Here I am again! So, I apparently forgot to put my rant in last time. Interesting... Well, that's beside the point. I doubt many people read these anyway. On the off chance that there ARE people reading it, I was thinking of starting yet another new fanfic. Also Matt and Mello, but more child-hood centered. If anybody's read "Kite Runner," you'll know what I mean when I say, it's sort of like that, but with a different outcome. I've been tossing the plot around since I finished the book, so... What do you guys think? Good, bad or in-between? Or do you want me to just shut up and write the chapter? XD
Mello: SHUT UP AND WRITE! I want to know what Matt's plan is.
Matt: Mello, you're just taking up more of her time by complaining. -.-;
Me: You just don't want to- OWIE! Mello, don't hit me!
Mello: VOTE NO! That fanfiction is going to suck!
Me: For you, maybe.
Matt: But aren't I-
Mello: SHUT UP ALREADY!
Matt: ...But now I'm curious. Vote yes!
Me: Alright, both of you STFU, I'm working now.
Mello glanced over at Matt to catch him in the middle of yet another yawn. That was the fifth one in two minutes. He'd been counting. It had been several hours since the McDonald's incident, and, for the most part, they had sat in silence, watching game shows and, occasionally, MTV. Matt had taken an interest in "Yo Momma," and there was a marathon running. "Matt, if you're tired, just go to sleep."
Matt's eyes rolled to Mello, "I'm not that tired..." He mumbled, yawning yet again.
"Who are you trying to prove that to?" Mello wondered aloud. "It's not like you have to stay awake and keep me company."
"I want to," Matt protested, " 'Cause yo momma's so stupid, she used a sock as a condom and got pregnant." ((A/N: That's original, by the way. I came up with that one day when I was bored, folding socks. Go figure.))
Mello looked at Matt in disbelief, "Now I know why parents say TV rots brain cells. Seriously, go to sleep. You're tired and slap-happy."
"I'm not slap-happy," Matt grumbled, "I'm just a little crazed."
"Matt?"
"Yeah?"
"Go the fuck to sleep." Matt had to hold back a grin. So far, everything was going as planned.
"I don't wanna. I'm not tired."
"Obviously you are!" Mello snapped, "Sleep is good for sick people!"
"I'm not sick, I'm injured." Matt corrected, "And I'm still not tired."
Mello glared at him, clearly pissed. "Matt," He hissed, "I'm trying to be nice to you,"
"That's a first."
"So do yourself a favor and do what I tell you, dammit!"
Matt paused, as if thinking, then replied, "Nope. Still don't wanna."
"What the hell, Matt?! What's your problem? You're acting like a little kid!"
Matt bit his lip to keep from laughing. Now everything had been prepared. All that was left was to put his plan into motion. "I don't want to sleep."
"Why the hell not?"
"My eyes won't close."
"What's wrong with them?"
"Nothing," Matt mumbled, "They just don't want to close."
"Quit speaking in code, will you?!" Mello snapped.
"Okay..." Matt yawned again for effect, "I can't sleep because I can't stop staring at you. You're so hot."
Mello stared at him in disbelief and something strange happened. Something Matt had never seen on Mello before. He was blushing. "What the hell are you talking about?!"
"You, obviously."
"No, I mean... You know what I mean!"
"You're blushing," Matt pointed out.
"Shut up, you ass!" Mello stormed towards the door.
"Where are you going, Mello?" Matt called, teasing now.
"To get coffee!" With this, Mello walked out and slammed the door behind himself. As soon as the door was closed, Matt burst into laughter. The plan hadn't worked as perfectly as he'd hoped, but it was still pretty damn amusing... And the blush was enough. He knew that Mello's judgement was always clouded by his emotions, especially when he was mad. All he really had to do was piss Mello off. Granted, there were many ways to do this, he chose the 'sleepy' path because he knew that he could get away with being a jackass if he blamed it on lack of sleep... Otherwise, Mello would suspect that something was up before he was able to pull it off. He did feel a bit sorry for Mello after a few minutes, but not much. Maybe it was a littlebit cruel... But after everything he'd put Matt through, a little teasing seemed like nothing in comparison. Still, he vowed to apologize to Mello when he came back, and relaxed against his pillow once more.
Eventually, Mello walked back in, coffee in hand, and took his seat again. An awkward silence fell between them for a time, before Matt finally spoke up. "I got you, that time."
"Shut up, Matt." Mello hissed with a glare.
"I'd rather not." Matt replied lazily, glancing over at Mello. "Sorry, princess. I wasn't trying to pick on you, I was just curious."
"Shut up, Matt."
"And if I don't?"
"I'll shut you up."
Matt smirked, "What're you gonna do? Kiss me?" He asked, puckering his lips. Mello had truly walked right into that one.
Both Mello's glare and his residual blush intensified, "So what if I do?"
"So what if you do?" Matt mocked, sincerely believing that Mello wouldn't do it. Maybe it was the medication that made Matt forget, no one will ever really know for sure... But one thing is certain: He'd forgotten that Mello would do anything to get revenge.
Hooray for cliff-hangers! Don't you just love them?
Matt and Mello: NO!
Me: Awww, but it's so obvious what's going to happen!
Mello: So why don't you just get it over with?!
Me: Because it's fun to torment you.
Matt: Mello, you're blushing again.
Mello: SHUT UP, MATT! *storms off*
Matt and I: Oookay... Well, we'll see you in the next chapter!