Chapter 3.
Matts Pov.
I didn't heard when he sneaked in, and didn't even notice him as he crawled up in the bed. I guess I slept very hard. I first awoke when I could feel him settle across my groin, and then I, still in my slumber, noticed how he fisted his hands in my shirt.
When he shook me I became clearly awake. "What-, What are you doing!?" I heard how my stressed voice hitched in the middle of the sentence, making me feel like a young teenager. "Do you know my true identity?" Mello asked in a huskily voice, and I could bet that he was threatening me. His eyes glimmered in the completely darkness. I had, absolutely, no idea what he was talking about.
"What?!" I asked again, and he shook me more violently, I guess he thought that I still was dreaming (I wasn't sure if I was, actually).
"You do know my true identity, don't you? You cooperate with near, don't you?" He asked, this time much clearer. I swallowed hard, and began to mumble.
"Yes I do cooperate with Near. But I have no idea who you is, I.." If he saw how madly I blushed, I bet he would have laughed his ass off. "I has been watching you..for.. a month" My voice became quieter, and was nearly just a whisper when I stopped talking.
"I know" He just said, like it wasn't weird or anything to be ashamed of at all. "But do you know who I am?" He asked again, and I closed my eyes. "You're Mello?" I asked, and I could feel him sigh on top of me. His weight disappeared from my exhausted body, and he muttered. "You're actually very dumb for being a whammy kid, I just can't believe that you were third. Right after m-" Now it was my turn to straddle his hips, fisting my hands in his shirt..
"What the hell?" I asked and shook him. "You're Mello, second of all whammy's, who vanished because he didn't want to cooperate with Near?" I grew angrier and angrier as the seconds passed by. "And now you're fucking prostitute!" I finished, and even though it was very dark saw I how Mello clenched his teeth.
"Have you ever tried to flee from an orphan, just fifteen years old, with no money?" Mello's hands took a not so gentle grip around my wrists. "Where would you go searching for money?"
I let go of his shirt, slowly biting my lower lip. "But.." I whispered breathless. "You can be anything, with your intelligence…" He cut me off at once. "Anything, fifteen years old? And if I became something big Near could find me… and try to make me cooperate again" He mumbled, and I realized that I still straddled his hips. An indiscreet flush spread unto my cheeks. I hurried to get off him, nearly fell off the bed in my desperate attempts. Luckily I had a king-sized bed.
When I laid there beside Mello and stared into the cellar, trying to calm my heart down, I sighed. Even though it was a chance in a million to run into another Whammy kid, I had done it without noticing. And I hadn't run in to just anybody, it was Mello the second rated kid. Who was a prostitute. The whole situation was unbelievable, and I had a slight problem to realize it was actually happening at first. I thought it was a dream. A very realistic dream, since I still could feel him breathe slowly beside me. He seemed calm, and lost in his own thoughts. I wondered for a second if he thought about me, and if he did, how did he think of me? I shook the thought out immediately, telling myself that he probably just thought I was perv. Which I was.
Mellos PoV.
"Have you ever tried to flee from an orphan, just fifteen years old, with no money?" I blurted out, and could see from my angle that his face changed expression. I continued "And if I became something big Near could find me… and try to make me cooperate again" But my voice ended up all quiet and unsteady at the end of the sentence. I stared at him, with my intensive blue eyes which glimmered slightly in the dark. But he didn't look at me, he seemed embarrassed.
I couldn't tell if it was because he was ashamed what he had said, or if it was because he was so close to me. Anyhow, he got off me in such a hurry he nearly fell of the bed. Which made me snicker a little. Even though I had been mad, angry and frustrated just a minute ago I couldn't hate Matt. He was so adorable innocently clumsy, and I could tell that it wasn't just acting.
I admit that I thought that the situation was weird, but really, I'm not easily surprised. I was used to get into situations. I breathed slowly and closed my eyes.
"Sorry"
My voice wasn't more than a whisper, but it felt like it echoed in the small room. A couple of minutes flew by before Matt said, and he sounded confused. " What for?" His voice didn't seem to hold any hidden emotions, it was just plain. I shrugged a little, relaxed in the big comfortable bed. " I.. I guess I was very unthankful earlier, you let me in and I thanked you by sneak through your stuff. " I smiled, and even though I couldn't see his face, I think he did the same. "And I never said Thank you properly". Now it was Matt's turn to shrug slightly as he laughed quietly "Then you shouldn't say sorry, you should just say thank you, shouldn't you?".
I turned my head against his, peered through the darkness so I could see his face. He smiled happily and honest against me. For the first time in years I felt a warm feeling building up inside of me. Oh my god, I thought, I've fallen for him.
