Hello all. What time is it? (if you say adventure time I'll kill you...)

RIGHT! Time for a new chapter!

I recently searched the name of this fic on the site and was greatly displeased at the amount of stories that share that name. I am considering renaming it, but a suitable title is not something I can come up with. So when you lovely people review, if you wouldn't mind slipping in a suggestion for the new name of this story, I would be very grateful.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter. I felt kinda bad about ending it the way I did, but I couldn't help myself. In this chapter we have some Mello business, and Matt and Alice talk about baby names. For a little bit.

And now, Chapter 14.

"What do you think about Liam?" Alice asked over a bowl of sugared oatmeal. Matt paused the game on the television and turned to look at her, a pop-tart hanging precariously from his mouth. He had been eating it without using his hands, as they were busy doing more important things in Stillwater.

"Neeson?" he asked. "The guy's a fucking boss. I'd love to meet him."

"I meant for your baby."

"Mello and I drove by his house once on our way to a meeting. He wasn't home, but still."

"I meant for your baby, Matt."

"...oh. Hmm...assuming we have a boy, that would be a good name."

"Or maybe Anthony." Alice offered, chewing more oatmeal. "Or Jeremy..or Alexander..."

"There are too many good names to choose just yet." Matt said, returning to his game. "And Mello might want to have some input too..."

Alice chuckled. "Of course. Which last name is he going to take?"

"Mine, of course. I will be the legal father on the health records."

"So it needs to sound good with Jeamus."

"Jeevas..." Matt corrected.

"Sorry. Hmm...Jeevas..." Alice stood up and put her bowl in the sink. "What's Mello's last name?"

Matt's eyes narrowed. "No."

"What?"

Matt turned to face her again. "Mello's identity is his own business. Should he choose to tell you his real name, then you'll know."

"Because of the mafia stuff?" Alice asked. It was suddenly very tense and awkward.

"Yes, but not only because of that. We were raised to keep our identities secret. Our entire lives were in the shadows, for our protection. Now is no different. If anyone finds out our names, they'll be able to find us; things won't go well if someone that's looking that hard finds us."

"Do you know his real name?"

Matt nodded. "He knows mine too."

Alice looked at the ground. "Have you always known?"

"No. It took a while for me to trust him enough to tell him."

Alice sat down on the couch beside Matt. "When was this?"

"Back in school. We'd been together for about a year, things were getting real. Mello kissed me first, that's what started our relationship. But he'd always been a little less comfortable with it, especially being public. It was the Wammy's New Year celebration..."

(flashback)

"C'mon Mells, let me in." Matt said to the closed door. Mello grunted from behind it, locked in their room. "You know I didn't mean it like that."

"I know exactly what you meant. There's no reason you should have told anybody."

Matt sighed. Earlier, at the party, he'd made the mistake of telling a few other students that he and Mello had been attempting to have sex for the first time. He hadn't meant to upset Mello. The other kids were bragging about how they'd been experimenting themselves, Matt just felt the need to fit in and assert that, regardless of his sexuality, he was getting just as much action as they were.

"Will you just let me explain?" Matt asked, resting his forehead on the door. Two girls walked by, giggling at the sight of Matt having relationship troubles. The females here were fascinated by Mello and Matt, as if the novelty of their relationship was something to fawn over constantly.

"Okay. Fine. Explain, Matt." Mello said. His voice was muffled, but Matt could hear the anger behind the words.

"I...uhh..I just..." Matt stuttered. "Fuck Mells, I don't know what I was thinking. I care about you, okay? Isn't that all that matters?"

"No!" Mello yelled. "We fought Roger to stay roommates, we fought the board for our right to be together, we literally fought our classmates to be left alone about all of it, but none of that fucking matters because you're only with me to get off!"

"Where the hell did you get that idea?!" Matt objected.

"You said so!"

"When? I've never said that because it's not true!"

"You implied it. If you cared about me you wouldn't have been bragging to those morons about us fooling around. I'm nothing but a fucking toy to you."

"What the fuck are you talking about Mello? I just contributed to the conversation! Would you rather I not mention it at all? Like I was ashamed that we're trying to have sex? Would that make you happy? Or would you just freak out like this because you'd think that I wasn't attracted to you?"

"I am not freaking out!"

"You've locked me out of the fucking room."

"I don't even know what to say. You'll never understand why this is such a big deal. Just...go away."

"Where, exactly, the roof? I don't have anywhere to go. Let me in."

"I don't want to fucking see you."

"Too fucking bad, we share a room. Let me in."

"Go sleep with Near." Mello said. "Don't come back until you can prove to me I can trust you."

Matt clenched his fists and walked to the stairs, sitting at the foot in silence. Anyone that walked by him was met with a glare so intense they didn't stick around long enough to ask why he was so upset. Mello sat in their room, equally as angry. He wanted to break things, preferably something of Matt's. He put his face in his hands and sighed, wondering if he should just end everything with Matt and forget he ever happened. Roger would give him a new roommate in seconds; he'd never been comfortable with the two of them sharing. Matt couldn't possibly understand why Mello was angry, or he'd have apologized earlier.

All this work, all these feelings...and he couldn't trust him after all. Mello's stomach was knotted in anxiety and rage. He hated himself for letting someone get close enough to him to do this, close enough to distract him from his goals in life and school. He hated Matt for being so god damn perfect. Mello had always been selfish, but Matt made him want to care about someone else. To look out for someone else. Still, if Matt was only using him...

After some time, Matt stood up and straightened his clothes, charging up the stairs and down the hall to the door to their room. He started to knock, then stopped himself. Would this be enough?

He took a deep breath in and said "Mello..."

It was silent for a moment, then, "Yes?"

"Mail."

"Mail? What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"My name, Mells. It's Mail. Mail Jeevas."

Matt waited for a response. He heard nothing. They both stood there on opposite sides of the door, trying to comprehend the magnitude of what had just happened. Nobody ever told anyone their real names. Matt was risking his life. Mello had just been given a huge responsibility. Matt stood silently, waiting for Mello to say anything, to acknowledge that he understood what Matt had just given him. Moments later, the door cracked open and ice blue eyes met soft green ones.

(End Flashback)

"Wow."

"That's how it happened."

"Did you two have sex after that?"

Matt raised an eyebrow to her in disbelief. "Did you really just ask that?"

"I'm just sayin', if any guy did something that big for me i'd lay him in a heartbeat."

"I'm going to ignore that."

Alice laughed.

At work, Mello had just finished personally welcoming the new additions to the family. The three new members didn't know whether to feel accomplished for surviving Mello's brutal initiations or to beg to be set free and never come into this building again. There was only so much they could withstand, and Mello pushed past that limit as soon as he found it. Newly initiated, however, the men understood that they belonged to something greater than they'd imagined. The wealth that engulfed every aspect of Mello's organization was enough to make tempt the weaker men into conforming. The strength and power Mello'd shown when introducing them to this world was enough to keep the strong men from leaving their place. Mello was the boss, and none of these men would question that.

Matt had continued to monitor the Diamond's only computer for any new information. The tech department had successfully installed bugs and cameras in the boat that had been overhauled for the next operation, and Matt would be inspecting it the following week. Everything was going according to plan. The Diamond's contact with Senator McAllan had remained constant, with little information being revealed. Mello suspected that he'd simply hired one of the Diamond's prostitutes, and, when the Diamonds presented him with evidence of this, cowered to their extortion. He would be easy to sway, if they had the opportunity.

Marcus tapped on the glass walls of Mello's office to signal his leaving the building, and Mello waved him on. He thought for a little while more, watching the city adjust to the night out his window, then left himself.

Remember! Review for a new title. My favorite one will be picked, of course. And include any suggestions you have for the name of the baby, as well as the gender! We'll find out soon if it's a boy or a girl!