Thank you peeps that reviewed my previous chapters ( I know it was only two, but it's a start ^^'). Anyway, to answer one of the questions, I should elaborate. This story isn't entirely based on the Kira killings, however it is centered around the time. As of right now, I can't really say much because I don't even know where the story is going at this point. I'm still trying to figure it out myself, so please bear with me!

Once again, thank you for reviewing and please enjoy this latest chapter!

Mello awoke hours later to the echo of something pattering on the walls.

He frowned, unable to discern the noise. He immediately turned to where Matt was sleeping, only to find the wooden chair vacant.

"What the… where's…?" Mello stammered, apprehension settling in his head. He hopped out of bed, looking all over his room for the missing man and the peculiar sound. With no luck, he burst into the living room and kitchen, but to no avail.

He's disappeared! Damn weirdo…

Eventually, he sat in defeat on his couch. He slouched over, placing his hands on his head yet still clueless of Matt's location.

Unless…

He stood up in mortification after coming to a conclusion.

…showering… in the bathroom… naked?

Mello ghosted to the dreaded room. He gulped loudly as he placed an ear on the bathroom door. He listened patiently, awaiting any sort of confirmation for Matt's whereabouts. The blond was still not convinced, until he felt a strong force pulling him down. The door had opened, with Mello on his knees in front of Matt. Mello growled in pain, only to develop bright red cheeks upon seeing the redhead's nude body.

"Nice to see you're still falling for me" Matt joked. "I figured you were still sleeping, so I didn't bother covering myself. I hope you don't mind."

Mello remained motionless; shock and humiliation consuming his body. He took all precautions not to stare at Matt's lower appendage again as he handed the exposed man a towel. Mello arose, jerking his body upright and grumbled.

That would explain the tapping…

"Whatever… do what you want" Mello dictated, trying to regain control of his voice.

Grinning, Matt purposefully strutted out of the steamy bathroom and lay on the bed.

"Well then, servant boy, go fetch me an outfit from your collection. I'm sure whatever you select will be to my liking" the redhead ordered.

"Get them yourself" Mello retorted.

Matt chuckled, lowering his eyes. "Very well, I'll just continue talking… in the nude."

"…are pants okay?"

Matt watched closely as Mello continued picking his outfit. He assumed Mello was finished when the blond stopped, dropping his hands to his sides and turning to Matt.

"You didn't answer my question yesterday."

"You passed out; how could I?"

Mello grew enraged "You did that on purpose! Somehow… it's as if… you knew about my comatose states. You did something! What the hell did you do to me?"

Matt did not waver at this remark. "I'll admit. I do know about your condition. However I wasn't taking advantage of you if that's what you're getting at. Isn't it fairly obvious what triggers them though? Looking back on the past, recalling a distant memory… it pulls you into the fear you experienced long ago. Suffering, Rejection, Failure, Uncertainty; everything you and I have endured creeps its way back into your head-"

"'YOU and I'? What the hell do you mean 'YOU and I'? There has never BEEN a 'you and I', nor will there ever BE a 'you and I'. Stop with your fucking nonsense and quit messing with my head! I've had enough! I don't even know who you are to me! Who are you? WHO ARE-"

Mello's voice died as Matt forcefully clamped onto the blond's wrists. He was pushed onto the carpet floor, pinned down by the strength in Matt's arms. Mello struggled to free himself under the pressure of the other's body.

Matt, now growling, pressed his lips onto the shocked man. Closing his eyes, Mello eased his muscles as they fell deeper into the kiss.

He's no beginner to love, Mello reasoned. He stopped when Matt's lips lifted away from his.

"At least now you'll shut up!" Matt sighed, and then stayed silent. He got up from the floor, and extended a hand to the secretly lustful Mello.

"Now that I have your attention, listen to me. I'm worried about your physical and mental health, and I sincerely don't want to tell you what I am about to, however if it will help you recover from your amnesia… I suppose it would be best. When I tell you the truth behind our relationship, just know that what you hear may be… shocking…" Matt confessed.

Mello nodded, "I-I understand".

Silence.

"Do you remember… Wammy's House?"