Like a tiger stalking its prey in the jungle, Yoka snuck around the house looking for her prey. The toddler tiptoed to the kitchen doorway and took a quick peek. She grinned as her eyes rested upon the cookie jar on the island counter. She looked at Mello who was chopping vegetables on the opposite counter and facing away from the jar. Now only if she could stealthy clime ontop the counter and grab the jar with out him noticing then she would be in seventh heaven.

She sprinted to the table, Mello turned her way and she quickly moved under it. The blonde hadn't noticed the girl, he took a cookie from the jar and turned back to chop the rest of his tomatoes. Yoka frowned at this, the blonde had told her that there were strictly no cookie's before dinner. And he then goes around and eats cookies.

Soon forgetting her anger she spotted the step stool that was next to the island counter. She quietly tiptoed to the stool; Mello was right behind her meaning she would get caught if she made any noise.

Climbing on top the counter the girl couldn't help but let a small squeal of accomplishment escape her mouth, she hurried and clamped her hands over her mouth and looked back at Mello who didn't seem to notice the sound.

Yoka mischievously grinned and rubbed her hands to gather as she looked upon her sweet prize. Of course the little girl underestimated her strength and picked up the heavy glass jar without thinking about how much it weighed. She stumbled back and forth trying not to drop the jar; she then slid on her sock and tumbled backwards.

"Aagghh" she screamed as she slipped over the edge. Mello's head quickly looked over at the girl, his eyes widened in shock, and out of pure instinct he launched forward to catch the girl. The glass cookie jar shattered to pieces upon contact of the floor. The blonde cached the girl and slipped on the broken glass and landed upon the remnants of the jar.

The sharp glass cut through the thin material of Mello's shirt and pierced deep within his shoulder, the same happening to his hands. He hissed as pain shot through his left shoulder and hands. He looked and saw hands were covered in a crimson liquid with tiny shards of glass stuck in them. He could only imagine how his back looked, his eyes widened as he saw a large pool of blood on the floor. Panicking he tried to stand up but failed, the pain was too much.

He tapped the girl on the shoulder with the back of his hand. Luckily she was unharmed except for a tiny scratch here and their. Yoka screamed when she saw the bloody man, she was trembling in fear and covered her eyes.

"Yoka...can you... Can." He could feel himself weakening; maybe it was from the loss of blood. Mello griped on tightly to his rosary hoping that god would take care of him, as he slowly passed out. Hoping that he would wake up to something other than gates of heaven.

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Several hours later Mello had awoken in a hospital and his prayers were answered he saw Matt's sad but relieved face. Not even five minutes after he had woken up Matt was already kissing every inch of his face. Droplets of Matts tears fell upon his face, he could tell that the gamer was relived to see him awake. Mello groaned and tried to sit up, pain had short through his shoulder and he gave up.

"Mell..." Matt whispered, kissing his face. "I'm so glad you're alright."

Tears rolled down the red heads flushed cheeks and dripped onto Mello's face. He turned his head towards his upset husbands and tightened his grip around Matt's hand, who had been currently holding his hand for who knows how long.

"How did I..." He said in a raspy voice, all of his energy was drained.

"Well the hospital had called me saying that you had been taken to the hospital, apparently Yoka had called 911 after you had passed out." he smiled and leaned down close to Mello. "That was a nice thing you had done for her."

Mello rolled his eyes. "Well that damn kid shouldn't have been trying to steal the damn cookie jar." He snapped glaring at his husband.

Matt sighed and sat down on the bed, he over looked his husband. He had bandages over his hands and across his chest; he didn't even want to see the stitches beneath. They were most likely going to scar his beautiful skin.

"Mello" Matt said barely above a whisper. Mello raised a brow in response. "I love you." Blue eyes softened as they gazed into green, Mello lifted his hand and gently caressed Matt's cheek with the back of his hand.

"Will you lay by me?" Matt nodded and layed beside Mello.

They layed like that for what seemed like hours. Until Mello broke the silence "Matt are we still going on our trip."

Matt was a little taken back by the question. He wouldn't think that Mello would still want to go on account of what had happened.

"Well I'm not for sure, I mean you have stitches and everything and we were supposed to leave tomorrow night, and I just think that ur up to it." Mello frowned.

"So, I'm sure I'll be out of here by tonight, and u don't know what I'm up to." He sapped, Matt decided the best thing to do was agree with him.

"Good." He sneered. "I'm going to try and get as much damn sleep as I can here, because I know that I WONT get any at home." He pulled the covers over his head.

Matt sighed and got up off the bed. He pulled out a half empty cartoon of cigarettes. 'I wonder if I can smoke these in here." he looked around the room and saw a no smoking sign on the door he sighed. 'Guess I'll go outside.'

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Matt stood out side smoking his last cigarette that he had. He groaned and kicked a nearby bench; he so did not want to tell Mello he got fired today. And it wasn't because of having to leave work today, it was because he had been slacking off recently and falling asleep on the job. It wasn't like he got that much sleep at home because Yoko would cling to him and beg him to play games and such.

He took one last drag of his cigarette and then flicked it somewhere onto the pavement. He put his head in his hands. 'What am I going to do, I don't want to tell Mello know. Because If I do he won't want to go and he seemed so excited.'

Thinking over the options once more he thought the best thing to do was too wait until after the trip to tell Mello. Yes, that was the perfect solution. He smiled and walked back inside, he had to go get an eager blonde home.

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It was around ten p.m. when they finally left the hospital. Mello layed on his stomach in the back seat, it was too painful to lie on his back. Matt glanced at him through the mirror; Mello had his face in the pillow and his hands on his sides. 'The poor guy I feel sorry for him.'

"Hey Mells you ok back there." he asked concerned

"What the fuck do you think?" He snapped. "And turn down the damn air conditioner."

Matt did as told; Mello was after all wearing little clothing. He had only shorts due to minor scratches on his legs.

They stopped at a gas station. "Hey Mello you want anything." Mello mumbled something that sounded like 'chocolate'. Matt got out of the car and ran inside; he purchased a cartoon of cigarettes and a chocolate bar.

"Mello I got you your chocolate." He tossed the chocolate next to Mello. "How the hell do you expect me to open this matt?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Mello." He reached to the back seat and opened the chocolate bar. He smiled "I guess you want me to feed it to you too."

Mello made a disgusted look. "I can feed my own damn self thank you very much." Matt rolled his eyes.

"But you couldn't even open it, how to you expect to hold it." He teased slipping into the backseat. He snapped off a piece of chocolate "you know you want some."

Mello blushed and hesitantly leaned forward and took the chocolate from Matt's mouth.

Matt took another bite of the chocolate bar and stuck his tongue out. Surprisingly Mello leaned forward and scooped up the chocolate with his tongue. It had felt like forever since they had done something like this. Mello moaned as Matt traced his bottom lip with his tongue, he was glad to give entrance. He could feel Matt skillfully putting more chocolate in his mouth, he broke away and swallowed.

The two sat in the backseat kissing each other for who knows how long.

Matt broke away and panted "I think we better get home, its getting late."

Mello nodded in agreement. Giving one last final kiss; Matt maneuvered his way back to the front seat.

They drove home in silence, part of the reason was Mello sleeping. When they pulled into the drive way Matt picked up the sleeping man and carried up into their bedroom. He pulled the covers over both of them. He was glad that Yoka was at L's still, he just wanted it to be the two of them for once.

He missed the time when it used to be just the two of them, he remembered how every day he would come home to a hot meal and sometimes if he was lucky Mello's libido would be up. He sighed, those were the days, and it was sad to say that Yoka hadn't even been here a week and already he missed his non parent days. Deep down him wished that he hadn't gone to that party all those years ago. It wasn't as if she regretted having Yoka it was just the fact that he wasn't ready to be a parent.

His gaze shifted to his lover beside him, he moved closer to him and drifted to sleep.

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A/N: YES!! Finally done with this Chp, I hope you like and I promise next Chp will have the trip XD.

Please review, because if you don't then how am I supposed to know if I should write more chaps.