2. Complicated
"Hey Matt," Mello turned to his red haired friend. Matt nodded, not looking up from his game. Mello sighed. That's all Matt ever did was play video games. And Mello was sick of it. He didn't even remember what he was originally going to ask Matt, but instead of telling him that, Mello figured out a plan. He smirked and moved closer to Matt on the couch. No response. "Matt?" Mello asked. Another nod. "Do you love me?" It was the one thing that Mello was sure would spark Matt's attention, but all he got was a half-hearted 'Mm-hm.' Dammit Matt, Mello thought. He was out of ideas. So he sat there a few minutes just looking at the red head. Mello had to refrain from gasping when this new thought came to him. He quickly leaned over and shut Matt's gameboy, grabbing it and straddled his hips, smirking.
"What the Hell?" Matt was stunned. Not only was his game taken away, but his best friend was straddling him. "Mello, what was that for?" He looked at Mello, confused out of his mind.
"You wouldn't listen to me," Mello admitted as if it was the simplest thing.
Matt narrowed his eyes in what seemed to be disbelief. "So you took my game and sat on me because I wasn't paying attention to you?"
Mello looked up at Matt, grinning. "Yup, pretty much. Did you even hear anything I was asking you?"
"Nope, not a word. I knew you were talking but I didn't know what you said."
Mello nodded and got up. "Well that's good, 'cause I don't think your answer would've been the same if you had been listening," The blonde smiled and pulled out a chocolate bar, biting it as he ran off.
Matt shook his head. "What is with that boy? He's the most complicated being I've ever met,"