Matt:
Nearly a week later, Mello and BB were officially orphans of the Wammy House(all I knew was that they were self-taught geniuses). Though BB was still distrustful of everyone(besides me, it seemed), Mello seemed to be enjoying himself and got along with others fairly well, except that when it came to games, if he lost, he threw a tantrum.
"When do you think he'll calm down?" I asked curiously, eyeing Mello in the corner of the room. His back was to me, blond head bobbing up and down as he repeatedly slammed it into the wall.
BB snorted beside me. "Who knows? The brat will learn to eventually suck it up and deal with it." The tip of his tongue stuck out in the corner of his mouth as he pressed more buttons on his PS3 controller. "Ha! Matt, your Alisa-robot-thingy is getting pummeled to the ground!"
My attention was hooked back on our game of Tekken 6. I was losing until I finally got out of BB's character's hold(he was playing Leo) and fired missiles from Alisa's wrists. Leo's life went down nearly halfway, leaving a small sliver of red in his life bar. It flashed, signaling he was near dying and would now deal greater damage to my character.
"You guys aren't paying attention to me!" Mello whined from his corner.
"Goddammit!" BB yelled as Leo flew backwards from the impact of Alisa's exploding head. "That is abnormal, I tell you."
We started the third round with Leo suddenly tackling Alisa to the ground, straddling her and starting to punch her face.
"Rapist," I taunted, bumping BB's shoulder.
BB bumped mine back. "Actually, no, Leo's gay, which would make more sense if he had tackled a guy. Like Lars, for example," he observed.
I maneuvered Alisa to kick Leo off. "Leo's gay?" I said.
"Well, yeah," BB said. "I mean, he looks like a girl, and he wears a scarf, so."
"Like Mello?"
"Like Mello."
"Hey!" Mello growled from his corner.
I bit back a giggle as I made Alisa give her exploding head to Leo once more. There was the sound of Leo crying out as he hit the ground and K.O.'ed.
"You've gotta stop doing that!" BB muttered, throwing his controller aside. He sighed, rolling over to his back to inspect Mello, who was muttering to himself in his corner. "Are you done yet?" he asked politely.
"What's it look like?" Mello barked out.
"Go get me jam," BB said lazily.
"What's gotten into you that suddenly made you think you can boss me-" Mello started to rant.
"They have chocolate downstairs, too," I supplied. I watched as Mello slowly turned halfway to look at me, calculating eyes taking in my sight. I didn't talk to him too much, just basically followed him around if BB wasn't there(which was most of the time). I was still getting over the fact that Mello wasn't the Mello I saw that day I helped BB, and that Mello, in all actuality, was actually rather hostile and rude. Not that I was complaining. His long hate-rants about Near were always entertaining to listen to.
Mello finally bit his lip, deciding. "Fine," he said through gritted teeth. "I'll get your fuckin' jam and my fuckin' chocolate and try not to shove the whole fuckin' jar down your throat when I come back!" By the end of his threat, Mello was shrieking as he stomped out of his and BB's shared room. The door slammed loudly behind him.
I sighed resignedly, flopping down on their bed. I couldn't believe it had only been a week since I'd met BB; already, we've been acting like we were best friends. I was suspicious that was because everyone was practically a Social Services worker through his eyes. "Is he always like that?" I wondered out loud, for some reason mesmerized by the white ceiling.
"Unless he's with chocolate or asleep-which he does like a brick, by the way- yes, he's very temperamental," BB replied.
There was a silence between us. It wasn't the type where you felt like you needed to say something, it was comfortable and I nearly sighed, just laying there and staring mindlessly at white. Oh, yes, BB and Mello certainly made my life more interesting.
I felt the bed dip as BB climbed on. I was expecting him to lay beside me or something, but instead he straddled me.
"Um, hi?" I tried not to sound as nervous as I felt.
BB leaned in closer until our noses were almost touching. "Look, Matt," he said slowly, "I like you." Blood red eyes were concentrated on my own eyes, and I had to touch my goggles to make sure they were there.
"I...like you too?" I said uncertainly, not really knowing what I should say.
BB continued as if I'd never spoken. "I like you," he repeated, "a lot. And I bet," he smiled deviously, "I could make you mine by the end of the month."
I solemnly swear not to have be hauled off my lazy ass by BB to update. Sorry for taking so long... *sheepish face*