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A week later, Mello walked through the door of the apartment. The three had been contemplating jobs, and holy shit, he didn't know whether to consider this a job or not. He had already told Matt about the mafia, and like he said before, he was with him. But how would Site react? He and Matt had entered the world of organized crime, not to mention they would have to move- to California. Would she join them? Would she move with them? She had to…she couldn't stay here, living her own life, making new friends, forgetting about them… forget about him, meet another guy, get married, have kids…No! But what if she did? She couldn't do that, she wouldn't do that… Matt was with him, after all, maybe Site would be too…
Mello threw his coat aside, onto the floor, not bothering to hang it up. "Hey," he said as he walked past the living section of that apartment. Matt was trying to hook up a game. "Hey" Matt replied. "Good luck with her." Mello was going to respond, but he had far too much going through his mind.
He found her in the green room. She was standing in the middle of the floor, looking at the walls. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked. "Thinking about what colour to paint the walls." She answered. "Miss… what'sherface will let me if I bribe her with money. She seems to like that." 'Oh crap…' Mello thought. "…You might not wanna do that…" he said cautiously. Site turned around and looked at him. "…Why?" she asked with a clear question on her face. Mello took a breath. "Because I…me and Matt…we're, kinda…" "Ok, seriously stop stalling, it can't be that bad." She said, unsure of whether to show a sense of urgency or sympathy or curiosity. "…We…" why was he stuttering? He could make his own damn decisions. "We're joining the mafia." He finally said, and the look on Site's face told him that this was a bad thing. "What the fuck do you mean you're joining the mafia?!?" she nearly yelled. "I mean we're joining the mob, we'll catch Kira. We'll make money, we'll have to live in California, but-" "California?!?" Site was too shocked to be quiet. "What the fuck do you mean California? Are you presuming that you're just going to drag me along like some luggage and have me watch you two become criminals?!?" she yelled. Matt, who was still in the living room, was going to jump into the fray, but quickly saw that this was going to get ugly. He sat back down, keeping away from this for now. "No, I'm asking you to come with us!" Mello responded. "I'm not joining the mafia! It's crime either way and I'm not standing by!" "I never fucking said you had to join the goddamn mafia, I'm asking you to come to California! Joining the mafia is up to you!" Mello shouted back. "You won't catch Kira in the mafia, you'll just get into shit!" Site argued. She wasn't backing down. "No I won't! I can make my own decisions, and if I couldn't catch Kira, then why would I be joining the mafia?!?" "I don't know, why the hell are you joining the fucking mob?!?" site was now yelling so loud, Matt was afraid to make any noise. Mello was quickly equaling her volume. With him yelling as well, he was afraid to move. "Shut up!" Mello yelled, clutching his head. "I can do what I want, and Matt's sticking with me!" "You think I don't care about Matt joining?" "Well you seem to only be lecturing me! And since we're going into the damn mob, why don't you?!?" "I'm not a criminal! And just because my friends make stupid choices doesn't mean I will too!" "So it's a stupid choice now!" "Yes! What the hell did I just say? And why can't you just work with Near?!?" "You don't understand, he's my fucking rival, I can't-" "That's childish, just because you two hate eachother doesn't mean you can't both catch Kira!" Matt was becoming afraid to think. "You don't fucking understand, it's not just him! L has one successor, not two gifted people working together!" "No! that's not what I meant, you don't fucking get it-" "I don't? then why don't you explain?!?" "I would if you weren't being such an arrogant asshole!" …she called him an asshole. An arrogant asshole. "I can make my own decisions, it's my life and you can't tell me what to do, Mom-" "don't fucking try that with me!" Matt heard a knock at the door. He didn't answer it, but he admired the bravery of the knocker. "Why do you care?!?" Mello shouted. "Why do I care? How the fuck do you not expect me to care?!? You and Matt are my best friends, you can't risk your lives in the mob! You have no fucking idea how much I care about you!" About you? "You and Matt are my best and only friends, how can you think I have no idea?!?" he yelled as he turned his back to her, holding his temples. By the end of this, he was going to have a huge headache and no voice. "You appear not to know-" "You think I don't know, I care about you two more than anything, Matt's been my best friend since I was little, you have no idea how much I care about you! Or am I being a fucking sexist because you're a girl?!?"
Mello was angry enough to kill someone. How could she not understand any of this? She didn't know. She had no idea how much he cared about her. He could punch a few holes in the walls. Hell, he could tear down the walls. He could explode, especially if he didn't let his anger out. He was so fucking angry he could just…kiss her.
"If you care about me and him so much, why the hell are you doing this to us?!?"
…he turned around, grabbed her shoulders, and crashed his lips onto hers.
Site was caught in shock, hardly able to think. Mello himself was in a similar state… too paralyzed to move, too shocked to do anything.
After a few seconds, he fell back. But Site leaned forward a couple inches and kissed him again. She couldn't let go now. He had cared about her this much. And for Mello, he was wrong…she did understand how much he cared about her.
Mello somehow came to stand straight. His hands slipped onto her waist and her back. Even through denial and trying to push it to the back of his mind, this is what he had wanted for a long time. Site moved her hands onto his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling closer.
Meanwhile, Matt had found the courage to get up and quietly walk over to the room. Why was it quiet all of a sudden? Did one finally kill the other? He peeked into the room.
Oooooohhh…
A part of him wanted to tell them to stop their tongue-wrestling, but he kept quiet. He let them have their moment.
…And now everything would change.
