****Authors note: I'm done killing off people now. I think I got a bit carried away but I think I'm pretty much back on track. Back to the case at hand...if I can remember what's happening. Crap. Read, review and enjoy.

Mission Fourteen: The pain one feels inside

Matt couldn't bring himself to handle his game today. He felt as if he were taking it all for granted and even the conversation with Mello before he felt that something rung insanely wrong. Since the death of Crimson nothing on the case seemed to fit anymore though they had more leads than ever. In the pit of his stomach he could feel the knot growing, his voice inside his head telling him that if this was what an agent was, what an agent did he couldn't take it anymore. This whole thing had cost him too much for nothing. To stop a man that might just be doing something for the greater good. To stop someone that they didn't have a face or a name for. To stop God.

He felt strong hands on his shoulders, it wasn't the first time today that Mello had passed by him and in a fleeting movement ran his fingers over the red head but this time the hands stayed in place. For a moment he was content, Mello was the guy cables holding him up through weathering winds that were forcing him downward into the abyss that even he no longer knew what was at the bottom. "Mell." He breathed hearing the angst in his own voice.

The hands stayed in place for a few more seconds before disappearing all together. Instead the blond made his way around the couch taking a seat beside the red head and draping an arm around him. "Matt." He replied allowing the other to just stare at him.

Mello surveyed the room an eyebrow raising at the cleanliness of it all. He reviewed the aligned games and the systems, even the books were in their correct position on the bookshelf and organized by alphabet. The computers that once were spread along the floor running code were no where to be found just a single lap top opened to Matt's email page where there was a letter from L. He didn't pry instead he turned the face the red head that laid his head on the blonds lap.

"You want to talk about whatever you're using to do yourself in?" He asked teething on the chocolate bar in his hand the other absently petting the red head. "If it's about Crimson we all know how you feel but she was going to die anyway. Blood loss and all that kind jazz." He waved it off but this was his form of dealing with it and for him it was working better than Matt's constant moping around the apartment for days on end.

The red head sighed against the leather, "This is very uncomfortable. My face is sticking to your pants." He frowned at the thought more than the feeling as he pulled on the laces that twined together to keep Mello in his pants. He quickly pulled his hands away before the other caught what he was doing. "I'm not doing myself in inside my head." He paused to think about it, "Okay maybe a bit but it's not as much about Crimson dying as our duty to serve and protect the innocent." He glanced up to Mello who seemed to be in his own little world. "Mell, what if what Kira is doing isn't bad. What if-"

Mello sighed running his fingers through the others tassel like hair. "If what we're doing is wrong Matt that would mean Crimson died for nothing. The people have been lulled into a sense of security that only Kira can create we have to return it back to it's original state..." He smiled softly. "We are the agents, picked out by L to fix this mess. Once this is over Matty everything will seem right again." He reclined slightly draping a leg over the red head also. "Also I happen to think that my pants are very comfortable."

Matt smiled softly nodding slowly. "Shit." He picked up his cigarettes lighting on. "Mell I hope what we're doing is right because if it's not-" He paused thinking about his next few words. "Even if it's not I'm going to stick around. We're too close for us not to finish this. We'll fix everything."

Mello frowned, "I just said that." He crossed his arms pouting. "every time I give good advice people just repeat it to me and call it their own." He rolled his eyes. "Anyway your girlfriend keeps calling and asking for you." He gestured, "On the machine. If I answer it she hangs up."

Matt shook his head, "She saw you kiss me." He sighed blowing the smoke upward. "So I think at that very moment she broke up with me in her mind. She's just calling to say it out loud." He watched Mello's face which appeared blank.

The blond shrugged, "Shame." He shifted again. "You two were so cute together." He watched the red head glance away. He couldn't help the smirk that spread like wildfire. "Anyway I'm not too worried about you finding someone new." He looked down as the red head jerked back to look at him. "I remember what you said Matty. You think that you're falling in love with me? That's all?" He found himself smiling gently running his fingers slower though the others hair. He felt a bit awkward sitting here with the other boy the Catholic side of him was working in over time but he couldn't bring himself to stop.

The red head blushed, "Mello. I-I just-" He flushed sitting up slowly. "All? Well-" He shrugged unsure of what to say. He looked up to find Mello smirking at him slightly, "Mell I just-"

Mello leaned forward cupping Matt's face in his hands and leaning forward. He pressed his lips to the other if only to shut him up. He snickered once he pulled away at the look on Matt's face, "I think we'll do just fine together love. I think I'll take the 'think' out of that."

They both smiled.

[I thought it was a cute chapter but I'm about to go so I cute it short. Anyway you've read, please review guys!]