Hey guys. It's been a while again, I'm sorry. But here's more fluff and lemons (Just a bit) and some Neary in there too! Have fun!


I was never one for bright lights. Sometimes, the sun gets on my nerves. I opened my eyes and looked up.

Sun, I love you.

Mello was still asleep, his arms loose around my shoulders, one hand still in my hair. His chest rose and fell softly with each calm breath he took, his breathing moving strands of my hair a bit, tickling me. The morning sun shining on him made his hair look like it was made of gold; his skin looked so enticingly soft that I had to run my lips across his collarbone. I just had to. It was a physical need. Our blankets had fallen down, only covering from our hips down. I could see every line of his gorgeous torso, so long nd lean and strong that I cuddled closer just because I could.

He looked so relaxed and peaceful and terrifyingly young that I could picture him as he was when he was ten, tucking a stray piece of hair behind his ear, turning the page of his book, lying on his stomach with his ankles crossed in the air. I could see him looking up at me, smiling brightly, his blue eyes just barely showing sadness, asking me...

"Hey Matt, wanna hear a story?" I nodded shyly, and Mello sat up, patting the bed beside him. I crawled beside him and crossed my legs, hiding in my hair. "Once upon a time," he started,

"There was a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. He lived with his mama and his daddy and his three older brothers in a big beautiful house just off the country. Close your eyes and imagine it. Can you see it?" I did as he told me, and yes, I could see it. I nodded. "Good. Now, The Boy's mama loved all of her boys, but she loved her youngest the most. He was so pretty to her, so young and full of life.

"The Boy's mama was dying. Not in the way yours was, Matt, but in a different way. The Boy's daddy loved another woman, and The Boy's mama was dying inside, in her heart. She didn't smile anymore, not even at her pretty little boy. One day, she made a plan. A way to make all of her sons and her husband hers.

"Before she continued with her plan, she told The Boy to leave, go out and buy some sweets at a candy shop in town. She didn't want her beautiful boy to be ruined. In her sick and withering state, she locked all the doors and windows, and she burned her family alive. All except that pretty boy and his bag of sweets." When Mello finished talking, he smiled at me again and touched my head. "Don't look so sad; the story's not done yet."

"The Boy blamed himself for his mama's death. He thought that if he wasn't born, he wouldn't have dragged his family into their death. But The Boy was smart, and they didn't send him to an ordinary place for orphan children. He came to Wammy's.

"Soon, The Boy met another boy with red hair and green eyes named Matt. Matt made The Boy happy. Now, The Boy can't remember being sad at all." He grinned happily and ruffled my hair. "The boy is me, Matt. You make me happy."

I smiled and stroked a hand down Mello's stomach, making him shiver. I moved up and kissed right in front of his ear, whispering,

"Wake up, beautiful." He moaned sleepily, sending delightful shivers down my spine. I kissed along his jawbone and softly licked across his lips. "Come on, Mels. It's late." That was true. It was almost noon.

"Don't- Mmfh- Wanna." He mumbled cutely, half-opening his eyes and pouting sexily at me. I kissed his pouty lips and untangled myself from him, getting out of bed. "Nooo!" he protested softly. I stood with my hands on my hips, raising my eyebrows at him. "Mm actually, just stay like that and life is good." I rolled my eyes and went to find clothing. "Nice ass!" Mello called in his sexy morning voice.

"Thanks babe!" I jokingly smacked my ass and Mello laughed so hard he fell out of bed. He came across the room just as I put on my boxers, wrapping his arms and our blanket around us.

"Please come back to bed, Matty." He kissed my shoulder and nipped me lightly, making that familiar heat start low in my stomach.

"Don't turn me on, I need to study today." I insisted half-heartedly. He grumbled quietly.

"Fine, be a good student." He grabbed my ass, making me jump and yelp. He laughed like a child. "Tonight your ass is mine." He whispered in a low, possessive voice. It made me shiver. Then, he left me alone to get dressed.

It was a Friday, but it was a study day, so I got out some books and went over everything even though I already knew it by heart. I looked up a few times and found Mello staring at me. Finally, I threw a ball of paper at him and said,

"What? Don't make your sex-eyes at me!" he giggled and lobbed the paper back at me.

"I'm not making sex-eyes. I just-" he sighed and came over to me, pushing my books off my lap and pulling off my goggles. "I'm just so amazed. This is my life. And I get to be with you for the rest of it. I'm just so happy." He held my face as he spoke, smiling a soft, warm smile. It spread to my face, and soon we were just staring at each other, smiling like idiots, and not caring because we were so in love that it was acceptable.

Around dinnertime we were dying of starvation so we went to the Dining Hall for food. While I was stuffing my face and Mello was pretending not to (always so graceful, my love), Near came up to us and Mello immediately slouched in his seat, glaring fiercely at Near. I stopped eating like a dog and picked at my food, looking at Near through my hair. For some reason, Near always made me nervous. He was always so emotionless, never getting angry or sad or happy. It scared me.

"I would like to request that Mello and Matt engage in sexual activities quietly in the future." He said in his monotone voice. I felt my face heat up like a cheap light bulb and I hid in my hair, looking at the ground. Mello burst out laughing, then stopped abruptly.

"Actually, Near, we were being quiet. I intend on making Matt scream every single night we're here." He said this very seriously, in his no-negotiations voice. I held my head in my hands. I'm going to die. I'm seriously going to die right now.

"I cannot sleep when you two are being so loud."

"Why? Does it turn you on too much? Make you want to join us, little sheep? Sorry sweetheart, but you're not allowed. You can't have any of this." I felt Mello shifting in his seat. "And Matt's all mine, bitch. Now get lost and leave our sex life alone." Near shuffled off and I stabbed my fork through the last piece of broccoli on my plate.

"That's okay, I was done eating." I said quietly.

"I've lost my appetite too." Grumbled Mello. I touched his knee under the table and leaned forward, whispering,

"But I would enjoy having something else in my mouth." I slid my hand up his thigh and then took it away. He looked at me and grinned.

"Fucking tease. You naughty boy, Matty. Talking dirty at the table. How could you?" I smiled and said,

"Who said I was talking dirty? I could mean anything with that sentence."

"Yeah, but I mean that you're going to suck me when we get to our room and then I'm going to keep my promise to Near and make you scream. Now let's go." He stood up and left what was on his plate on the table with my leftovers. He took my hand as we walked to our room, lacing his fingers through mine. I felt a jolt go through me at his touch. He looked back at me and smiled. God, he was beautiful.

That night, as we made love for the second time, he held me close to him and kept his head against my neck, thrusting as though we were in slow motion. I made sure we kept our promise. The louder I got, the harder he got. He looked into my eyes and whispered my name as we came. Then we lay beside each other, tangled, our pants filling the air while Mello took me into his arms. He ran his hands through my hair and whispered,

"I. Love. You. So. Much." He paused between each word to kiss a different part of my face, my forehead, eyes, nose and lips. I giggled softly, then blushed cause I sounded like a girl. "And that was adorable." I scrunched my nose, making him smile.

"Sorry." I kissed him before he could comment and murmured, "I love you too. You're everything to me, you know that?" he smiled.

"I'll never leave you, Mail. I'll always be here for you."


Yeah sorry that's it. If you don't want a sad chapter, skip the next two. Sorry my writing is so depressing lol XD

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