A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! I personally don't like this chapter, but I wanted a little more Mello-Matt kiddie fluff before any action…
Also, I'm happy to say I'm cosplaying Matt for Otakon this year!

Chapter 4: Chocolate

Dawn seemed to come rather quickly, fortunately for Mello. He hadn't gotten very much (if any) sleep since waking; Matt on the other hand, was clung to Mello's arm, softly snoring, and, much to Mello's disdain, drooling as well. The older boy's arm tingled something fierce, asleep from the circulation being cut off. Finally, Mello had had enough.

"Matt!" Mello grumbled, trying to pull his arm away from the sleeping boy's grasp. "Get. Up. Matt."

No response.

"Uh…uhh…"Mello bit his lip, searching every corner of his brain for something that would relate to Matt to get him to wake up. "There's an Articuno!"

"Wha?" Matt jolted up, his hand already reaching for his Gameboy. "…oh…hi there." He said, smiling awkwardly as he tried to figure out why he was asleep in his roommate's bed. "Oh…right…the storm…by the way…you're really warm." He added.

"Just get off me. Now." Mello said through gritted teeth. Without another word, the redhead leapt out of the bed, grabbing his oversized goggles from the nightstand and fastening them in their rightful place around his neck.

"Thanks Mello." He said quietly, avoiding eye contact with the blonde. "I'll find some way to repay you."

"Just remember what I said." Mello warned, gesturing toward the blue handheld that was Matt's most prized possession. "And don't get used to it. It was a one-time only thing." He added, picking up his math textbook.

"Why are you studying? There's no class today, it's Saturday." Matt pointed out, switching on his Gameboy.

"I know that." Mello snapped. "Doesn't mean you shouldn't study. There are still ranks to worry about."

"Well..." Matt shrugged, "I doubt L is going to want a successor under ten years old anyway…so why not worry about it 'til later?" he didn't look up as the score of Pokémon Blue's opening theme played.

"I'm being beaten by NEAR. He's like…SIX." Mello grumbled.

"So?" the redhead flopped back on his bed, sprawling out like a rag doll.

"So? It's embarrassing!"

The daylight hours flew by and soon, daylight began to dwindle. Neither boy had stopped what they had begun so early that morning. Matt was about to challenge the Elite Four whilst Mello was on the brink of pulling his neatly-groomed hair out over the formulas for quadratic equations. Neither had left, even for meals. "Well." Matt yawned after saving and shutting off his game, "I'm feeling kinda hungry…I think I'm going to head down to the kitchen and get myself a snack."

"But dinner was hours ago…" Mello said.

"So?" Matt adjusted his sleeve.

"So they won't give you anything, Moron." Mello mumbled.

"Give me anything? Why would I count on them? I'll get it myself." The redhead proclaimed.

"But it's not allowed! If you get caught it could affect your rank." Mello insisted.

"I don't care about ranks. Besides, from what I heard, L's pretty sneaky. Maybe he'd respect my valiant effort."

"Well then…" the blonde said. "I'm coming with you…do they have any chocolate? I haven't had any in so long…"

"They have everything you can think of." Matt smirked as he led his older friend down to the kitchen. Stainless steel fixtures aligned the walls, pots and pans hung immaculately from their designated places on the rack, and in the very back was the pantry. It was almost as big as one of the dormitories of Wammy's House. Shelves upon shelves lined the walls, reaching almost to the ceiling of the pantry, stocked with anything imaginable, canned goods, flour, every spice one could think of, and on one of the highest shelves, lay Mello's prize: a crate full of packages containing chocolate bars. His favorite.

"…now how to get up there…" Mello whispered, turning to Matt, who was already stuffing his face, spooning peanut butter right out of the jar until moving on to a can of tuna once he had emptied the entire jar. "You eat like a pig."

"Well excuuuuse me Princess!" Matt rolled his eyes, climbing the shelf like a monkey-child. "This is how you do it. Don't worry, I do this all the time." He snagged ahold of a 10-pack of chocolate bars, one of the many in the crate; it was almost impossible to tell the difference of their absence. Without another word, he tossed the sugary treats down to the blonde below and began his decent, slipping and falling back halfway down.

"Ow…" he gasped after landing flat on his back on the hard linoleum. "T-old ya I'd find a way to repay you." He offered Mello a troublesome smirk.

"You never mention nearly killing yourself in the process." Mello tried to suppress a laugh.

"I think I'm really hurt…"

"Well…if you get caught, don't say I told you so. I'm sure as heck not carrying you." The older boy said, unwrapping one of the chocolate bars as he turned to leave.

"You suck…I hope you know that." Matt coughed, finally managing to get back onto his feet. "But…even so. I'm glad I have a friend like you."

Mello froze and broke into a coughing fit as he nearly choked on his precious candy. "F-friend?"

A/N: Please, please, pleaaase review!