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AN: I don't like this chapter. At all. Ugh, but you all get early update, yay! All thanks to my wonderful Beta, Cassie!
He wanted Matt.
He wanted the redhead writhing underneath him and screaming in pleasure. He wanted to see those unshielded eyes clouded in ecstasy while Matt begged for more. The thought alone got Mello hard, and the soft moans coming from the back of Matt's throat weren't helping.
Mello's tongue dove into Matt's mouth and slid against Matt's own tongue, bringing the gamer to play. Matt's arms wound around Mello's shoulders and brought him closer, deepening the kiss. Mello ground his hips against Matt's, savoring the feeling of Matt's erection. Matt gasped and thrust his hips up against Mello, anything to feel that friction again.
Mello gasped at Matt's sudden boldness and ground their hips together, reaching down between them and palming Matt's clothed erection. Matt's head fell back and he moaned breathily. His eyes were half lidded and his lips were parted slightly.
Mello swore he could come then and there.
Matt bucked his hips up against Mello's hand and moaned again. The friction felt so good, and that was through his pants. Mello's hands worked quickly at Matt's pants, snaking underneath the denim and gripping Matt through his boxers. Matt arched off the bed and thrust into Mello's hand, panting hard.
Matt's hands snaked under Mello's shirt and scratched at the skin there, no doubt leaving trails of red. His breath was ragged and his body was quivering. Mello's arm slithered around Matt's waist, lifting him and pulling him completely onto the bed. As he was struggling to pull Matt's pants off, his cell phone started ringing.
Mello snarled. He climbed off of Matt and grabbed his phone, flipping it open without checking the caller ID.
"What?" he growled into the phone.
"Oh my God, Mello! So Light got me a bracelet and it's silver and pretty and it's a best friends forever bracelet and I love it and Light sssoooo much, but why did he get me a BFF's bracelet instead of a girlfriend bracelet because I'm his girlfriend-" Mello snapped the phone shut.
"Damn it," he snarled. Why couldn't he ever just have his way with Matt? Looking over, he found Matt passed out; light snored punctuating the otherwise silent room.
Mello blinked. "Damn it," he cursed, falling onto the bed and closing his eyes.
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When Mello woke up, Matt was sleeping beside him. It was just past nine in the morning. Mello's stomach growled and he groaned. He was now thankful that he hadn't had much to drink the night before; he didn't have a hangover.
That being said, he still remembered his interactions with Matt the night before. He growled low in his chest at the thought. He would kill Misa, he swore it.
Matt stirred beside him and sat up slowly, sighing and yawning. Memories from the night before came rushing back and he flushed crimson. Stealing a glance over at Mello he jumped to see the blonde sitting up and watching him.
"Mello look…" he murmured. Why did he feel so attached to Mello? This wasn't supposed to be happening! "I really do like you. I think you're cool and all, but…"
"But…" Mello encouraged.
"We can't do this. Not with the life I live. I can't get close to anyone."
"You know I won't hurt you!" Mello cried.
"But how do you know I won't?" Mello tilted his head to the side. "I don't know how long I'm going to be here or when I'm moving. I don't even know if I'll be here for the rest of the school year. But I know that one night my father is going to wake me up and I'll have to pack my shit and leave without a word to anyone. Neither of us could take that and you know it!" Matt was shouting by the end and breathing hard. Tears were prickling in the corners of his eyes. He looked down and hastily brought the back of his wrist up to his eyes and took several deep breaths.
Mello was frozen. Matt was right, there was the chance that he would have to leave suddenly, and Mello didn't know if he could handle that. Matt didn't get close to anyone without getting hurt, so Mello's friendship might mean more to him than Mello knew.
"You're right." Matt's head whipped around and he gazed at Mello with confusion. "You're right. I don't want to ruin being friends with you and considering that you could be gone at any time… I'll back off. I'm sorry."
Matt blinked in awe. Mello liked him enough to push aside desire and be friends… that was incredible.
A black haired man stumbled into the room. Hazy red eyes looked up with an attempt at malice in their gleam. "Okay," B started. "I am hung over as fuck and I don't want to hear anymore shouting or I will put something in your food!" B turned and stumbled back out of the room, running into the threshold as he went.
Matt and Mello looked at each other and burst into laughter, pressing pillows against their faces to stifle the sounds. Just because they were laughing at B didn't mean his threat wasn't serious.
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Mello and Matt were lying on their stomachs, legs up in the air. Mello had been invited to a party but decided against it; he was having fun playing Mario Kart with Matt. He was shocked, but Matt was making him laugh and smile.
"Shit!" Mello swore as Matt beat him once again. Matt gave a victory shout and laughed at Mello.
Mello stood and stomped into the kitchen, taking care to step on the small of Matt's back. Matt groaned under Mello's weight. Mello scoffed and resumed his trek to the kitchen, grabbing a chocolate bar. Matt made it sound like Mello was fat.
Holy shit, that hurt. Most of Matt's wounds were scabbed over and healing, but damn Mello's foot against them hurt. Mello wasn't very heavy, he was light actually. Matt went limp against the floor and laid his forehead against the carpet. He wished vaguely that someone would pop his back. As Mello came back into the room he heaved a great sigh, trying to force himself to relax.
"What's the matter with you?" Mello asked rhetorically.
"I need to pop my back," replied Matt.
Without warning Mello's feet were on either side of Matt's hips and Mello was down on his knees, straddling Matt's thighs.
"What the hell are you doing?" Matt exclaimed, suddenly looking up and trying to get up.
"Hold still," Mello said gruffly while placing his hands on Matt's shoulders. "You said you wanted your back popped. I'm popping your back." Mello placed his hands on Matt's spine and rubbed gently, relaxing the muscles there. Matt laid his head on the floor, sighing under Mello's touch. Mello's hands dipped lower on Matt's back, and Matt was internally panicking. Mello couldn't lift his shirt; he couldn't see the marks there.
Mello's hands moved back up to Matt's neck. Mello placed one hand on top of the other where Matt's back and neck connected. Then without warning, he pressed down hard, almost as if he were performing CPR. Matt's back and neck popped and he gasped. Mello's hands moved further down and he did the same all the way down to Matt's tailbone, where they lingered.
Mello's weight disappeared but Matt stayed flat on his stomach, breathing heavily and relishing the sensation.
When Matt sat up he saw Mello sitting cross-legged, his chocolate bar clutched loosely in his hand and his tongue protruding slightly from his lips. Matt stared for a few seconds before leaning forward.
"Dude?" he asked, startled when Mello jumped and looked up at him with wide blue eyes.
"Yeah…I'll be right back!" Mello called as he sprinted from the room. Matt watched him go in confusion before shrugging and turning the game back on, snickering every time he beat Mello's still character.
Mello suddenly shot back into the room, tripping over Matt's legs and sprawling through the air and falling face first on the floor. Matt yelped as Mello's feet connected with his legs, and then laughed when he saw the groaning figure.
Mello sat up and growled at Matt. "What are you laughing at?" he cried, throwing himself at Matt and pulling him to the ground. They lay there play wrestling one another until a bare foot stepped between them. Mello looked up at L.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your time together, but Matt, will you come with me?" the raven droned.
Matt looked at Mello, then at L. His eyes were wide behind the goggles as he stood and slowly followed L from the den.
L led Matt down a majestic hallway full of artwork and tapestries. Matt was half way fascinated by the décor, but at the same time, he was worried. Why had L asked to talk to him alone?
"I understand your concern Matt, but don't worry; you aren't in trouble," L said suddenly, making Matt start. "Mello simply told me something interesting and I would like to further explore it."
Matt's eyes widened, though L wouldn't know for the goggles. What the hell was going on? Mello had promised that he wouldn't tell anyone! The redhead's hands started shaking but his face remained blank as he followed L.
When they reached the end of the corridor, L opened the door on the right. Watari was standing behind the door and smiled kindly at both of them. Matt stepped past the threshold and prepared himself for a bombardment of questions and accusations about his father.
His jaw dropped and he swore he would start drooling.
The room was set up wall to wall with computers. Screens lined the walls and the back wall was made up of a five by five grid of screens, all connected to one computer. The closer Matt examined it though, the more impressed he got. There were twenty five screens all connected to one system, but that system could access twenty five servers and networks simultaneously.
Matt turned back to L with wide eyes. "This is… amazing!" Matt was stumbling over his words. He was in hacker heaven. "Why did you bring me here though?"
"Mello tells me that you have a certain love for technology. I was going to build you a computer similar to his, but from his accounts you are even better with computers than I." Matt gaped. L led the boy to a table that was loaded with everything needed to hand build a computer. "You have everything you need to build a computer to your liking, yes? And I believe when you are finished I would like you to attempt breaking into my system."
"You…would let me… build my own computer? To keep?" Matt was flabbergasted. "And then, you want me to break into your system?" L nodded, and that was all the permission he needed. He jumped at the table and started gathering what he needed. This was too fun.
"Oh, and Matt? You have twelve hours."
Matt cracked a grin and licked his lips. He was being presented with a challenge. When the door behind him clicked shut softly, he was already building.
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"L?" Mello inquired. The insomnia looked up from his strawberry cake. "What does everyone think is going on with me and Matt?"
"Matt and I," L corrected.
"Matt and I, then. What does everyone think is going on?"
L seemed to think for a moment. He looked down and stared blankly at his cake, and while most would believe him to have lost interest, Mello knew he was thinking of how to phrase whatever he had to say. L tilted his head back and pressed his thumb to his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You and Matt are obviously sexually attracted to one another and there is an 83% chance that you two have developed feelings for one another. Matt has you wound up and wondering. He is a true candidate for you. He makes you think, wonder, want. You cannot help but wonder about him because he does not bear his emotions to you and the world.
"There is also a 98% chance that at some point in his life Matt has experienced some form of abuse and has since withdrawn himself from the world. Since meeting you, that seems to have changed. You and Matt seem to have connected on some level beyond that of any others."
Mello was silent for a few seconds. A horrible though popped into his head, but if anyone could answer it was L.
"What are the chances that Matt is still being abused?" Mello asked apprehensively.
L looked at him sharply. "Based on the question and his behavior from what I have seen… 65%."
Mello felt his heart clench. If the chances were greater than about 40% by L's statistics, then he was probably at least partially right.
"Unfortunately, unless there is evidence or Matt will willingly tell us, there is nothing that can be done."
Mello sighed and hung his head. He knew that was answer. He felt so lost and stupid.
"So, what does everyone think is going on?" he asked dully.
"You and Matt are developing feelings for one another."
"I can't though! You were right, he's been abused before and he's too nervous to have anything resembling a relationship right now! How do I make those feelings go away?" Mello's head was in his hands, and when he looked up at L, there was sadness in the black orbs.
"The only way to not feel for Matt is to push him away completely and forget him."
