind seemed completely off leaving right now as he trailed kisses over Matt's shoulders and neck.

They grinded against the other, each kiss becoming more lust filled than the last, each touch more erotic, he caress more tender than the last before the blow to Matts stomach. He hissed dropping to his knees as Mello stared down at him, a hint of apology in those blue hues. He leaned down beside the boy gently petting him, "I'm sorry Matt. L is dead, I can't stay here any longer. You'll just be a distraction for me, stay here. Please stay here and don't look for me."

Matt groaned, his senses giving out on him as he listened to the others words. He hit him, Mello had hit him in their most intimate moment.

"Mello please, no." He whined softly as Mello slipped the goggles off the boys head. He leaned forward giving the other another gently kiss before pulling his shirt back on. It took him a few more minutes to get his things together and redress, somehow Matt had managed to get his flies down as he headed out of the window. "Mello..."

"Goodbye Matt." And with that he was gone.

[I'm not particularly sure if I want to make this a one shot or not. So currently I'll say I'll continue it. =X He hit Matty *tear* but yeah, review! Review! Review! Tell me if it deserves another chapter and most likely there will be a lemon if there is. Bah, whatever.]