Holes
Boom. Crash. Bang. Another hole. Mello was furious this time. Punching the walls and shooting the ceiling. Matt was thankful the people who lived up stairs were on a holiday. Mello was having a fit because of something or other Near did. Matt didn't personally hate Near. He just hated his name. Because whenever Near was mentioned in Matt's apartment, more holes were produced in the ceilings, walls, and floor.
It was going to far. Mello was going to kill him. Or someone. He was too mad. In too of a blinding rage. He didn't care. Not him. He wasn't hurting anybody or anything while he was like this. Even though he was. He was just too blind with rage he couldn't tell. "Mello, stop." Matt whispered.
The blond turned around. Confused, he looked at the redhead balled up in the corner. The younger boy got up and hugged the blond. "shhhh.... just calm down." he said comfortingly in the blond's ear. Mello instantly calmed down and everything went in a daze for him. He was then aware of the blood trickling down his knuckles. He couldn't remember what had happened. The redhead led him to his room where he sat him down and bandaged his knuckles. Then he laid him down and let him rest.
Matt finished patching another hole. He was quietly whistling the kingdom hearts theme to himself. He heard a gasp behind him. He then spun around and saw Mello, looking surprised at Matt's finished work. The blond gulped and looked at Matt, with an...apologetic look in his eyes. "what happened?" he asked. Though Matt knew that he knew the answer to his own question.
The redhead shrugged like it was nothing. "you just punched the bathroom mirror, and then shot a few holes and punched, and kicked some holes in the walls and floors, and ceiling." the blond looked at him, mouth agape.
"do you always patch the holes up before I can see them?" at this Matt smiled and walked up to his friend. He slowly traced the scar that covered half of his friend's face.
"I'm always here to patch things up. That's what friends are for." then Matt turned around and went back to patching up the holes. "oh and Mello...next time try not to shoot the ceiling. I'm not too keen on ladders."