So. Here I am, on time with a new chapter! Yay! So, I'm currently in the middle of a huge FMA spasm.. Which is irrelevant, but meh :) Thanks to everyone for their suggestions, and I'm gonna use as many as possible! Seriously, I am :O Which might just kill me... Nah, I kid... I won't die. Too much :D Anyway XD Vote at my poll if you haven't already? I'll love you for it!

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You know, it's easy to get confused when you've spent what I believe is two days off school. Meaning, it's a shock to the system to be woken up at six in the morning in a way that's certainly not meant to be sexual. Then again, my dream was, so it still feels… good. Hell knows, it always feels good when it's Mello, even if he's only shaking me awake. Which he is. And I don't want to get up. His body's so nice and warm…

So naturally, when he moves away a little, I shift to keep stealing his body heat, and I hear a light chuckle. I force myself to open one sleepy eye to look up at him, his shape slightly blurry from my drowsy state. Sighing, I sit up and rub my eyes, while he obliges and pulls me into his arms, cradling me against his chest. It's scary how young it's possible to feel around him sometimes. It takes me a short while to get my sight back to normal, and I'm happy to curl up against him. I always feel so safe in his arms… Damn, I'm such a sap sometimes.

Either way, it doesn't matter much, right? I have to drag my ass out of bed and go get dressed for school and all that shit. Actually, I have to say, he's incredibly helpful, making breakfast for the both of us while I shower and get dressed. I guess that's what people call 'teamwork'… Weird team though, since the purpose is to get me ready in time for school. Anyway.

I manage to get ready in time, and after sorting out my hair a little so it's not quite as messy, and doesn't stick up in absolutely every direction, I get pulled into a heated kiss on my way out of the bedroom, Mello's arms softly resting around my waist as he lovingly molests my mouth. He didn't used to do this, did he? Usually it was just a quick peck on the lips… Eh, I don't care, frankly. I love how he always feels… So perfect.

After a good five or ten minutes of this, we finally manage to get out the front door, which is swiftly locked, and then make our way down to his car. I climb in once he's unlocked the doors, cheerfully pulling my seatbelt across my body and clicking it in place.

For once, the car journey doesn't go quietly, instead swapping pointless information like favourite colours, favourite animals, and all the other pointless things that aren't even necessary to know, but are nice to tell anyway. I was suprised to find Mello's favourite colour wasn't black, like the leather he always wore, but crimson. And then he explained why, making me blush the same shade as the bright hair he likes so much about me.

All in all, it was a very… interesting trip, I suppose, even if the destination was completely suckish. Fucking school… This is going to be boring as hell… Maybe I'll annoy Near a bit, just for kicks, and try and avoid fights… Oh of course, I'm allowed to be depressed and withdrawn today. After all, that fucktard who called himself my brother died. Not that I could actually give a shit, but it means I don't have to talk to most of the people, so I can go with that. Yeah.

Still, I can't help but feel that sense of foreboding settle in my stomach as I lean over to kiss him quickly on the cheek and step out of the car. He waves, before speeding off. I guess he has to go to work. Lucky sod, at least he gets to do stuff he doesn't mind so much. Huh. Either way, I'm stuck in this shithole for the next six hours of my life. Six hours that could be used much more intelligently. With Mello. Whatever.

Sighing, I manage to get to my usual space outside without too much trouble, pulling my DS out of my school bag to play while I wait for the bell to go, signalling the beginning of hell. I actually do pretty well, kicking the last Gym Leader's butt – I started the game again a short while ago, but got a little distracted by 'certain things' – and starting to make my way towards where the Elite Four are situated.

Of course, while I'm stocking up on Revives and Full Heals, the bell goes, forcing me to shut off my game and drag myself unwillingly to Registration. How much fun, telling someone you are in fact there. Fucking exciting, I know. I'm a lot more negative today… I guess I'm mad that things keep separating me and Mello? Damn, I'm so stupid sometimes. Either way, I'm not happy about this.

Of course, I manage to get through lessons, at least up until break. At which point another of the deadly tortures come into play. Near.

We both sit down the same way we usually do, in silence for a while, me taking the opportunity to eat something while he simply twists his hair between his fingers, looking bored, as usual. Once I get through my snack – chocolate, suprising, I know… But Mello said I could – he looks up, a very slightly curious expression on his face.

"Matt has been off school for a while. Is this because of Matt's brother dying?" I'm really starting to hate the way he's so dismissive about everything. Like nothing matters. I mean, sure, as it stands, I honestly couldn't give a damn, but what if he were talking to someone more sensitive? I dunno, someone that isn't me. Or him. Or L… The list continues, but you get my point.

I nod in reply, and a hint of suprise leaking into his expression.

"Oh. I thought it might have something to do with L's actions towards the two of you. I suppose it is not easy for Matt, no longer living with Mello." I almost choke myself to death in an attempt not to laugh, though my eyes must show my obvious mirth, because he frowns a little, his hand going back to viciously twisting at a single lock of his hair.

"What is so amusing, Matt?" he questions, obviously trying to understand what the fuck is going on in my head. I do love being unreadable… Of course, Mello would understand immediately, but he can read me a lot better than anyone else.

"Well… L returned and said that I could stay with Mello after all. So it was actually to do with my brother's death," I reply, doing my best not to laugh. After all, only insane people laugh when their last living relative – even if they weren't technically blood relatives – dies, right? Yeah, whatever. I'm not laughing about that, I'm laughing at his stupidity. For a genius kid, he's pretty dumb. Oh… L probably didn't tell him that part. Possibly because it wasn't L that came to my rescue… Oh well. Whatever.

Other than the incident at break, everything goes pretty smoothly. I get ignored by teachers in class, and Near's silent and thoughtful rather than talkative and annoying. So really, it wasn't too bad of a school day. Although I miss Mello… I caught myself daydreaming about him several times during lessons, and had to quickly focus my attention on something else before I started getting hard. Damn.

Although, the looks Near was giving me today were odd… Almost like he was jealous or something. Fuck knows why, all I have that he doesn't have is an incredible – older – boyfriend. And as far as I know, Near's never been interested in getting to know anyone like that. I mean damn, I'm his only friend! Aside from his brother of course, but he doesn't count. Such a creepy family…

I'm glad to find Mello waiting in his amazing car outside of school for me, smirking his trademark smirk and ignoring all the glances he's earning, seeming to focus on me as I make my way over, tugging the door open and sitting down on the leather seat.

"Hey, Matty. How would you like to go on a date?"

"Hello Near. Welcome home."

It was the same, monotonous greeting that Near received every day, and the small albino knew L would be snacking on candy and going over old case files, the way he usually did at this time. So, due to this reasoning, it was a little suprising to find him sitting beside his carbon copy on the sofa, looking like he might actually be enjoying himself.

B raised a hand in a half-wave towards the smaller child, curled up against L's side, as he usually did when he was round. That said, B was usually out around this time. He was rarely there right when Near got home from school. The young genius stared at the two for a moment, before picking up a box of blank puzzle pieces and settling himself on the ground, one leg sprawled out while the other was held tightly to his chest.

"Matt told me something rather interesting today, L." He spoke as though it wasn't interesting at all, instead like it had been mildly boring. B snickered, while L raised a non-existent eyebrow at his younger sibling.

"Oh? And what might this have been?"

"Matt said that you allowed Matt to stay in residence with Mello."

There was a long pause, Near's cold eyes meeting L's equally blank ones, while B looked on the verge of a laughing fit, running his fingers through his older copy's hair as the two brothers seemed to stare at each other as though the other would hold the answer they were both searching for. It took a moment, before both their heads snapped round to stare at the teenager that could've passed as L's twin.

"B!"

Of course, the exclamation was a little unexpected from the usually emotionless males. Of course, it was a little more unexpected from Near; B already knew that L could show emotions… Even if it happened to be under rather 'interesting' circumstances. He didn't even bother with idiotic pretences though.

"Yes, I did that. I wanted to give the two a chance, the same chance we took," he explained, wriggling himself a little closer to L, who looked a little annoyed.

"B, you don't understand."

"Of course I do! You're a hypocrite! Remind me of their ages? And ours?" B scowled, his voice snappy as he glared at his boyfriend.

"B, the fact that we share the same age difference is irrelevant. I was trying to protect Matt."

"Oh yeah? By taking him away from someone he obviously cared about? How the hell does that help him, L?"

At some point, Near had left the room, taking his puzzle with him. He hated it when the two of them argued. B was only a little older than he was, but damn did that boy have a temper. L sighed, pulling B onto his lap, slightly annoyed to find it was getting more difficult to do that. Even though B was the dominant one, L was used to the boy being slightly smaller, but they were almost identical in height and build now.

He sighed again, stroking B's hair slowly, in a way that almost always calmed the teen down.

"I simply thought that Matt could have been happier with someone closer to his own age…"

It was immediately obvious that this was the wrong thing to say, as B made a quiet growling sound.

"Do you think I'm not happy with you? L, I've never been happier, why did you have to go and try to break them up like that? I thought Mello was your friend!"

The dark eyed adult gently kissed the top of B's head, doing his best to silently calm the teen down a little before he replied, his tone suprisingly soft for a guy that spent most of his time sounding like he had absolutely no feelings towards anything.

"B, I can assure you that what I was trying to do had both of their best interests at heart. However, you went and did what you did, and there isn't much that I can do now, alright? So how about we just forget about it?" The suggestion was relatively well justified, so B just pouted, focusing red, haunting eyes on the wall opposite, folding his arms across his chest like a sulky child.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say," he mumbled, bottom lip sticking out and trembling a little in a cute way.

"… You might've been right about not letting them be separated. It might be for the best that you intervened. Is that what you wish to hear?" L questioned, rolling his eyes as the teen's face suddenly split into a wide grin. He did always like to hear that he was right and L was wrong. Especially when he believed that his own actions were for the good of everyone involved, which frankly wasn't very often. He wasn't really the type to try and help people.

B smirked, leaning up to lightly press his lips to L's, his arms winding around the man's neck.

"Honestly L, you should have more faith in me. Matt can manage himself, just like I can manage myself."

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