"Matt?"
… Err, what? My mind suddenly snapped back to earth as though on an elastic band. I opened my eyes, slowly taking in my surroundings. Okay. So I was in a corridor, and some old man was there too. He was looking at me as though expecting an answer
"Er… what?" was all I could think of.
The man frowned, obviously annoyed that I hadn't been paying attention.
"I said that this is your room and your roommate is already in there."
Jeez, why'd he pick this job if he clearly hated kids?
I didn't really care. I just opened the door to my room and looked around, and this guy - I think said his name was Roger?- Well anyway, he was right behind me as though afraid that something might happen. Huh. Weird. I mean, it's not as if I was that bad at communication...
Well maybe I was, but that's not gonna change any time soon.
The room was decent sized with two single beds, two desks and a bathroom. At one of these two desks I saw a figure, a very feminine figure with golden shoulder length hair. I couldn't see her face because she was facing away from me but I saw her freeze as my gaze fell on her. Roger stepped around me, putting himself between her and me.
"Mello," he began cautiously, addressing the back of her head, "This is Matt. He'll be your new roommate."
In reply, it seemed, she got up from the desk and walked towards me, hips swaying slightly. She looked up at me through her golden bangs and I nearly gasped when I saw her face. Nearly. She had the most beautiful face I had ever seen: ivory skin, soft pink lips, and sea-blue eyes. I felt my face going red as I realised that I'd have to share a room with a girl.
"Errr…is it, um, normal?" I asked Roger, praying that he understood and that I didn't offend this Mello.
"Is what normal?" apparently Roger wasn't the brightest star in the sky.
"Well...uh, me, um, sharing a room with a girl?" I stumbled looking down.
There was an awkward silence, which was broken when I looked up to see a very angry looking blond looking down on me. I blanched; I'd never seen an expression like that on a girl before
"What the fuck you actually expect me to share a room with a dumbass who can't even tell genders apart!" Mello screamed.
I'm such an idiot, how could I not have known whether she- I mean he- was a boy or not.
I guessed I should say something before it got worse
"S-sorry! I just thought that you were, uh, too pretty to be a boy!" I blurted out the first thing that came into my head.
Well done you fucking moron. A goat could have come up with a better answer than that.
I closed my eyes so I couldn't see the raging blond in front of me. Apparently he didn't like people ignoring him because the next thing I knew I was on the floor with a bloody nose.
"Mello!" I could hear someone shouting angrily and I put my arms over my head in an attempt to block out the yelling. No no no no! Then everything went dark.
When I woke up I felt strangely exposed, and then I realised that my goggles had been removed. I sat up and looked wildly around for them, I need them! I spotted them on a table by the bed I was apparently occupying; I snatched them up and covered my eyes fearfully. I then looked around and was met by a pair of clear blue eyes. Well, in truth they were kind of orange through the filter of my goggles, but very pretty.
I blinked.
"Look, I'm sorry I hit you and that you fainted." Mello said.
What? He was so pretty... No, wait! I wasn't supposed to be thinking like that. I wasn't gay...was I? No, definitely not! I liked girls and, er, that stuff - not guys and especially not this guy who had put me in what seemed to be the infirmary.
I mentally shook myself then looked up again to see Mello looking at me questioningly. Oh, right, he was waiting for an answer.
"Umm, no, I mean I'm sorry I thought that you were a girl and, er, stuff."
How's that for razor-sharp wit? Man, I suck at charisma.
"Oh well, whatever. Do you want to go unpack?" he asked
"Sure." Even though I have nothing to unpack. As we made our way out of the infirmary I caught sight of a pale boy who looked about six doing a blank puzzle, he didn't look up but he creeped me out instantly. I shuddered which caused Mello to look at me questioningly; I shook my head, feeling stupid that a little kid could freak me out so easily. When we got to our room Mello immediately went to the cupboard next to his bed and pulled out a chocolate bar.
Wow...it really wasn't surprising that I'd mistaken him for a girl: the way his hips swayed when he walked and his legs were extremely feminine. Not to mention his face was beyond beauty and the way he held himself...
"Are...you okay?" said a concerned voice, I gasped in shock as I saw how close his face was to mine. Was I drooling? The room suddenly seemed veeeery hot as I looked down at my feet
"Sorry, I… guess I spaced out." I said lamely.
Mello didn't say anything but kept the close distance and stared at me for some time, studying my face. I heard a bell ring somewhere and Mello straightened up.
"Come on, it's time for dinner." he said quickly, as though he was uncomfortable about something. He led the way and I, uh, kinda spent the whole way staring at his ass. It's not my fault, right? There must be some kind of condition or disease when you're suddenly attracted to someone you barely know, right?
Yes. It's called being a pervert. I think he knew as well, because he gave me this look before we came downstairs that silently said I know. But this will fade, right? It has to...
Three weeks later and Mello and me were lying on the grass beside the willow tree. My head was lying on Mello's stomach while I played my gameboy; Mello was looking into space with his head resting on his arms. He was so beautiful when he was just gazing off into the distance...
Aww, man I died again! The game in my hand beeped mockingly at me. Mello suddenly sat up, meaning my head was now in his crotch, but he didn't seem to care.
"Hey, Matt! Let's sneak out tonight" his face was shining with excitement.
"Uh, sure." I said trying not to sound bothered by this very appealing offer. Mello seemed satisfied and lay down again, but I still had my head by his crotch, and it was starting to become embarrassing as I thought of what Mello might do if he knew just how much I liked him.
It was a lot. I loved him.
And I know that I sound like some lovesick girl when I say that but it's true: three weeks of him and I was so beyond doubt in love with him. He wasn't like anyone I'd ever met before and he was so interesting; I loved everything about him. He was just so...Melloish.
"Matt." Mello suddenly sat up again, and my head was displaced into his in his lap, I blushed and tried to avoid his eyes.
"Mello…" I replied awkwardly
"Is there any reason your head is in my lap now?" he asked raising his eyebrows questioningly. I felt my face heat up again
"Umm… no." I said, embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter." he smirked and I could hear the amusement in his voice as he said it.
"Um Mello is there any place you want to go tonight, or do you just want to mess around?" I asked, mainly to change the subject. I think he picked up on it, but he didn't say anything.
"You'll see Mattyboy," he said, pulling out a chocolate bar from god knows where. I shrugged and went back to my game, to distract myself again.
A/N: Hey can you please suggest ideas for this story because I have none and I'd really like to hear your suggestions :)
I'll use the one that I think would suit best, so go ahead review people :3 *hands out toffee apples*