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Day 2 Part 2:

The hotel room was small, but that doesn't say it was sophisticated. It was decorated with one large bed with silk bedding that took up most of the space and pictures of odd geometric shapes hung on the walls. The lights were turned low which caused suspicion in Mello since he knew Near hated dim lighting (he claimed it lowered his IQ slightly). The "albino" himself sat cross-legged on the bed with the ever-present bored expression on his face and a finger curling in those short locks, while Matt made himself right at home by dropping himself at the edge of the bed and beckoning Mello to sit with him. Something hard in Mello's back pocket brushed against his leg. He figured it was probably a phone.

"Mello," said Near in his usual monotone voice.

"Near."

"Care for some coffee before we start?"

"No."

He could smell it sitting in the corner on the coffee table the whole time and Matt chuckled. The red-head knew that although coffee was made from the same bean, Mello hated the bitter taste of it.

"Very well, let's start right away then." The white-haired stopped his finger from twisting and dropped it down to his side. "The new information on Kira?"

"Actually," Mello started turning to Matt, "I learned something that could scientifically change the outcome of this war with Kira, and I asked Near to do me a favor before I give the information to him."

"What? What information? Why haven't you told me?" asked Matt.

Near sighed and looked at Mello. "Do I really have to do this?"

Matt frowned and looked at the blonde. "Do what? What are you talking about?"

The blonde slipped himself off Matt and smiled evilly.

"I said I'd get you back right? I've got Near's help this time."

Mello crouched in front of him, and never taking off his eyes from the red-head reached into his back pocket and pulled out a slim-sized device. Matt knew right away it was his DS and Mello waived it in front of him.

Grinning he said, "Near, come here."

Matt watched out of the corner of his eye as Near crawled toward them from the opposite side of the bed, too afraid to take his eyes off Mello.

"Now Near, lie down." He did so - slowly.

"What's going on?" interrupted Matt.

Mello ignored him and instead took his place on top of Near by straddling the snow-haired boy across the hips and pinning his hands above his head.

"This piece of information better be worth it," muttered Near.

The blonde leaned down, his mouth so close to Near's lips.

"It is."

And he kissed him.

"Hey!" yelled Matt. He was the jealous type, and he grabbed Mello's shirt but the blonde continued kissing, their lips moving so slowly together and in sync. Mello even slipped a gloved hand underneath Near's shirt that made the snow-hair shiver. "Mello, stop it!"

He finally did and looked at Matt so sweetly. "Aren't you turned on, Matty?"

Matt was taken back at this question, he paused. And now that the thought was placed in his mind, he admitted it, he kind of was – which was most likely exactly what Mello wanted.

"Yes," he whispered dejectedly aloud.

Mello smiled, leaned over, and gave a swift lick to Matt's lips - instantly, Matt's arousal sky-rocketed.

"Am I done?" Near interrupted this time from his position on the bed.

Mello glanced back at the pinned angel and once again started to kiss, but this time he included his tongue, and from his angle he made sure Matt could see. A painful bulge grew in Matt's pants and just as he was about to make a move of his own, Mello placed a hand on his chest and stopped him.

"Hold it," he said. He pushed Matt away and procured the DS. "If you want to join, you have to play one game on this gaming thing."

Suddenly Mello's plan became clear to Matt. Mello got him here under the false pretence it was about the Kira case, instead it was only to turn Matt on and then deny him pleasure unless he forfeited the contest.

"You little bitch."

"Come on, Matt, don't you want to join us?" Mello then pressed his body on top of Near oh so closely.

Matt crossed his legs over his member and groaned. He wanted to win. He wanted to be able to sleep in the same bed with his own boyfriend and cuddle up every night. Didn't Mello want that too somewhere in his heart? Instead of sex how about something that could bring them closer in another way?

Mello reached behind him, then took hold of Near's baggy pants and pulled them down to reveal a pale bottom.

"Stop! You wouldn't!" Mello wouldn't take it that far with Near when his boyfriend was sitting right here, would he?

"Well then?"

He couldn't take this. Adding Near to the mix was smart, Mello knew him too well, but he loved Mello more than a one night pleasure ride. If it was for anything other than Mello he would have put out by now, but he knew he was going to win, he just had to hold out. If Mello won, their relationship would go nowhere, and Matt knew it was himself who tried so hard to keep it together all the time. He loved Mello, but he wasn't sure Mello loved him.

"No, Mello," Matt said, shaking his head, "I'm leaving."

Matt headed for the door, but just as he was about to turn the knob, Mello yelled out, "Matt!"

He whipped around. "No, Mello! I'm not going to sit here and watch you fuck Near. You hate Near, remember?"

"Why are you so mad? It's just a game," Mello sat up. "It's a contest, but it's still just a game."

He finally lost his temper. Didn't Mello care? "It's not about the game! It's that you don't even care about us!"

Mello crossed his arms. "I think you're just frustrated that you can't join without forfeiting the contest."

Matt let out an unnatural snarl and stomped out of the hotel room, slamming the door behind him. A door opened as he started down the hallway though.

"What the hell?" A woman's voice said.

"Oh just shut it, bitch." Matt replied just as he descended the stairs. He wasn't in the mood to stop and listen to some bitch's complaint about noise disturbances.


That night Matt lay in his bed waiting for Mello to come home. In the beginning when they had first moved in together, it wasn't uncommon for Mello to not come home at all for the night, or even a few days. Even though they were supposedly together, Mello used to not take it very seriously. It changed though the more time passed, which was a good thing. He didn't have to lie awake wondering if Mello would come back at all anymore.

So there was definitely some progress. Maybe Matt just over-reacted today. He was deprived of video games and he hadn't had a cigarette the whole day.

"Fuck," Matt whispered, squeezing his fists.

He rolled onto his side and grabbed his lighter and a cigarette off the night stand. He lit it and took in a deep puff. As he slowly let out a breath, he leaned back against his head-board and closed his eyes.

"I swear, Mello, you're going to be the death of me."