A House Divided
Chapter Four: Closer
Well. I guess the cat's out of the bag. Me, Mail Jeevas, just confessed my love to Mello in a heated moment. I never thought it would happen like this. And now there was the long silence of shock (on both our parts, I might add, not just his) and I was mentally face-palming myself.
I sighed and looked at the clock. Three minutes had gone by. Three long, painful minutes. I finally reached up and turned on the lights. Mello's eyes didn't even blink.
"Great, I broke him," grumbled to myself as I rubbed my tired eyes. Mello's eyes finally moved to meet mine. I was surprised to see tears in them. "Shit, Mello, I'm sorry. Please don't cry…"
"No, Matt. They're happy tears," he murmured. My heart leapt at the words and a smile spread across my face, mirrored by Mello's new forming smile.
"You're everything to me," I whispered as I hugged him close to me. I thought that I had scared him away with my word hiccup…well, train wreck. "I love you."
"I love you too, Matty," he breathed, hugging me closer to him. I looked down at him to smile and was greeted with a kiss. My lips formed to his lovingly. I pulled away to look at him in the eye as I smoothed out his hair.
"You're amazing," I told him with a smile. Mello just smiled and hugged me in response.
"Lay down," he whispered in my ear. I obliged and laid down for him but was not expecting what happened next.
Mello whipped his leg around so he was on top of me. I stared at him in shock as he smiled devilishly. He trailed his hands up my shirt and pulled it off of my torso. I reached up and tried to do the same for him, but he slapped my hands away.
"What the hell, Mello?" I asked in major confusion. He just chuckled darkly.
"My turn." Mello kissed me briefly, then made his way down my neck.
I couldn't even explain to you the emotions rushing through me at moment went his teeth came into contact with my chest. It was as if my body was set on fire and frozen at the same time. My temperature for sure picked up but goosebumps ran up my arm.
Mello kissed his way toward my nipple and took it into his mouth, making me grab at his hair in response.
"Mello!" I moaned deeply. I could feel his lips curl up into a smile around my nipple. I gasped as he gently nibbled on the sensitive skin.
His kisses trailed down my stomach slowly, almost like waiting for a raindrop to fall off of a leaf. When Mello reached my pajama bottoms, he chuckled slightly and kissed right under my belly button, making me squirm in anticipation.
"Gosh, I'm beat," Mello said, collapsing next to me, a smirk plastered all over his face. I almost throttled that smirk right off of his face. This wasn't fucking funny. Mello turned to smile at me but it fell off his face when he saw my expression (which I'm sure was deadly) and his eyes widened.
"You're beat?" I growled playfully. "I'll beat you, that's for sure!" I pounced on top of my prey and kissed him fiercely. I ripped his shirt off as fast as I could.
"Oooh, I'm so scared," he taunted me. I laughed softly as I felt the contours of his chest. Everything about him was perfect. His blonde hair fanned around his face like a halo and a small smile played on his lips as he gazed up at me.
"I love you," I said softly. I stroked his cheek while I sat lightly on his hips.
"I love you too," he whispered back. I leaned down to kiss him when I heard our door slam open. Mello practically threw me off of him and onto the floor. He looked at me apologetically for a brief second and turned his attention to the doorway.
"Get dressed," Light commanded and stormed out of the room. Was that rage or fright? I couldn't tell. "Now!" we heard him yell down the hall at us. Mello and I shared a glance before we rushed to our own separate dressers.
I pulled on my striped shirt and jeans while Mello put on his usual attire of leather. We both nodded at each other when we were ready and started to head out the door only to have a gun pointed at my face.
"I seriously cannot catch a fucking break!" I complained. The gunman moved the weapon from my face to Mello's and that's what set me off. I took a step forward and jammed the man's elbow the wrong way, making him miss his shot and cry out in pain. I quickly elbowed him in the side of the head, making him fall to the floor. I stole the weapon from his jacket and tossed it at Mello with a stern glance.
"What the hell is going on?" he asked me…as if I knew or something.
"Mello you better keep yourself safe or I swear to fucking G—" my words were cut off by the sound of a gunshot. I took one last loving look at Mello and sprinted out of the room with him on my heels.
I held whatever weapon the gunman had aimed at me at eye level, keeping me senses sharp. Mello followed me backwards in my footsteps, watching my back.
"L!" I heard Light call out from the living room. When Mello had made sure that the hallway was clear, we both ran as fast as we could to the living room. Small cabin, my ass!
"L!" Mello and I called out at the same time, seeing his crumpled body on and floor and Light being surrounded by guns being pointed at his head. I flicked my nose twice at Mello who nodded and rolled towards the men with guns. One of them noticed Mello slip by in the dim lighting and pointed his gun, but Mello was faster. He wacked the man in the head with the barrel of his gun and rolled to the next victim. I watched the gunmen with a sharp eye, ready to pull my trigger. While Mello was taking out one hit man, another pointed a gun to the back of his head, causing me to instantly shoot him between the eyes.
I eyed my weapon in confusion. A tranquilizing gun? The needle of the tranquilizer hit him right between his eyes and made him drop in the matter of seconds. Mello took out the last of the men and looked at me with a cocky eyebrow raised.
"Not even a drop of blood," he praised himself. I rolled my eyes but was glad he was safe.
"Check on L. I'm going to do a sweep," I ordered. He nodded and rushed over to L with Light in his shadow.
I made my way down the hallway, checking every room carefully and quietly. When I saw that everything was clear, I made my way back to the living room. Light was being hysterical (which was such a change from his usual, high and mighty behavior) and Mello was pumping L's chest in frustration.
"Breathe dammit!" he yelled, tears evident in his eyes. I looked sadly at the scene.
"Wait!" I said, quickly shoving Mello's hands away. "He has a collapsed lung…Mello, your knife?"
Mello handed me his knife cautiously and waited for further instruction. I looked at Light quickly, noticing the pen in his shirt pocket. I swiftly snatched it out of the pocket and started disassembling it. I looked at the two expectantly.
"Does 911 sound like a good idea to anyone?" I scolded sarcastically. They both rushed away from me to find the nearest phone.
I was glad that they left because I couldn't do this with them breathing down my neck. I took Mello's knife and slowly inserted it into L's chest, in the middle of his rib cage. He didn't move. I sunk the knife until I was sure I reached his lung because he started to cough and choke. I quickly removed the knife and skillfully inserted the outer casing of the pen. L's eyes fluttered open and closed for a brief second. I leaned over and blew some air through the pen casing, inflating his lung again. L's breathing went from almost non-existent to almost normal. I sighed and collapsed on the floor next to him. I pray to God I'll never have to do that again.
"Matt?" Mello said behind me. I craned my neck to look at him. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just not a doctor…" I sighed from the floor. The adrenaline of the whole night was quickly crashing down on me like a ton of bricks. Mello came to sit next to me.
"Is he going to be okay?"
"I have no idea, but I did what I could do. The real doctors are going to have to take it from here." I sat up and rested my head on Mello's shoulder. He patted my hair affectionately. We turned at the sound of Light collapsing on his knees next to L.
"Oh, L," he sobbed. He gingerly held L's limp head and kissed his forehead. "Don't die on me now. Not after everything."
Mello and I shared a sad glance as Light wept into L's hair, rubbing his cheek slowly.
"Hey, the ambulance is here!" I said, hearing the sound before either of them did. Mello gave me an odd look for a second until the sound caught up with his ears.
Everything after that was a blur. The helicopter (curse L and his secluded cabin) took us all to the nearest and finest hospital and we sat in the waiting room for hours, passing in and out of consciousness. We tried to stay awake but none of us had been given the opportunity for proper sleep. Well, maybe we had been given an opportunity before the whole shooting, but we didn't take it. So, that left us exhausted, pacing in stuffy waiting room. It seemed like a century before the doctor finally walked in. I nudged Mello awake who had fallen asleep in his chair about an hour ago.
"It looks as though he's going to be just fine," the doctor said happily. Light rejoiced at the news, hugging the doctor tightly. The medic laughed awkwardly at the hug and glanced at me. "Actually it's this young man you should be hugging. He saved your friend's life. After L got here, it was all too easy to take from where this young man left off."
"Thank you," I mumbled politely. Mello joyously punched me in the arm and Light flung himself onto me.
"Thank you so much, Matt. You have no idea what he means to me…" Light admitted. I laughed quietly at the statement as I looked at Mello.
"Actually, I think I do." I took Mello's hand into mine and kissed the back of it. Mello smiled in response but said nothing. I knew how extremely uncomfortable hospitals made him. Light peeled himself away from me and sat in the chair opposite us.
"So do you mind telling us why we had to save your asses tonight?" Mello finally brought up. It took him awhile. I think maybe he was waiting for the news about L.
"Yeah," Light said. "They were after Matt."
I looked at him in shock. But the gunman had pointed the tranquilizer at Mello…
"I don't think so," I interjected. "Mello had the gun pointed at him, not me."
"Yes, but we received a call minutes earlier telling us that we were to give up the 'Jeevas kid' and no one gets hurt and that if we struggled, 'the blonde one dies'."
"What?!" Mello yelled in an outrage. Oh, please not here, Mello. Not in the middle of a fucking hospital, I thought to myself. "Did they say what they wanted with him? Or who it was?"
"Yeah, no kidding!" I said as I threw my arm up in frustration even thought I had a pretty good idea that it was still the same gang that had me sniped in front of my own apartment. I was starting to think that the assassin missing wasn't an "accident" at all. I think they wanted me get wounded and not killed, that way they could keep me pinned to the map as I stayed at the hospital.
"Light!" Mello said, starting a scene. I put my hand on his arm, begging him with my eyes to calm down before we got thrown out. "Answer us," he said in a quieter tone.
"Look," Light said tiredly, matching Mello's quiet tone. "All I know is that L's known about this for a while now. He didn't tell me until tonight that he knew, but he didn't tell me anything more than what I needed to know to make plans to leave the cabin. But from what it sounded like, they will stop at nothing to have you on their side, or Mello dies."
Fan-fucking-tastic.
A/N: So what did you all think? I'm kinda stuck from here. I'd like to hear from more of my viewers, though I'd like to give a shout out to CatatonicVanity for keeping me going! It's always nice to hear that someone likes what I write. :) Please review!
~MattXMello