Mello lay under wrinkled covers looking over at the man next to him taking a long drag on his cigarette and then exhaling a thin steady stream of smoke through pursed lips.
"Light? you don't smoke."
Light glanced at Mello sideways, but said nothing, then got up, extinguished cigarette and headed for the shower.
Light had just stepped into the shower and closed his eyes as the warm water ran soothingly down his body, when he felt something cold and hard clunk up against the back of his head.
"Whats up with you lately?" Mello yelled over the sound of the running water and radio in the background.
Still no answer.
""How come you're not talking to me anymore?"
Light merely swiped his hand over the back of his head pushing the muzzle of the gun away, then grabbed the bottle of shampoo off the shelf.
Mello, infuriated at being ignored rammed the gun into the back of Light's head, once again as he swatted the shampoo out of Light's hand.
"Stop ignoring me, goddammit."
Light sighed "You're getting your gun wet"
Mello cocked his gun as the water bouncing off of Light dripped down his arm.
"It won't affect its accuracy at this distance. Is that all you're going to say?"
Light stood unmoving as the water continued to trail down his muscular body, dripping from his eyelashes like tiny crystal pools.
He blinked away the few persistent drops that clung to his eyelashes and took another deep breath.
"You gonna shoot me Mello?"
"If you won't tell me whats been bothering you, I have no use for you."
"Yeah, there's plenty more where I came from, eh Mel? It's not like you ever really cared about me, I'm just another of your play things, and I'm not even your favorite."
"What the Hell are you talking about Light."
"He was here again, when I came over yesterday morning, he said he was just picking something up, but it looked like he had just woken up"
"Matt? I told him he could stay if he needed a place close to work, and if you recall, I was gone all weekend."
"Why would he lie to me?"
"He's probably afraid of what kind of death you would give him with that stupid book of yours, if he messed with me. You've gotta stop being so possessive, Light. I think you're letting the power of that book get to you, it's screwing with your head. I should just shoot you now if that power is more important than me, epically if you can't trust me with my friends. I can't believe that's whats been wrong with you this whole time, if you cared about me you would've talked to me a long time ago, instead of letting it bother you for so long, you make me so mad, you and your god complex"
Mello pushed the gun harder against lights scull, like that would make a difference.
"Do it." Light said, his tone dead and emotionless.
One more nudge, then Light could feel the gun pull away slightly but didn't want to turn and face Mello.
"He's just a friend, he never meant half what you mean to me, no one has."
Mello's resolve was softening the edgy sarcastic tone he always had was fading.
Then Light noticed a strange but slight noise and realized, Mello was shaking and all though he hadn't lowered his gun, Light could tell he wouldn't shoot.
In one fluid motion Light spun around simultaneously grabbing Mello's gun in one hand, and putting the other around the back of his head, to cushion it as he slammed him into the showers wall, and kissed him.
A flurry of sensations hit Mello all at once.
First the shock of the cold tile wall down the length his back, then the moist warmth of Light's body pressed up against his.
Searing hot on one side, and cold hardness on the other Light, mixed into the most fantastic sensation that nearly drove Mello crazy.
"Your...wasting the...water." Mello attempted to say his words muffled by Lights soft mouth over his.
Light reached blindly behind him, and turned the water off.
He broke away from Mello long enough to say.
"There, happy?"
Mello rolled his eyes, then Light began to move his kisses down Mello's chest, pausing to fondle Mello's nipple with his tongue then continued down.
"Light, you've gotta go to work, your dad will be suspicious if your too late and the last thing I need is the damn task force snooping around my place, You listening?"
When Light didn't respond Mello reached down and grabbed a fist full of Light's bangs yanked his head up to face his own.
"Hey! I thought we weren't going to do the silent treatment thing anymore."
Light stood up "Yeah, sorry, your right, I gotta go."
He said turning the shower back on "I've just got a lot on my mind."
"I know." Mello said bending down to pick up the shampoo, then stepped up behind Light and kissed the back of his neck as he reached around to hand Light the shampoo.
"But you, being a genius, work better when there's a lot on your plate to balance, just don't leave me out Okay?"
Less then half an hour after Light left, Mello heard the sound of a key opening his dead bolt, That could mean only one thing. "Matt" Mello mumbled under his breath.
Light had a key but never used it. He always seamed to prefer to knocking over coming in on his own.
Mello finished buttoning his leather pants and marched over to the door to meet the intruder.
The door swung open and in walked Matt absently shoving the key into his back pocket as the majority of his attention was focused on his DSI.