Tee hee. Number 4, bitches!!!

Summary – Mello is upset about his 'ugly' scar, and about Near being 'better' than him. And Matt has to cheer him up.

Rating: T

Genre: Angst/Drama

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or The Animal I Have Become (by Three Days Grace)

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"God!" a blonde screamed at his best friend. "Why does he ALWAYS have to beat me at absolutely everything?!"

"Mello, calm down," Matt withdrew his hand from Mello's cheek. "You need to stay still. Do you want an infection?" It had been almost three weeks since Mello had bombed his hideout and called Matt in an attempt to come out of the rubbish alive.

Mello obeyed and closed his eye but continued ranting. "That stupid asshole. Why can't he just fall off of the face of the Earth and die. Stupid fucker..." He trailed off and Matt smiled a bit.

"Mello, just forget about him. He's nothing compared to you."

"Fuck you, Matt." Mello blew a piece of hair out of his face.

"You wish." Matt smirked and stood up. "Now, stay here. I need to go get some gauze."

"Maaaa-haaaatt...I'm fine." Mello protested.

"I don't care. I want you to wear them for one more week," Matt stood on his tiptoes to reach the cabinet filled with pain killers and ointments. He walked back over to the blonde.

"Fuck..." Matt sat down in front of the boy.

"What now, Mello?" Matt asked.

"I'm hideous..." Matt was taken aback by his comment.

"Mello..."

"Don't fucking say it, Matt. I'm ugly. This...scar...I'm an animal..."

"Mello, you're not ugly...you're still beautiful." Matt objected.

"Matt," Mello was cut off by Matt lightly pressing his lips to Mello's scar. "M-Matt! Stop!"

"Mello, Never say that you're ugly, Because you're not. Anybody can see that." he spoke against Mello's scar.

"Matt..."

"Boo-freaken'-hoo, Mello. What's done is done. I don't know what else to say that'll cheer you up. I've done all that I could, but you're not cooperating. So just shut up about Near and your scar. I'm getting pretty fuckin' tired of your whining." Matt snapped. He carefully wrapped the gauze around Mello's forehead. And Mello was...laughing? "What the hell's so funny?" Matt bit off the end of the gauze.

"Oh, God, Matt." Mello laughed harder gaining an even weirder look from Matt.

"What? What is it now?" Matt lightly lifted Mello's left arm. Surely Mello couldn't be any more insane?

"I love you, Matt." Mello said, after partly getting over his laugh attack. He hugged his red-head.

"...What?" Matt asked. "I just yelled at you and you're--" He was cut off by Mello's lips on his own.

"Maaaaaa-haaatt, I'm tired." Mello said, draping his arms on Matt's shoulders and resting his head in his chest.

"...Okay...do you want to go to sleep in the bed? If so, get up." No answer. Matt looked at Mello, who was already sleeping. He smiled. "You're not an animal, Mello." He laid back on the couch, and drifted off with Mello still on his chest.

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