A/N: FACE RAPE! ... Don't ask. Just don't ask! Stairs! The stair dwellers! This actually kinda happened to me! But it was a very hott gay guy. Which really sucks! HAHA! I love em tho! OMG! I made a mistake in the previous chapter! I said Mello was Germen. x.x He's Russian! I feel dumb. Thank you Robyn for pointing this out! LMAO

Jealousy

Mello had been restless. He didn't feel like being cooped up in their apartment all day so he suggested that they go to the stairs. Their stairs. The ones that barely anyone went through. Near had brought a little robot and Raito decided to tag along, trying to keep away from Misa for as long as possible. The four of them were now sitting, chatting about nothing and everything. Near just sat in the corner, back against the cold steel railings.

"Matt! That's gross! Don't be talking about that type of shit around me!" Mello complained as Matt was going on about one of his favourite porn tapes. Raito was just sitting there, a scared look on his face. Someone had never talked about the opposite sex in such an erotic way before, that was clear.

"Fine." Matt said sticking out his tongue. "But how else am I to get my kicks then, Mel?" He glanced at Near, who was barely listening to such an awkward conversation. His poor little ears had never heard the word 'fuck' so many times from one boy's mouth, not even from Mellos. Near turned his head as he felt the eyes on him.

"Your kicks? What do you mean, Matt?" Near asked in monotone. He had an odd feeling something ... odd was about to happen. He watched as the red head stood up and began to shuffle closer to the albino, a giant grin spread across his lips. He was laughing. The other two were looking on in hysterics. Both were almost rocking with laughter. "Hmm? What's so funny?"

"You. Well. It will be you." Matt said evilly as he began to stand over Nears outstretched legs. Near was looking up at Matt with big eyes. He still didn't understand completely what he was talking about. He was racing through his brain, trying to figure it out. He stared straight ahead and realized what was coming for his face.

"W-what are you doing, Matt?" Near asked, fear edging his voice. Matt's penis, still in his jeans but still as large, was coming closer and closer to the pale face. Near began to get pressured. He shrunk back, closer to the rail. He couldn't move back any farther and Matt was getting closer. He didn't want to open his mouth for fear of something happening. One shoulder fell back through the opening in the bars.

With his face bright red, he shifted so his head followed his shoulder. His other shoulder fell into place after. He was hyperventilating by now. His face a bright red, he could feel Matt get stopped by the top of the railing; feel his legs on his back. The white haired boy could hear all the others laughing freely at him now. The one he could pick out the best was Mello's though. He could hear the contempt behind it. He peeked through his white hair at the blond. His face was red, like he was holding back rage or embarrassment or both.

"Okay, man, get off him before you get all hard and shit." Mello said, trying his hardest to get the bitterness out of his voice. Matt looked at him and laughed even harder.

"Aww. What's the matter? Jealous you don't get a face full of my awesomeness? All you have to do is say the right words and you could get a lot more then that, Mel." Matt smirked as the blond turned a deep shade of red, but the red head did move off of the frightened Near. Near didn't trust himself to move so he just sat in that odd position, head and shoulders resting painfully against the side bars.

"Yo, man. Do you think I could steal you from here for two seconds?" Mello asked seriously. Matt looked at him as though he had just done something that was unexpected. Which he had. Matt hadn't expected his half-flirting would actually sink into the blond.

"Uh ... sure I guess."

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"What's up, Mel?" Matt asked out in the hall beside the stairs. The other two were still sitting where they had left them, Near shifting out of his safe spot. He would glance at the door every two seconds until Raito finally told him to sit in the fedel position so that he wouldn't be as vulnerable anymore. And it worked. He slowly began to get his breathing in order again.

"What the hell was that?" Mello couldn't hide it anymore. His anger began to spill out.

"What? Am I not allowed to have fun?"

"How the hell was that fun?!"

"I was scarin' the shit out of him, I know, but I couldn't help it. It was a sudden impulse. And sudden impulses are always amusing."

"You couldn't help it? What the fuck, man?!"

Matt just looked at his best friend. What could he have done to get him so riled up?

"Mel ... What did I do wrong?"

"You mean you honestly don't understand?!"

"No. Care to explain why you're yelling at me? We've been friends since grade 2. You know you can tell me anything."

"Tell you anything?! Ha."

Mello began to shake. He wasn't too good at controlling himself in situations like these. Matt just stood there, waiting for his answer.

"Okay. I'll tell you something. You're a faggot! You know that?! A faggot, faggot, faggot. OW! What the hell?!"

Matt had lashed out at the blond. He didn't like him calling him something so demeaning. Besides, he wasn't gay. He was just bisexual.

Mello tried his hardest to stop his tears, but calling his friend such a low name really hurt. Then Matt had punched him? Did he really? Or was it just Mello's imagination? He knew he deserved a lot worse then a sore jaw, but he didn't object when Matt pushed him to the ground and sat on his stomach.

"A-a ... A faggot? Is that really what you think of me? Wow, Mel. I never knew you could go so low. It's sad. It was all just a bit of fun. I'm not coming back to the dorm tonight. If you care to take it that far, and I know you wouldn't normally, fine. I don't know what happened, but I won't see you around. Come find me when you think your head is level enough." Matt said in a monotone that held back tears. He couldn't believe how much pain he had put himself through while hurting Mello more then he could possibly think. He got up off his 'friend' and moved back to the stairs.

"Near. ... I'm sorry. Is it alright if I sleep in your dorm tonight?"

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A/N: I'm sorry. I'm sorry that everyone was so ooc. Heh. Yes the whole MattxNear thing happened to my poor head. But I wasn't small enough to be able to fit through the bars. Even worse I had a dream the night before that the same guy had been humping my leg (don't ask, I have a very messed up dream land) And three of the people that were there were also in my dream. Drop me a review of what you think, please.