Ehm Ehm… Welcome to my life… the current state of my life fits conveniently into the characters of Death Note and since all the following events are true you will soon see why I was writing this and not doing my homework. It goes without saying that I am Mello in the following situation… comments welcome…

~MattsUke

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Mello picked up his pencil and suspended it over his notebook. He'd been trying to solve the same chemistry problem all night. It's not so much that he didn't know it, it was more that he simply could not muster up enough focus to concentrate on the task at hand. All night had been occupied with the trials and tribulations of the boundaries between love and friendship. He glanced across the room at Matt writing some story for his Sherlock Holmes class and sighed rubbing his temples. 1:39 A.M. and he still had to do his Japanese homework too. Everything didn't have to be so complicated. Yes, Near was there first but Mello was here now. Mello shook his head realizing that he had been staring at Matt this whole time and looked back down at his homework.

'How many moles of P4O10 would you need to react to form 5.00g of phosphoric acid?'

He blinked a few times. Somewhere in his vast fund of knowledge he did know the answer, but not tonight. Why did Near have to complicate things? He really liked Matt, and he was pretty sure Matt liked him too… Mello put a big question mark next to question number four and moved onto the next problem.

…The words just blurred together. Mello glanced around the room. His side was a mess. He needed to clean. He needed to do homework. He needed to sleep.

But mostly he needed to be rid of those words that were haunting him.

What Matt said earlier.

-"So for now I guess it's best that we're just friends"-

And Mello had responded.

-"Sure. As long as you're happy I'm happy."-

What B.S. What god damned crap. "This sucks." Said Mello as he threw his books aside resolving to wake up earlier instead, the clock now reading 2:22 A.M. Matt looked over at Mello and their eyes met.

Mello should have told him then.

That it was not ok.

That he was not happy.

Mello should have slipped his arms around the back of Matt's neck and pulled him into a gentle kiss.

Mello should have.

But Mello didn't.