Sorry guys, this is a fluff chapter, kinda sad, but very ADOWABLEEEEE! If you get the refference... Good job :D
I walked behind Mello, and the white haired boy in silence. They were creepy. They walked in sync, each footstep matched up with the others, their arms swung the exact same, it was like a mirror image! When we reached our room, they both stopped, exact same time, in front of it. I heard the white haired boy giggle ever so quietly, "Hope you did good, Mello."
This comment made Mello's face tense in rage. He turned to the poor boy, through his gritted teeth he said, "I will bash your FUCKING face in until it is nothing more then a fucking pulp!"
The boy was quiet, but only for a second. "Than, you said until it is nothing more then a fucking pulp, the correct English is nothing more than a fucking pulp." He smiled coyly at the flabbergasted blonde, and then, quick as lightning, disappeared into his room.
Mello stared at the plain white door for a few seconds. "I'M GOING TO BEAT YOUR FUCKING FACE UNTIL YOUR DEAD! I WILL THROW YOUR TWITCHING BODY INTO A RAT INFESTED HELL HOLE WHERE THEY'LL EAT YOUR EYES, AND FACE! THEN YOU'LL BE DEAD, AND I'LL BE HAPPY!" Mello was swinging wildly at the door, trying to break it down.
"Mello." I said quietly, I wanted to stop him before he got in trouble.
"STAY THE FUCK YOU OF THIS!" He pointed at me wildly.
"Mello, I just don't want you to get in trouble. Come on." I held out my hand, to try to get him to grab it, and cool down.
"Fuck off Princess." He sneered at me harshly.
I winced. I don't like fighting, I hate it. It scares me, fighting is my biggest fear. I couldn't control it anymore. I dropped to my knees, and covered my eyes as the tears trickled down my cheeks. I began sobbing, trying to hold back my embarrassing noises. Mello, evidently, noticed me after a few seconds. "Matt. What's wrong." He stopped everything and looked at me, he seemed genuinely concerned.
I didn't answer, I couldn't. All I could do was cry. "Matt, I'm sorry. I-I'll stop." Mello walked towards me, and got on his knees right in front of me. "Matt?" He touched my hand, gently, and lovingly. When he tried to pull it away I held it against my face, I wasn't going to let him look at my crying face. "Here, come with me." He grabbed my arm, and dragged me into our room. "Look we're in here now, I'm sorry you were crying. What did I do to make you cry?"
"I-I'm sorry. It- It's just-t… T-The yelling, a-and the punching. That s-stuff really… Gets to me." I didn't want to look at him, I waited for him to laugh hysterically at me.
"I'm sorry." WAIT WHAT!
"Huh…" I looked at him still teary eyed, I was completely lost.
"Bad past? Trust me, I get that. I'd probably understand better then anyone else at this shitty academy. Most kids were born here, but me, I came here when I was 8. So I have been through some pretty rough stuff, I'll assume you have too. I'm sorry." Mello wrapped his warm arms around my quivering body, and pulled me close. He patted my hair ever so softly, and then I felt the tears begin to come again. Why is he treating me so nicely? I thought Mello was the bad ass who cared about no one but himself. Maybe this sociopath does have a heart. "It's okay." He soothed. I clung to him, twisting my arms around his slender body, and grabbing onto his back. A few minutes later we were still hugging, and a few minutes after that we ended up lying down on the bed in each other's arms. Moments later we were fast asleep.
D: POOR MATTY! :3 But a pretty smexi ending I think aha :P
