December the Sixth:
Truth and Lies
Mello had never wanted to be paranoid; But it really seemed suspicious this time. It didn't matter how much he tried to wrap his head around it he never succeeded. He simply couldn't understand what Matt and Near could had talked about. Every time he tried to come up with something, he only came returned to a bad scenario. Something along the lines of Matt pretending to be his friend for whatever reason.
He had gone over the possibility that Near might had said something to Matt, bullied him as he sometimes did to some of the other kids. But, why hadn't Matt told him about if that was the case? However Mello hadn't asked Matt anything yet though, fearing that he might be acting paranoid again. He had in the past made a fool of himself, even though he tried desperately to suppress those memories. Like the time he had thrown off a small tantrum because Matt hadn't shown up until lunch, and in the meantime Mello had figured Matt never wanted to talk to him again. Which obviously hadn't been the case, because Matt had only overslept, Mello hadn't realized even though they shared room. He could be a bit thick sometimes.
Nervously he sighed and turned again, continued his pacing up and down the small corridor. He bit the nail of his thumb and turned around with a sigh, a boy stood in the doorway. He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Hey Matt" He tried to manage to get out in a reasonable enthusiastic tone. Matt smiled back, equally formally. "Hi" He greeted and had his hands in his pockets.
"What's the problem?" He questioned and nodded towards Mello's nail, which had a rough end where Mello had chewed on it.
"Nothing" Mello lied and angled his gaze away from Matt's eyes. Despite this he sensed Matt's questioning look, and shrugged his shoulders as an answer. "I .. Just abstinence. Chocolate" He spluttered out, rolled his eyes and sighed.
Matt furrowed his eyebrows under his bangs slightly, his teeth nibbling at his dry lip. He could see that Mello had a chocolate bar in his pocket, it was obvious through the black garment of the trousers. He didn't questioned it, his experience told him that Mello wouldn't be happy if he did. Mello inhaled sharply again, looked up at Matt and then hastily angled his eyes elsewhere.
"What did you do yesterday while I was out?" He asked, inconspicuously. The redhead looked at Mello, and shrugged his shoulder, but a small knot of worry started to grow inside his stomach. He didn't want to think about yesterday. "Nothing really" He said, leaning against the wall next to him. "You know. Played my games and stuff" He looked away from Mello, who walked closer to him to join him leaning against the wall.
"You did?" Mello asked in an interesting tone, something that made Matt raise his eyebrows under the thick layer of hair covering his forehead. "Yeah." He answered and looked away, had a feeling that Mello knew. However, how much the other knew he was oblivious to. Had Near told Mello? That seemed unlikely, Mello wouldn't let Near go unharmed long enough for him to get the whole story out. That left Matt with the conclusion that Mello had seen them.
"Where… did you play tho-" Mello began his new question, but before Mello had the time to finish it Matt interrupted him.
"Okay! I ran into Near." He shoved his hands deep down into his pockets and pouted. "And he was a –" It was hard coming up with an appropriate nick-name. "Stupid know-it-all albino as usual" He gave Mello a glance, and Mello tried not to smile. He didn't manage, and felt his lips crack into a light grin. "Yeah" He agreed and nodded. "He really is a stupid know-it-all, shaped as an albino in pajamas"
Matt couldn't help but to smile as well, the corners of his mouth turning upwards spreading his mouth wider. Mello turned to him and hit him affectionately over the arm with his fist. "You can't let him mess with you!" He whined, a wave of thankfulness rushed over him. It hadn't been anything. He had just been paranoid. Matt rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"So what am I supposed to do? Hit him in the face as you do, and earn detention?" Matt suggested, a frown adorned on his features. Mello let out a small laugh, hit him a bit harder this time. However, he didn't seem to have a suggestion for a solution.
"Anyhow you should have told me!" Mello put an friendly arm around Matt's slightly broader shoulders. "Friends are supposed to tell each other stuff" He said simply, his gaze now resting unashamed on Matt's face.
One could still see the childish features in his face; His cheeks a bit round, and his lips fuller than on a teenager. However, he looked more like a teenager than a child. His limbs long and scrawny, thinner than Mello's, and his face didn't have a round shape rather a oval kind of shape. His nose a bit sharp, with just the tiniest bit of upward turn at the end, and his eyes stunningly green under the mess of red hair which was supposed to be a haircut. Mello thought it more looked like a mop than anything else. Mello could also make out the sharp turn of Matt's cheekbones, and knew that that attribute would only strengthen over time.
As Mello observed him, Matt paid back in the same manner. His eyes slowly, almost carefully, sliding over Mello's body. He had never had the same bony structure that Matt had, his limbs always healthily shaped. Not necessarily chubby, no rather muscular. Not big bulgy muscles however, but toned ones following the shape of his arms perfectly. He had a rounder face than Matt, framed by the blond trimmed hair. His bangs were not too long, neither too short. They exposed the tiniest bit of Mello's thin light eyebrows. His lips were curled in a quite feminine way, the bottom lip plumper that the upper.
"You're staring again" Mello commentated with a laugh, and let his palm connect onto Matt's head. "You haven't fallen for me have you?" He teased jokingly, poking Matt in the side with his elbow.
"No" Matt lied and smiled reassuringly.
"And next time; Tell me when stuff happens. Friends don't lie to each other, okay?" Mello scolded him slightly.
"No, they don't" He lied and adverted his gaze.