Alright! The sixth chapter for Matt's Beginning! I had so many issues with this chapter to be honest. I'm not a cruel person so I had no idea how to make Mello irritating enough to make Matt snap. Matt was supposed to be this quiet kid who never lets anything bother him, so it had to be something big to make him snap.

I hope I did it well. :) Read and Enjoy!

MATT'S BEGINNING

Matt vs. Mello Part 1

Sitting is his room, being bored out of his mind, alone was torture. Sitting in his room, being bored out of his mind, with him was worse than torture. Matt was in agony. He was ready to actually venture outside at this rate just to get away from the perpetually fuming blond.

He just sat there, his arms folded up and his face set in a frown with his eyebrows turned down in anger. For 2 hours! How can he handle sitting like that for so long? Even Matt's face could feel the strain from holding that glare for so long. It was driving him insane.

Matt and the new boy, Mello, (it still sounded like a stupid name to him) were given the day off from classes to 'get to know each other'. So far, that included the blond statue doing as he had been since he arrived, and Matt dragging out his gaming system and attempting to lose himself in the pixilated world of Mario.

It was far harder than it should have been.

But Matt wasn't about to break the silence. He was never one for talking anyway. So he kept silent.

Mello barely moved the entire day. The only exceptions was when he would inevitably have to get up to use the restroom. When lunch finally came around, Matt stood and checked his handheld that resided in his pocket before walking away.

Matt reached the door before realizing that he wasn't sure as to whether or not Mello knew it was time to eat. He wasn't moving at all. Maybe he wasn't hungry? Matt glared at the door for a moment in contemplation before looking over his shoulder at the still, frowning boy. He sighed and adjusted his goggles as he reluctantly spoke.

"Lunch. Come on." It was a dull monotone that Matt used when speaking. He hadn't realized how different it was than the tone he had used against the blond earlier when yelling.

Mello actually turned to the voice with a strange look on his face. The weird redhead didn't sound like he had before. Before, he sounded so full of himself and it had annoyed Mello to no end. Now…

Now he just sounded so deadened.

It irritated Mello far more than the condescending tone from before.

Mello's glare hardened further than Matt was aware it could as he stood from his seat on the bed and nodded at his new redheaded roommate.

Matt reluctantly nodded back and headed out the door with the blond in tow.

…...

Lunch was still one of Matt's favorite times of the day. The food here was just amazing. He felt in a 'chicken' mood today. Maybe a nice chicken sandwich or some tasty fried chicken legs. Whatever it was, it would just have to have chicken in it today.

When they arrived, Matt headed straight for the buffet. He never wasted any time in grabbing his food, he had no reason to. He grabbed the various food that appealed to him, one being a particularly juicy looking chunk of sweet and sour chicken, and then headed over to his usual empty table. No one ever sat with him.

He had almost forgotten about his angry blond shadow until he sat directly across from him.

Matt could actually hear parts of the cafeteria quieting down. No one sat by him. No one. People just never saw a point to it if he would never speak to them. He would bet anything that they were all waiting for some sign of vocal approach from the blond.

Mello noticed the sudden decrease of volume in the room with curiosity. What was with these people? Was it that unusual for someone to sit with the annoying redhead? He suddenly faced the boy in front of him and held back his shock easily.

The redhead looked nothing like he had before. All the furious emotions that had covered his face when they ran into each other were just… gone. Vanished. All that was left was a dull, emotionless, shell.

Mello hated it.

He glared at the boy again before speaking.

"What the hell is with these people? You'd think they'd never seen two guys eating lunch together." As he spoke, he glanced around the room, appearing to glare at various annoyances, all the while, truly watching the redhead's face to see if anything changed.

Matt could feel his face relax slightly. The passion in the blond's voice was still running at full steam. It was so different than anything he was used to. It was almost…nice. Almost pleasant when that annoyance wasn't directed at him. He looked at the blond for a moment before lifting the corner of mouth just a tiny bit. It only lasted a second, but he was sure the blond noticed it. Matt then turned back to his food, the traces of a smile already vanished from his face as he continued eating.

Mello felt his face light up in a grin. So, the redhead could smile. It was gone almost as quickly as it had appeared, but it had been there. It was so much better than the stoic look that he held.

Now, Mello just had to get him to speak again.

Before he could open his mouth to comment again, a rather large boy stepped up to the table. He looked to be only a few years older than Mello, but at least a foot taller and 50 pounds heavier.

"Hey Blondie, you're not going to get much conversation sitting here. Matt doesn't talk. You can come sit with us if you want." It was actually said in an almost…kind…tone. As if he was doing Mello a favor by inviting him to sit with them. And Matt one as well.

And he was. Matt liked being left alone and wasn't offended at all. It was true. He didn't speak. And Mello probably would enjoy himself more if he was to sit with them. He kept his face turned down to his food, continuing to eat.

Mello however, was filled with glee. This was perfect. Matt didn't speak, huh? Well he already spoke to me. A mischievous smirk graced his face before he spoke.

"He doesn't speak, huh? That's interesting. Because he's already spoken to me twice." Mello smirked at the older boy for a second before turning back to face Matt, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms relaxingly. The hairs on Matt's neck stood on end.

"Come on be a good little boy and speak. Do as I say and prove them wrong."

Matt felt his face heat up at the comment. Of all the…! Who did this guy think he was! Matt shot a glare up at the blond and stood, slamming his lunch tray on the table, silencing the entire cafeteria. Mello faltered a bit at the glare aimed at him, but quickly recovered. He shot an equal glare up at Matt.

Matt knew that Mello was just trying to coerce him into speaking, and Matt refused to give him the satisfaction. Matt simply picked up his tray and walked away from the glowering blond.

Mello glared at the spot where Matt had vacated. Suddenly a quiet chuckle began to spread throughout the entire room. Mello felt the bright red flush covering his whole face as the noise escalated. That damn bastard! Nobody just walks away from Miha-uh…Mello. Mello stood and ran after the redhead.

Matt was angry. No, he was more than angry. How dare that bratty, bitchy new kid say something so demeaning! No one had ever spoken to him like that! Matt stomped the entire way back to his room. Damnit…It's HIS room too now.

Matt opened the door and walked inside. He glared once at the bed on the other side of the room, Mello's bed, before reaching his hand back to slam the door when he nearly jumped out of his skin.

Mello had ran after the boy only moments after Matt had left, but Matt still had a fairly decent headstart. After running the entire way, Mello realized that Matt had been headed to their room. He turned into the open doorway just in time to see it almost slammed in his face.

With a glare, Mello began shouting at the quiet boy.

"What the hell was that back there! You made me look like an idiot!"

Matt's shock quickly faded at having been followed, something that had never once happened to him before. Then came the raw anger. Matt fixed an equal glare on his face before snapping back.

"Trust me! You don't need any help looking like an idiot!"

Mello jerked back as if electrocuted. Who did this guy think he was! He couldn't talk to him like that! Mello's glare hardened further and then he attacked, viciously.

Matt had been prepared for another verbal assault. What he hadn't been prepared for was a physical assault. Otherwise, he would have ducked. But, seeing how he wasn't, the fist that came flying at him struck him in the jaw. Hard.

And Matt went down.

…...

Ow. That had to hurt. But on the bright side, Matt spoke again! That's the third time! And all to Mello! I bet Mello feels all kinds of special now.

And for the record…I always figured that Mello would have one hell of a right hook…even as a kid.

Probably one hell of a left hook too now that I think about it.

I'm glad that I never met any Mellos in school.

~Nakia