Author's Note: Hey sorry it's been so long...and sorry that the ending kinda sucks. I'm not great at endings...but it's about time for this story to be finishsed.

I'm waiting for Mello to come home now. I saw him off at 6, and since then I've spent the whole day waiting. I hope everything went fine, because if it did, this could be a big change for him. For both of us. Koopa kept me company all day, we played catch and snuggled up to me playing Mario. Now that it's four thirty I assume Mello should be back, he's taking a long time, which I suppose is a good thing.

"Hey Matt. I'm back!"

I rush up and give him a hug. "Hey Mells, how was it?" He looks down at me and I can see he's really smiling. A real smile.

"Fine. It went fine" he holds his smile while walking to the kitchen to get a chocolate bar. He comes back, sits down, and turns on the T.V.

We spend the rest of the evening watching T.V and snuggling. He doesn't say anything about the meeting, what they talked about, or what he found out. But to be honest I don't even care. As long as I get to see that gorgeous smile, I'm happy.

I'm waking up from a beautiful dream, but feeling an empty space in my arms where I was once holding a gorgeous blond boy. In his place, a note.

Hey Matty. I've got a little more work to do, I hope to be home later. Love you. P.S, we're out of chocolate.

I let out a sigh. I thought he was done with leaving before I wake up and coming back after I'm asleep. Hopefully he's trying to find a new job, one that risks his life a little less.

Knock knock knock. BARK BARK! I let out a groan. Who in their right mind would be coming to the door at the ungodly hour of…3:30 in the afternoon? Maybe Mello ordered a pizza for me?! I pull on some pants as fast as I can and then run to the door. I open it, to only find Joseph Keehl standing in the door. His face drops as soon as he sees my face. Nice to know your boyfriends dad hates you.

"Oh, it's you. Is Mih-Mello home?" He askes, trying to be polite, but failing.

"No he left for work." I reply, just as bitter.

"When will he be home again?"

"I don't know." I start to close the door, but he stops it in his hand.

"I intend to wait here until my son comes back. A polite young man might invite me inside."

I grid my teeth, "I'm sorry. My mistake, would you like to come in?"

"Yes, I would like to see where my son is living. I assume HE bought this place? Can't suppose you'd have a job, looking like you do."

I tighten my grip on the handle, "Actually, the man who doubles as Mello's FATHER, it's his place. He gave it to him."

Jo steppes in and we tour the house.

As soon as he see's Mello's room his jaw drops. "How could my son date someone with such anger management-!"

"This is his room." I say bluntly, looking over the still destroyed room. "So, what have you learned about your son from yesterday?"

Jo shifts uncomfortably. "He talked about trying to beat a boy named Near. And how he could never do it until you told him to stop studying too much. He told me that he's gay, and has been in love with you for a long time. He told me about trying to learn how to become the next detective-."

"So basically he fluffed it up for you?" I ask, trying to dig into him.

"I, I don't, know. I never reall-."

"No, you don't know. You hurt him so bad, he used to stress himself out from studying too much, there would be times when he wouldn't sleep for days. Our teacher when we were eight molested him. He was angry all the time at anyone who was better than him. I seem to remember him telling me about how much you loved your son Loki? All he wanted was for you to love him. Instead you beat him, drove him away, and left him at an orphanage." I feel bad for spilling all of Mello's secrets, I didn't mean to say them just then. "And now you're here again. And you love him, but you're not okay with him being happy with me. It all just seems a little two faced"

Jo looked down and sighed. "You are right. It is my biggest regret in life. I am happy that he has found love, I just. It's a new thing to me."

"So what? Don't be rude to me. I didn't make him gay, he was born gay. I was there when you weren't. Me and BB, always. Infact you should thank me for making him happy." I regret that a little…after all its Mello who makes me happy.

"Again you are right. I should send you my blessing. For taking care of Mihael when I could not. And now again for making him happy." Jo admitted, defeated.

"Look, I didn't mean that last part, he makes me happy. In some fucked up way I should thank you for even bringing him into this world. Just… you hurt him real bad."

"I know. I am sorry for all the pain I have caused him. I hate myself for how I acted after losing Eva. I could have been a good father, but instead I chose the vodka."

"Yes. You did screw up. He's a damn amazing person and you screwed his whole life over. If you weren't the only person that could fix it, I'd probably kill you for hurting him."

"He always has been beautiful. You care very much then, about my son, I assume?" Jo asks, looking up.

"Yes. I always have."

"That is all I could have asked for. You have my blessing, Matt." He places a hand on either one of my shoulders and nods. "I must go, the taxi should be here in a minute or so, I came to say one last goodbye to Mihael. Tell him I stopped by?"

"Sure thing."

Yeah, sorry about that...starting a new story too, check it out soon, if you'd like.