Hey Hey!! I decided that this will be a long story. The most chapters will be 30.
If you have any questions on why the chapters are named what they are, ask me.
Yaoi will have to kick in at least at chapter 5. On with chapter 2!
I do not own Death Note or the characters.
It's been 2 years since then…Matt thought as he got Mello's morning chocolate from his drawer. It was a nasty day in the orphanage. 12:56 and nothing but rain, rain, rain. Kids weren't allowed outside, and classes for the day had been cancelled because not only was it rain, there was a hurricane warning for the area.
Matt stopped his game and looked over to his still sleeping blond friend. His blue comforter contrasted his light skin so much. Granted, it wasn't as pale as Matts' skin or Nears but it was still white. The sight of such a calm and peaceful Mello didn't make much sense to the redhead, but it was a beautiful sight. Last year a little albino boy that went by the name of 'Near' came to Wammys and it didn't take that long for him to surpass Mello in almost everything. The only thing Near was bad at was Physical Fitness. Mello was still number one at that. Thank god.
But because of the inferiority complex Mello grew to have, he grew more, what are the words? ….Angry…rude…violent, and the tiny pale boy was the target. Well, actually everyone was a target, but mostly Near. Matt wasn't so much as a 'target' as much as a 'vent'. And being the vent is almost worse. Only a few times the redhead would receive a punch, or a small beating from a very pissed blond, but most of the time it was just yelling, complaining, and some arguments between Mello and himself.
The 1:00 alarm rang through they're room and automatically Mello sat up and grabbed his morning chocolate from Matts hand. The look on the blonds face ment that he already noticed the rain, and was disappointed to not be allowed to go outside. He looked at his friend and said " Well?"
Mello looked at him and asked in reply "What?"
Matt gave him a frown and told him as if he was a 5 year-old "What are we gonna do? You usually decide." This made Mello deepen his frown.
" How the fuck should I know? What is there to…" Mello trailed off from his sentence and a devious smirk was placed on his angelic features. He walked over to his nightstand and pulled out the all-to-familiar orange leash. He held it up in front of Matt and told him "I think we should take a walk around the building, don't you agree?"
Matt stared at the leash. The leash thing started a few months ago, and it always felt weird for Matt to walk around on a leash while Mello said a cheap hello to everybody that walked past him. Matt didn't hate it because that's what he was. He was Mellos' best friend but he also felt like his servant or…dog. He was considered the 'dog' because
He followed Mello everywhere
He was Mello's roommate
He followed what Mello told him to do because of him being older and
He was 3rd in line to be L.
Matt looked up at Mello and replied with an "Okay. But we stop at the fourth floor. Deal?"
"Deal" Mello agreed. He fastened the orange collar around Matt's neck and they walked out the door.
The looks that the students gave Matt looked as they always did. Pity and sympathetic. Mello greeted everyone trying not to laugh, and Matt kept on walking and also trying not to laugh. He let Mello do what he wanted to do with him, and it wasn't that bad once you got used to it.
The reason he didn't resist was because he loved the blond. He realized it not to long ago, and if Mello being happy ment having to walk around on a leash, he would do it! It was to make Mello feel superior; it was for his being and benefit!
As they approached the fourth floor Mello released Matt immediately and then that's when they were finally able to let go of their laughter. Mello laughed as hard as he did the last time, so hard in fact, that hi face was beat red. The sight of Mello laughing so hard made Matt laugh harder, and the sight of Matt laughing on the ground blushing made Mello feel…tight.
Ahh shit. The older boy mentally said. He had to find a bathroom quickly. "Hey Matt! You stay here, I'll be right back. Don't move!"
Matt stopped laughing and looked up. "Why? Where are y-"
"It doesn't matter alright! Just stay!" Mello commanded, and Matt obeyed.
Matt sat at the edge of the staircase as he watched Mello run into the bathroom, leaving him utterly confused. He was even more confused when he heard the faintest of moans come from the boys bathroom.