Chapter 2

The door flew wide opened with a loud bang.

''ello Mello!''

Matt called, popping his little red tuff of hair past the door frame with a friendly smile stretched across his goofy looking face. He had heard that his friend wasn't feeling well and thought that he'd like some compony.

Mello's head pounded, watching blurry eyed as Matt strode in casually, setting himself down in the vacant seat next to the bed.

''man, what happen to you?''

'' l'm sick'' Mello said in a quiet raspy voice.

''Awr, is my Lil' melly welly not feeling alright'' Matt teased in a voice that you'd approach a baby with, bravely patting the blonds head. Mello squinted at the grinning red head and firmly scowled ''don't you ever call me melly welly''

Matt giggled quietly to himself '' arw, comon' I think it's a cute pet name. melly welly''.

Matt was just asking for it now. Unfortunately Mello could only muster up a flimsy wack over the head as punishment.

''phft what was dat?- I didn't even feel it!'' Matt scoffed

''Matt, l'm not in the mood for this, I feel like shit...I don't even want to move'' Mello sniffed, rubbing his eye.

'' well in that case, I take it that you're gonna dog meh tonight huh''

''aurgh'' Mello wailed, failing back against his pillow.

''you know you can still come''

Mello looked over at Matt, and with one eyebrow arched he said plainly and simply '' seriously''

Matt shook his head, falling back against the back of the chair. '' man, if you actually took care of yourself, instead of scoffing ya face wid chocolate all dae' and eat some real food, maybe your immune system wouldn't be all up the fuck''

''Stop yelling you're giving me a headache '' Mello scowled as he pulled the blanket further up over his body.

Mello knew that Matt was right; maybe if he did lay off the chocolate he wouldn't be as sick. But as everybody knows Mello loves his chocolate and that he thinks everyone can just piss off.

''this sucks!, we've never missed a year!'' the red head huffed. Mello lay silent as he stared up at the white tiled ceiling.

'' I'm sorry Matt''

Matt paused for a second, and continued on with two completely different facial expressions.

''so man, tell it to me straight. how long have they given ya? ''

'' it's just hay fever, I'm not dying. Geez ''

'' yo, have you taken a look at ya self. Hay fever does not make you look like...'' Matt snorted, raising a finger in that air and pointed directly at Mello. ''...that''

''Matt!'' Mello scolded with a blocked nose.

''just sayin' man you could like be carrying typhoid or somethin' deadly''

Mello coughed, feeling like his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Suddenly Matt's green eyes lit up behind his goggles.

'' Hey Mel when your sick aren't cha' meant to take something, to make ya betta?''

''yeah, I've already taken some pain killers so...''

'' Tish! No wonder'' the red head grumbled as he pounced up from his seat, dashing across the room just to have him crash into the medical draws.

''what are you doing?'' narrowed his eyes suspiciously

"yo Mel by any chance are ya afraid of needles?"

''No...why?'' Mello worryingly shook his head. And as soon as Mello said that Matt pulled out a needle from the cupboard of antiseptics and started filled the empty syringe with an unknown serum.

''phew-That's good to hear'' Matt grinned sinisterly

''Whoa! Are you completely out of ya mind!'' Mello's expression quickly turned scared as he pushed himself up from the bed.

''Stop being a baby, it'll only be a little prick. I promise'' Matt said as he flicked the cylinder of the syringe.

'' do you even know what that stuff is?''

'' Mel, this stuff could make ya better''

''or it could fucking kill me''

''Yeah that too, but let's look at the positive out come here''

'' Don't you dare even think about come near me with that syringe'' Mello firmly told the red head

'' Mel I'm trying to help you here''

''more like kill me!''

Matt rolled his eyes as he came close to Mello, with the syringe in hand.