Hey you guys! It's been a while since my last mattxmello story huh? Well… not that long actually. But as I (sorta, kinda) promised I'm writing a sequal to it. I hope you guys won't be disappointed in me with this one and I hope all the guys who supported me in my last one will be here too. (Hopefully more too!) Enough yapping though, enjoy the story.
It had been a few years since Matt left with Mello. He had no idea the blond's been in Los Angeles all that time. Personally when he heard that they were going to America he became scared. He could barely remember life outside Wammy walls. Now he was going to a different country all together? Despite his fears he went anyway just because he knew that Mello was going to be there.
It was extremely different to what he was used to…
Right when the plane landed he hated the atmosphere. It was too loud: the cars, the people, and the city. He wasn't one to show it though. Although he kept the hatred to himself, Mello was able to tell. "We'll be leaving soon." He said. He loved how he knew him so well…
…
Watching the city from a distance didn't seem too different from Wammy's. He didn't really take an interest because he was so used to that city it was like watching a re-run on television. This city, however, was different and filled with such… strange looking people. Matt wasn't a fan of change but if he doesn't look out the window so much then he'd probably be fine. The gamer shut the curtains and looked around his room. It had been about two weeks since he's been here and yet he wasn't even close to getting used to his new room. They were in a motel just outside the city. The room was plain (to his relief) with cream colored walls and only a picture to make the room stand out a little. The bed was twin sized with a head board with designs of swirls and waves. The bathroom was actually a little bigger than the actual bed room. Still the room wasn't all that big though he didn't complain. Mello wasn't there all that often. Something about 'work'. What the hell was he 'working' on? What job could possibly help him get any closer to winning the Kira case?
The boy sighed, standing up from the window's ledge. He stared at the huge assortment of games that covered his room floor. Most of them were from Mello, bootleg since they weren't out anywhere else yet. They were so he wouldn't feel lonely while he was gone. The gamer sighed again. Mello was pretty dense about relationships. I'm lonely without you…? That's how it goes? Damn, I sound like a chick… In the course of two weeks he was pretty much done with about 80 percent of them. Most of them weren't hard or too complicated for him to solve. Mello's bound to know that he might get bored and come over soon. If he didn't the red head would have to take action. Like… roam the city… No, he wasn't ready for that yet. I'll work up to it someday… Maybe he could roam the motel? Yeah, let's do that… Matt popped a cigarette into his mouth, but didn't bother to light it. He didn't want unwanted strangers complaining to him. He remembered to take his room key card and walked out his door. The first thing he did was look around and to his relief no one was on his floor. Wondering to the elevator he pushed the button and watched as the numbers decreased until they reached his floor, number 5. When the door opened he was just as surprised to see a certain blond haired fellow as he was to see the red head.
"M-Matt? I've never seen you out of your room before!" Mello replied, wide eyed.
He scratched his head, "Yeah, well, I was kinda bored so…"
Mello walked out of the elevator and stared at the boy before taking the cigarette and forcing a kiss. He laughed, "Sorry. Been waiting for that…"
Matt sighed, "You're not the only one… So… how was work?"
The blond's eyebrow rose, "Work? You're making it sound like I'm not actually working!"
"Well you never did tell me where you actually work." Matt crossed his arms.
"Dude, you're like some housewife suspicious that her husband might be cheating!" That is what it's kinda like… "Anyway, I do have something to tell you about the job. Come on."
Matt followed him back to their room. The gamer sat at his usual place on the windowsill and slid his goggles onto his forehead, rubbing his eyes. "What is it?" During his yawn Mello took the liberty of taking his hand and placing his lips back on his. Having tasting a secondhand smoker's yawn the blond had to hold back a cough in order to have full advantage of the kiss. Matt smiled remembering why they came back in here in the first place, "Wait… does this have to do with the news about work?"
Mello stared at him blankly for a second before remembering, "Oh, yeah, right!" He stayed where he was, leaving the red head cornered, "I… didn't tell you this before we came here, but… I need-well-want you to help me out with this case. Just behind the scenes I promise!"
"Humph. And to think I thought you wanted me here but it was just so you could use me for your goal." Matt scoffed.
"But I do-!"
The gamer laughed while putting a hand to Mello's lips, "I was joking. You do know that this means I'm expecting more of you?"
"You seriously sound like a chick!" Mello laughed which got him a personal beating, "No you're right. I'm sorry." He yawned, placing his head on the younger's lap.
The red head ran a hand through blond hair, "So I suppose this means… we can't stay here right?"
"Sorry."
"Will I still see less of you?"
"…Sorry." Matt sighed, staring at the curtains that blinded his view of the city. Mello lifted his head, "You can leave if you want to." One glare from the boy was enough for the blond to know that, that wasn't happening. "I, uh, really like you, you know that right?"
"Huh? Where's this coming from? And if I had to say it you do too!"
The older kept his head on the boy's lap, "I… love you. And it's just in case. Maybe it'll be my last chance to tell you."
And first… Matt gasped, "What are you talking about!? What are you going to do!?"
"Nothing! At least not yet!" He sighed, "You'll see…"
Hm… Matt tried to smile brightly, "And if you really do think this may be your last time then tell me everyday!"
The blond lifted his head, eyebrow's creased, "What…?"
"I demand you tell me 'I love you' everyday!"
"What!? No way!"
He smirked, "Fiiine! But if you don't then no kisses from me!"
Mello's jaw literally dropped. "You bastard!"
"Hey, you're the one who's scared that you might never say it again! Ooh boo-hoo! I'm gonna run into trouble so I might as well tell him while I still can for I can neva say it again!!" The red head replied dramatically.
He turned red from embarrassment, "Fine."
The blond leaned in for another until the younger stopped him, "Say it." He teased.
"I already said it today!!"
"I didn't limit how many times you had to say it each day!" He laughed. I get to call the shots now, ha! "Come on! Just one more time today."
He sighed, scratching his head before looking up at him sincerely which surprised the gamer, "I love you."
Matt gulped, "That was really weirder than I thought."
"Yeah, well it's your fault…"
There was silence between the two until Matt spoke up again, "What are you… going to do? I know you like 'living on the edge' and crap, but… this won't be ridiculous will it?"
"Uh, it depends on how much you like what my guys do."
"Guys!? Jeez, I already don't like where this is going…!"
Mello waved his hands, "No, no! These people are too unattractive from me to fall for any of them!" A yawn escape from his lips and made the atmosphere even more awkward. "Haha, I guess I'll hit the sack." He walked over to the bed and plopped onto the end. He pointed to the space above him. What this meant was that: Would you be my pillow? Matt followed and slid onto the bed, leaning his head back while he felt extra weight on his chest. "You're not too old for this?" The red head laughed lightly. He didn't want the room to fall silent, it was already silent enough.
He laughed back, "Not if you're cuddling with a lover."
After a few minutes Mello fell asleep and the only things that could be heard were the clock and the blond's steady breathes. Matt stared off into space, subconsciously petting the boy's hair. I'll have to leave… Will I be in the same place as him? Damn, but I don't feel like working! What does he expect me to do? What if I can't do it and he sends me back here, or even home!? He shook his subconscious head. No, maybe back to the motel but never back to Wammys… Right? He sighed again, "I'll try my best though," He whispered, "So that, that decision won't have to be made."
Our lives are going to end soon… I can tell by looking at his face…
Well, finished. I bet it isn't all that great huh? At least I finally finished it! I couldn't even finish the whole first page in the past 2 or 3 weeks. It's just been sitting there, nagging me that I have to finish but I just couldn't think of anything interesting to start off the story. Originally Mello telling him that he needed his help was supposed to be maybe the 2nd or 3rd chapter, but I guess I decided to make it right off the bat. I know they weren't staying in a hotel-motel-whatever so that's why I made it so they'd move to the warehouse (that's where his mafia gang is right) later on. Also know that the next chapter won't be up for a while considering I don't have the volumes with them in it and'll have to borrow them from my best friend. We just finished work so it'll probably be a while before I see her again. Be patient with me okay? I promise I'll update, um, 2 or 3 chapters next time. Also please review to tell me what you think. I don't care if you flame me anymore. My first few chapters are never all that great. The ending wasn't that great either. :D And sorry if you thought that, that 'I love you' part was crappy or lame. It serves a purpose further into the story. That part was also meant to be for a later chapter, but before I can even plan on those I need the book, lol. Well see you in time! Sayonara!
P.S 'Living on the edge'… that's what it's called right?