Near!!
Summary: Near always gets in the way of things. Everything's his fault. So why did Matt say his name?
It had been a normal, average day at Wammy House. In other words…
Boring!
A day of school work. Since when was that fun? Well-…To anyone but Near, but for Matt it was most definitely the most boring thing anyone could do with his time. The fact he'd been banned from bringing his PSP into class anymore. Under threat of having every piece of gaming equipment he owned confiscated, he had reluctantly complied, and had spent the rest of the day, doodling animated characters in the back pages of his books.
As the bell finally rang-The universal sign for freedom, Matt leapt to his feet, shoving his things into his bag and headed off toward his room.
He would have headed up to see Mello, but knowing the blonde, he would probably give Matt a lecture. The only reason Matt had been in class that day, was because he was falling behind. Everyone else had sat themselves in their room and relaxed, or gone out to the fields to play sport. Not Matt. No, the third most intelligent was falling behind, and apparently that was the sign of an apocalypse, and Matt had been dragged kicking and screaming into five hours of extra work.
Well…He'd not been kicking and screaming…Just on the inside.
Opening his door, he dumped his bag aside and onto the floor and turned around to see the last thing he'd expected to see that day.
"About goddamn time." Mello said, not taking his eyes or hands off the game in his hands. Hours of waiting for Matt had resulted in one thing, Mello getting very cold, and bored. After about half an hour, he'd looked around for something to do, and found Matt's PSP. He was now onto the second world of the game. And he was bored.
Though he had to admit, he was a little surprised at the game he was playing. He'd always heard that it was for the Gameboy. But never mind. He was enjoying himself. He was now in Holloween town and understood why Matt spent all his time on these things.
So this was how he was, when Matt entered the room. He was lay on the bed, playing the video game, completely naked.
That's right, he was stark naked. Not even wearing socks. Okay, so he wasn't completely naked, he was wearing a necklace, dogtags.
Now. If Matt had thought there was nothing in the world Mello could do to surprise him. Well-He was sorely mistaken. There seemed to be in fact two things that had surprised him when he'd entered the room.
One. Mello was playing his PSP. That in itself was a complete and utter surprise.
And two? Mello was naked. Completely and utterly naked on his bed.
This led to a few thoughts. Maybe he'd gone into the wrong room-Stepped into a different reality-Anything! Because this could not be real. No way could it be real. It just seemed too unreal to be real. Snapping out of his reel of thoughts, Matt stared blankly at his best friend, his skin slowly heating up and colouring even darker by the second and by the time his mind decided to allow him use of words, there was only one thing he could say.
"It took me forever to get up to that level!"
Looking like a scolded puppy, Matt pouted in a childish manner, his defence mechanism in place. Ignore it, until he was forced to regard it. And at the moment, ignoring Mello's naked body seemed a better idea than any.
Mello blinked a few times, still concentrating on the game. "Don't see why." He muttered, "It's pretty easy." Shaking his head, he paused the game and put it on the bedside table. He then turned to Matt and looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"That's all you have to say...?" He asked, "I'm lay on your bed, naked, and you can only think about your games? Jeaze, you really are shallow. I'm naked, hello...!" Mello's voice was condescending, and he opened his arms, showing off the fact that he's completely naked, aside from the necklace.
"See, I'm naked, no socks, no pants, no underwear, no shirt. Naked. Just skin, and hair-and other stuff..." He sighed, "but, if you'd rather have your games, fine!" He picked up the psp and threw it at him.
Matt flushed, catching the PSP just in time to save it from its floor shattering fate and holding it near, as if afraid Mello would attempt to throw it again.
"Do you have any idea how much that costs! If you broke it-I swear…You would so be paying for another one!" He huffed, placing it on his wardrobe and crossing his arms in a sulky manner, sending Mello a glare. Well, as much of a glare which he could muster, only on behalf of his video games. Though he only ended up looking as menacing as a spoon.
"Yes-You're naked. Why are you naked? Did you forget to put your clothes on? Is that it?" Matt asked, trying to rationalize the situation. "Of all places-Why did you come here naked?" He asked in disbelief, "Naked, playing my PSP-And I will never be able to look at my PSP the same, thanks to you-Naked Mc-No Pants!"
Yes, it was a childish insult, but it was better than regarding his darkening cheeks, his resentfully responding groin, and it was definitely better than turning into a stuttering, embarrassed teenage girl.
Mello glared at Matt. "I get it." He said, sadly and angrily. "You'd prefer to play with your video games than me!" He turned to the bed and leaned over it, retrieving his clothes from the other side. Glaring at Matt, he started to get dressed. "Fuck it. It doesn't matter." He said, pulling his underwear and trousers on. "See if I ever try fucking [i]seduction[/i] again." He muttered, pulling his shirt over his head. He walked passed Matt and glared at him. "Have fun with your fucking games." Then he walked out the door.
"Wait-"
Matt snapped out of his more than embarrassed gaze and jogged after Mello, grabbing the male by the arm and ignoring any protest as he tugged him back into the room.
"One-You forgot your shoes," Matt pointed out, "And two…You were trying to seduce me?" He cried in confusion, "That doesn't make sense-I'm a guy-I'm me…And you're you-You are not into guys!" He insisted, obviously confused beyond words as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Exactly what made you do this?"
"One," Mello started, mocking Matt, "I don't need shoes, two, Yeah, I was trying to seduce you. Three, yes I [i]am[/i] into guys, and four, plain boredom!" Mello grabbed his shoes and started putting his socks on. "I was being obvious, because being not obvious wasn't working! So I figured, why not try something new, and you're more concerned about your fucking game! I surpassed your level, by the way. I managed to beet the random fish thing...Monstro I think it was called." He finished putting his shoes on and walked up to Matt. "Now can I leave, or do you want to embarrass me even more? I'll leave you to your games!"
"You've been trying to seduce me for longer than just now?" Matt spoke, his head inclining to the side in confusion. This was all too much. There was no way Mello could be interested in him. There were far too many things wrong with that theory.
"You cannot be serious-There is no way you're into me-Even if you are into guys-Why me?" He asked in disbelief, clearly not about to let Mello leave the room until he'd gotten this through his head, and this wasn't about to happen too soon.
"You are [i]blind[/i]!" Mello exclaimed, "Fuck, even [i]Near[/i] has noticed. Want me to list it for you? If you put your hand on my shoulder, what happens, nothing! You get my attention, I look at you. Anyone else would end up with a fucking broken wrist! You wake me up in the morning, and I yell at you –yeah, but I don't knock you out and go back to sleep! Or how about the fact that I fucking stare at you every opportunity? Yeah- I'm into you. I've been trying to show you for two fucking years! I've been into you since I was [i]twelve[/i]! And so what do I do? I get sick of being subtle, I make a bold gesture, and you care more for your fucking games!" Mello was yelling, loudly, mostly to cover up the tears that were threatening to fall.
"You're my best friend- fuck, you're my only friend. I thought that might spark suspicion. But no, you're fucking blind." He was shaking now, but he wasn't sure if it was from anger or hurt. Anger was good- it was familiar. Mello decided to stick with anger. "Now if you don't mind, I think I've made enough of a fool of myself." He headed for the door, intent on getting back to his room to think things through and sulk.
"Wait," Matt insisted, quickly bringing himself against the door, leaning against it so the other couldn't get out. He bit his lip uncertainly, not sure how to approach the matter. It was true, he hadn't noticed. In fact, he'd just thought of it as something that was normal. He figured it was just because he and Mello were friends that Mello hadn't killed him for anything yet.
"You're not leaving-Hit me if you want, but I'm not moving," He insisted firmly, half expecting Mello to follow his advice and hit him.
"I'm sorry-I just figured we were friends…And that's why-But-How did you expect me to react to finding you naked on my bed?" Matt groaned, "For Christs sake-I figured you of all people knew I was lying whenever I said I'd been dating someone. I wouldn't know how to react if someone asked me on a date, so finding you naked wasn't exactly the easiest thing to respond too," He groaned.
"I don't know what to do-Mello. I don't know what you expect me to do."
Mello sighed, "I don't know, Matt." He said, "I just didn't know what else to do. If I told you, you'd probably have laughed in my face, thinking it was a joke. Hell, I thought you would've laughed in my face for this. I just didn't expect you to place your fucking [i]video games[/i] as more important than me." He shook his head, "Just let me go Matt. I've made enough of a fool of myself already." He said tiredly.
"No-I'm not letting you leave this room until we sort it out, alright," Matt insisted, holding himself firm against the door, "Cause if you leave now, I'm going to lose my only friend-You haven't even given me a chance," He groaned.
"Mello-I don't know what you expected me to do," Matt sighed, "How did you expect me to react? But be all calm about it and accept it?" He mumbled, "Because I don't know how many people you've found naked on your bed, but this is my first, and I'm definitely not used to it," He said with a sigh.
"You want me to tell you instead? Maybe get on one knee and write you a poem?" Mello's words were laced with sarcasm. "It's fine, Matt. Just let me go." He sounded defeated, depressed and alone. He looked down at Matt and sighed, "Really- I was an idiot for putting myself out there- and as for your reaction. I didn't know how you'd react-I just didn't expect you to care more for your fucking games."
"I don't know how to react! Why do you think I spend all my time playing games? I don't know how to react to people!" Matt cried, "I barely know how I became friends with you. Probably because we're both as socially repressed as each other," He mumbled. "I was trying to distract myself from having to respond to something I didn't understand," He mumbled, "And no matter how I reacted, I would have messed up," He muttered. Biting into his lower lip, he sighed, "I can just see myself getting maimed for this.."
Without another word, he grasped the front of Mello's shirt, bringing him forward and bringing their lips together in an inexperienced manner, his eyes closing themselves tightly.
Mello kissed Matt back before pulling away, laughing slightly at the expression he was awarded with, he shook his head. "You should see the look on your face." He said with a smirk. The smirk faded into a small smile as he shook his head. "You don't have to do that." He said, "I was being stupid, just forget it ever happened."
Glancing at the other, he heaved a frustrated sigh. "I really hate you-You can't just get worked up like that, then pretend it doesn't bother you. I wanted to at least try, but if you're going to act like it doesn't matter, maybe I shouldn't have bothered," Matt muttered, shifting from the door and scooping up his PSP, slumping on the bed and starting it up, refusing to look at the other.
"Matt..." Mello sighed and sat on the other end of the bed, not saying anything else- refusing to compete with the video games for Matt's attention. So instead, he waited, thinking of what to do now. What was going to happen between the two of them. He just stayed sat on the end of the bed, leaning against the pole. One leg was on the bed, his knee bent and his chin resting on it.
"Are you going to go?" Matt mumbled, "I mean, you seemed so interested in leaving before," He muttered, his tone resentful. This was what happened when he tried to react to social actions. He messed up. And once he messed up, he buried himself back into the world of bleeping sounds and blinking light. Anything to feel less of a fool.
"Why?" Mello asked, not happy about Matt's continuance with the games. Those stupid games. "You're right, I can't just pretend it doesn't matter." He sighed, the games annoying him even more. "Matt, can you put the fucking games down for a minute and [i]talk[/i] to me?" He didn't move his body, just sat staring at Matt, he had to get this sorted out- they had to talk about this.
Grimacing the further the conversation moved on, Matt finally heaved an irritated sigh, throwing the PSP to the corner in an annoyed manner, luckily not breaking the console, but clearly not caring either way. "You know why I didn't want to put that down? Because for once, I'm annoyed-And if I don't have that to distract me, then I actually have to realise I have stupid emotions, that make me more stupid than usual," He huffed.
"And when I don't have that to concentrate, I lose my friends-Why do you think you're my only friend? Because you didn't give a damn about my gaming problem. But fine-Let's talk. Why don't we have a conversation which will end up with me screwing up another relationship and ending up on my own, because it seems that's the only way I can be without making an idiot of myself!" He cried.
"I didn't do anything and you got angry. I did something, and you brushed it off like it was nothing. It wasn't fucking nothing, Mello-That was my first damn kiss and I gave it to you-God, you can be such a prick!" He shouted. Sure, he was swearing, but apparently the situation had called for it, and he seemed to have no intention of calming down any time soon.
Mello closed his eyes for a second, allowing Matt to get annoyed. He uncurled himself and moved closer to Matt, pulling him into a hug. "I'm sorry." He said, kissing Matt's forehead. "I don't want you to feel obliged to do anything. I was being stupid, I shouldn't've told you in such a way and expected everything to go right..." He smirked, "Now don't get used to this, I don't apologize often." His fingers were playing with Matt's hair, stroking his fingers through it. He moved himself so that he could lean over Matt and kiss him softly, a kind, gentle kiss, filled with promises and apologies.
Sighing softly, Matt managed to relax, leaning comfortably against the other shifting when Mello moved and started a kiss between him. With his nerves dying down, Matt pressed back into the kiss uncertainly, bringing an arm out to support himself, breaking the kiss only to catch more air, and curling up against Mello, his eyes closed. "I'm sorry.." He mumbled, "I hate getting angry..I just didn't know what else to do.."
Mello laughed, "You're not all that good at getting mad. You don't swear nearly as much as you should." He said softly, amused, "Best let me do the getting angry thing." His arms were still around Matt and he held him close, placing his head against Matt's and taking in his scent. "So what do you want to happen now?" He asked. "Should I get back on your bed naked playing video games?" He joked with a laugh.
"You are much better at it," Matt murmured distractedly, comfortable as he was, not seeming to find the effort to move, not that it was a bad thing. "You act so scary, Mello.." He mused, "But you're really cumfy and cuddly," He mumbled. "Although, grumpy Mello is sexy.." He grinned, deciding he just wasn't going to budge, and if Mello wanted him to move, he'd have to move him himself.
"Oh, so you're into [i]angry[/i] sex?" Mello asked with a slight teasing tone. He leaned over and kissed Matt again, pulling away slightly to smile. "I like doing that." He said, "Better in real life than what I imagined." He laughed softly. "And I'm not all that cuddly..." he said with a pout, "I just don't wanna let go of you so you can go back to your games." He pointed out. "I don't feel like sharing you with them right now." He kissed him briefly again and pulled back with a smile.
"I just can't take you seriously when you get all angry. You think you're scary, but it's incredibly sexy," Matt laughed, prodding Mello playfully in the side. "Aw, I can't ignore you when you're so cuddly," Matt mumbled against the other, not bothering to move, he was far too comfortable.
Mello smiled softly, holding Matt closer. "Don't get used to it. I'm not all that cuddly usually." He pointed out, "You just looked like you needed it. He sighed. "Where does this leave us?" he asked, "I mean, I'd say 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours', but I've already done that." He laughed, trying to cover up the embarrassment of earlier.
"Yeah, that would really have no point, seeing as I've seen pretty much every inch of you," Matt grinned, "Thanks for the whole tour of your body-Just means I have leverage over you. You haven't seen anything," He grinned. "Mm, I'll get used to it as much as I like, you'll have a hard time stopping me from snuggling you after you let me know how cuddly you are, secretly," He laughed.
Mello scowled, "Nope. From now on, you'll have to do something nice for me before I let you snuggle." He decided loudly, not letting go of Matt. "I'll see you naked, even if I have to stalk you in the shower." He told him, "Can't let you have one up over me." He sighed and lay down, pulling Matt with him, not letting him go. Something Matt had said earlier struck him. "You honestly didn't believe I'm interested in you?" He asked quietly, slightly offended about that.
Resting beside Mello, snuggling against his side like a cuddly house pet, Matt laughed a little, "You stalker," He grinned, imagining Mello attempting to stalk him through the halls, and mentally reminding himself to lock the shower door behind him from now on. The male inclined his head after a moment and shook his head, "I didn't think you'd be interested in me...I mean...I'm not exactly the most amazing person here-I figured if you were into guys, it would be one of the other students," He spoke in a dismissive manner.
Mello adjusted their positions so that Matt was lay on the bed on his back, with Mello above him, holding Matt's arms above his head by the wrists. His knees were on either side of Matt's waste –straddling him. Leaning forward, Mello kissed Matt deeply, almost desperately. Pulling back, he looked deeply into Matt's eyes.
"Listen to me, and you listen to me good. There has [i]never[/i] been anyone like you in my life. Nobody has made me even look twice at them before you. You're smart, but not obnoxious about it. You actually [i]care[/i], not many people here do. And fuck, you're hot. I can't count the amount of times I've been close to just stripping you and doing you on the spot." He leaned down and kissed Matt passionately.
"So don't you ever doubt yourself. Not ever. In my eyes, you are the most perfect person here. The only one for me."
Turning red, Matt glanced away, not certain he could keep gaze with Mello at the moment. "Weirdo," He mumbled, offering a short smile, "You've been on too much chocolate," He laughed, ruffling Mello's hair and finally returning his eyes to the other. "All the same...Thanks," He murmured, catching a short kiss from the other, "Nice to know you think so," He chuckled, "I might even consider completing the 'you show me yours' thing..Might," He grinned, leaning back against the bed in a lazy manner.
"So, exactly how long did you have to wait in here?" He laughed, a curious tone taking his features, mostly just so he could tease Mello for the preparation put into the situation. Especially considering he'd gotten past the next world in the game, it had to be awhile.
"Uh... four and a half hours. You wouldn't believe how cold I got..." Mello admitted, rolling off the other to lye next to him. "Thought you'd be here, so I had a whole excuse to make you leave ready, then I found you weren't even here and I didn't need it." He said with a laugh. At first, I thought you'd gone to the bathroom, but after half an hour, I figured you hadn't. Where were you?" He asked, "There isn't someone else, is there?" He teased, smiling at the other.
"Nope. I was in class. Stupid catch up lessons..." Matt complained, leaning against Mello's side. "Apparently I was falling behind," He huffed, "It's only because they made me stop bringing my PSP into class. If I had that, I'd do my work better," He complained under his breath. Laughing a little, "You were here the whole time? Wow...Commitment," He laughed, "Guess you deserve something for your efforts.." He mused, leaning over Mello and catching the males lips in a soft kiss.
Mello leaned closer to Matt, moaning softly into the kiss. "Oh yeah?" he said against the other's lips. "And what will be my prize?" He muttered, before kissing Matt again, encircling his arms around the other's neck and pulling him closer, deepening the kiss by licking Matt's lower lip, asking for entrance. "Open your mouth." He ordered.
"So bossy," Matt laughed quietly, leaning into the kiss and parting his lips obediently, bringing one hand up to entangle amongst Mello's hair, his eyes closing themselves. Shifting himself, on the mattress, he brought one knee to nudge innocently in between Mello's legs, attempting to appear as though he was doing it on accident, though it was obviously not, Matt had never done well at acting.
Mello had thrust his tongue into Matt's mouth, so the gasp was hidden within their mouths when Matt kneed him gently. He leaned closer to Matt, placing his hands on his chest as he concentrated on their mouths. His eyes were shut, having done so on their own, so he opened them, wanting to see Matt. He could guess what his 'prize' would be.
Breaking the kiss, Matt took a moment to regain his breath, slumping against the mattress, "Exactly how many people have you been with-That was too good to be a fluke," He pointed out, tracing his fingers down Mello's jawline, stopping as he brought them to the hem of Mello's shirt, "You know..It was kind of a waste of time putting this on.."
Mello smirked, "I've only been with one person before, and that was kinda- forced..." he grimaced, "I'd rather not think of that." He said, "And as for the clothes, if you feel they're in the way, you're quite welcome to take them off." He said with a smirk before leaning down and kissing Matt. Pulling back he grinned, "I love kissing you..." He muttered before leaning down and kissing him once again, thrusting his tongue in almost immediately, tasting the other's mouth, teasing his tongue.
Matt laughed lightly, "Then I will," He murmured, cut off by the next kiss, unable to prevent the quiet moans, "You make it sort of hard to deal with the clothing issue," He mumbled against the kiss, breaking it to bring Mello's shirt off over his head, reconnecting their lips almost automatically after he'd dropped it on the floor.
Mello couldn't help the small shiver of anticipation that ran down his spine as he felt the shirt leave his body. He didn't have long to dwell on that fact however, as Matt was kissing him again. He smiled into the kiss, puling back only the barest length necessary to talk, "Now you got me all excited, I hope you're not gonna stop at the shirt." He said before leaning down and kissing Matt once more, moving his hips slightly as to press his steadily growing erection against Matt's side, as if to prove that it was there.
Laughing under his breath, Matt shifted and soon began ridding them of the remaining of their clothing, hesitating with his own before disregarding it, and removing Mello's pants, deciding his own clothing would stay on for the moment, distracting Mello with his lips while his fingers brushed down the others shaft.
Mello moaned into the kiss, surprised that the other was actually doing this. He tried to concentrate on Matt's lips, but the other boy's hand was distracting him enough for his movements to become sloppy. He pulled away to rest his head on Matt's shoulder. He moved his head to an angle so that he could kiss Matt's neck, sucking at it gently. "Don't do anything you don't want to." He managed to say, "don't want to pressure you into – it."
Matt nodded sheepishly, continuing the movements with his hand. Now, there was one thing he was thankful at the moment, and it was that he hadn't discarded his clothing, because at that moment their moment was interrupted by the door being carelessly opened. "Matt?" Near murmured blankly, his eyes glancing between the two for a moment, "This doesn't look like much studying.." He murmured, Matt groaning as he remembered the other had been coming over to drop off more of his work, and he quickly shifted to the side, jerking his hand back and turning beet red, "Uh..It's nothing..Really," He insisted, looking flushed as Near glanced between them blankly.
Flustered, Mello scrambled to find something to hide himself with and ended up falling off the side of the bed furthest from the wall. That was good enough, he supposed, at least he was out of line of sight. His erection was all but gone now, and he lay on the floor panting. "Shit." He whispered, bringing his head up a few centimetres to drop it back down so that it painfully collided with the floor. "Get rid of him." He hissed to Matt.
Matt was torn between complete and utter embarrassment, and laughing at the other, so it was no surprise his voice came out as some sort of a squeak. "Now..Isn't really a good time-You can just leave the work here," He spoke, Near obediently sticking the papers on the desk in the corner, "You don't need any help?" Near asked in a thoughtless voice, "No-Nope. I'm fine! I'll talk with you later, thank you-bye," Matt insisted, ushering the other to the door and shutting the door, before sliding to the floor and falling into a bout of hysterics.
"Fuck, it's not funny!" Mello exclaimed, emerging from behind the bed, his face crimson. "Oh god...Mello...Near saw us doing that...[i]Near[/i] fuck..." He leaned against the wall to bash the back of his head against it. He was still naked- save for the dogtags around his throat. "Now I am so not in the mood." He muttered. "Damn it..."
"I-I'm sorry-I can't-..Your face!" Matt burst out laughing, curling over as his laughter slowly subsided and he found the strength to lift himself back onto the bed. "God-You're just giving everyone an eyefull today," He grinned, "If it makes you feel better, at least your sexy-He won't be able to say anything about that..Although.." He paused, prodding the others side, "That chocolate might just be starting to give you a little pudge," He teased.
"Shut up." Mello grumbled, pulling his legs up to his chest. "I don't mind you seeing me naked. Hell, that's a fucking turn on. But him..." He grimaced, "I feel sick." He sighed, resting his head on his knees as his arms encircled his legs. His face was still a bright crimson. "Fuck..."He muttered again. "And I was having such a nice time too..."
Matt smiled lightly, "Don't worry-It's not the only time we could do..That sort of thing," He murmured into his pillow, curling up and getting slightly comfortable. "I'm willing to try another time, though, we'll have to remember to lock the door next time," He chuckled, "And you might want to get dressed before someone sees you," He added, "Someone other than me or Near," He grinned.
"Right now, I'm concentrating on trying to melt into the floor..." Mello said, but stood up none the less, accidently flashing Matt full frontal. Not that he really cared how much Matt saw. He'd seen all of him already. He sighed and grabbed his clothes, getting dressed. "Sorry." He muttered, "Should've probably locked the door or something..." He didn't look at Matt as he got dressed, suddenly quite embarrassed. He made sure he didn't forget to put his socks and shoes on.
"Don't apologise," Matt smiled, leaning from the bed and tugging Mello back onto the bed before he could put on his last shoe, wrapping his arms around the other male and pressing a kiss to his lips briefly, "Wasn't your fault, don't stress over it, I doubt Near will say anything-He's probably too embarrassed," Though, Matt couldn't really picture the white haired boy embarrassed.
"Pfft. Near, embarrassed, as if." He shook his head, "No, it seems that I'm the only one embarrassed here... you're too busy laughing, at my expense, might I add." He sighed and relaxed against Matt. "Though I think he'll learn to knock now." He added with a bit of humour. "You should probably do some school work..." he muttered with a small grin. "Wouldn't want you falling behind..."
"I'm sorry-Your face was amusing though," Matt chuckled, pausing and pouting, "You can't make me study-If you care about me, you wouldn't make me do something that could potentially kill me," He huffed, clinging to the male, "I won't do it-I want to live!" He cried dramatically, burying his face into Mello's shoulder, mumbling against it all sorts of complaints, though they seemed to only come out as muffles.
Mello laughed, "You wouldn't want to fall too far behind now, would you?" He asked, "C'mon, it's [i]because[/i] I care about you that I want you to study...oh who am I kidding? Studding's the most boring thing on the planet." He smiled at Matt and kissed him gently. "Let's go get some chocolate..." he said.
"Exactly, studying is terrible. I'm already third best, and I'm not exactly going to beat you or Near, so I don't see reason to study any more," Matt murmured lazily, bringing himself to his feet, "Fine-I could do with a drink anyway," He mused, taking them both from the room, almost too embarrassed to glance at Near as they passed the male playing with his puzzles, though apparently they were forced to take notice when he glanced at them wearily, "What were you two doing?" He asked curiously from his position on the floor, "You aren't meant to do that, are you?" He questioned blankly, "Uh-We were just studying. Nothing to worry about," Matt responded with a weak smile.
Mello flushed a deep red and placed his head on the back of Matt's shoulders, between the blades. "Kill me." He muttered, "Kill me now. I [i]do not[/i] want to be the one to have to explain this to him!" He kept his face hidden from Near, not wanting him to see how red it was. Near obviously knew he was there, but that didn't mean he had to show his face.
Matt smiled weakly, "We've got to go and-" "Would you do that with me?" Near questioned, inclining his head. If he hadn't been red before, he certainly was now, his cheeks were a dark red, and he was having trouble thinking of something to say to that. Near had definitely not just asked to be in that situation with him. He obviously didn't understand what it was. "W-We have to go now-Bye!" Matt squeaked out, dragging Mello in the direction of the exit, steadying his breathing.
Now it was Mello's turn to laugh. As soon as they were far enough away from Near, he started laughing so hard he had to bend over. "You should see the look on your face." If he had thought that there was even a remote chance of Matt sleeping with Near, he would've been angry, but Near was just a kid, only about twelve. What did he know about sex?
Mello calmed down a little and looked at Matt. He wanted to hold him, yeah, he was a cuddler, but they were in public, and it probably wasn't a good idea to hug right now.
"That is not funny. Near just asked me to have sex with him-He can't possibly know what sex even is," Matt complained, looking flushed and embarrassed, stubbornly crossing his arms, "That was terrible-I hope he doesn't walk in on us again-I'll feel like I'm ruining his innocence or something.." He pouted.
"Well-C'mon..Chocolate," He reminded the other finally, heading off toward the store, shaking Near's declaration out of his thoughts.
Mello was still laughing as he walked, shaking his head, he caught up to Matt. "Like Near actually [i]has[/i] innocence." He said, "Just so long as you don't actually have sex with him, what's the worst that could happen? He keeps asking? Or maybe he'll look it up and then realize what a fool he's made of himself...And anyway, even if he does know what it is, and that he wants it from you, he's not getting you. You're mine." As he spoke, he clapped Matt on the shoulder. "He should understand that, at least. I beat him to you." And Mello was very happy with that fact. "But next time, we should lock the door."
"I wouldn't have sex with him," Matt huffed insistently, "And even if he did know what it was and ask me again, the answer would still be-..Me running away," He laughed, nudging into Mello's side, "I'm yours, huh?" He mused, quirking a brow, "I don't remember handing over ownership, but I can't say I'm complaining," He hummed quietly, leading them into the store, tearing himself past the advertisements of a new game, the male found himself some soda, waiting for Mello to find his chocolate.
Mello found him a moment later and gestured to the bag that he was carrying. He was ready to go back now. Once they were out of the shop, Mello dug into his bag and pulled out the chocolate. He then handed the bag wordlessly to Matt.
Inside, he knew there was a game that Matt had been saving up for for a while, and so had he. He'd just been better at it, and started saving a long time before the game was even announced to be released. Yep, he'd been saving a percentage of his pocketmoney for almost a year to get this for Matt. He'd intended to give it to him for his birthday, but that was only a few days away so..
"Happy birthday for next week. I can't be bothered wrapping it. Open it whenever, s'up to you, but I'm not getting you anything else for your birthday." He told him.
Matt glanced at the other with a raised brow, almost confused for a moment, as if he hadn't remembered his birthday was coming. "Uh-You didn't have to get me anything," He said quickly, as they headed back. "Is this the type of thing I want to see in public-Remembering, I might have to kiss you for it," He laughed quietly looking between the bag and Mello in a questionable manner.
Mello shrugged, trying to make this seem like it was no big deal. He had to start saving up for Christmas now... "Dunno. Depends how comfortable you are kissing in public. Bearing in mind that Near might pop up at the most inappropriate time..." He said, smiling a little. "It's not a big deal." He told him, pointing to the bag.
"Well-..Regardless of the 'Near' issue, I might have to," Matt laughed, glancing into the bag after a moment and pausing, "No..way..-You didn't have to buy this," He insisted, though it was clear he was torn between controlling himself, or smothering the other in a kiss. Fortunately, he chose the latter, wrapping his arms around Mello's shoulders and catching the males lips in a kiss. "This is way too great-You are amazing, you know that? Sexy-Cuddly-The nicest guy ever, then you go and buy this.." He said in disbelief, "I honestly don't see how you pretend to be mean to others when you're this great," He laughed, "Now I need to plan something for your birthday," He mused.
Mello laughed as he turned his head away, slightly uncomfortable with receiving this in public. "I'm an ass." He said with a snort, "You're the only one I'm not an ass to." He pushed Matt away gently. "We can do that in private..." He muttered, "Now stop acting like a girl, and let's get moving." He headed back towards the house, silently happy that Matt was happy with his gift.
Matt grinned, "Fine, fine," He smiled, "Get used to it though," He murmured, "It's your own fault if you're going to be so nice to me," He added as if in an accusation, slipping back to the room, glad to find Near wasn't in the entrance hall still, wondering if the male was busy taking advantage of Googles infinite knowledge and finding out exactly what he'd asked to do with Matt.
Mello slipped into Matt's room behind him and closed-and locked- the door. He leaned against it and looked at Matt, smiling a little. "I'll stop being nice if you want." He told him, "I mean, I manage to be a complete dick to others, with a little effort, I could do the same to you if you like. Though, I don't see why not. But then, you've already told me you find angry sex kinky..."
"Hey-I never said that," Matt laughed, shoving Mello lightly, "Just because I find you sexy grumpy, doesn't mean I want-..Although, it would be interesting," He laughed, "Joking," He added, placing the game aside and stretching out on the bed comfortably, snuggling against the pillow. "You best be over here letting me cuddle you before I start an affair on you with the pillow," He added with a laugh.
Mello pulled a face at that. "Nice mental images. Thanks, Matt." He muttered, but joined Matt on the bed anyway. He lay down next to the other and snuggled up to him, "So you like the game then?" he asked, "I wasn't sure if I'd picked the right one... But it seemed your type." He shrugged, not really knowing if it was the exact one that Matt had wanted, but knowing that the boy had mentioned it a few times.
"Of course I like it, even though you didn't really need to get it," Matt reminded him, shifting enough to get comfortable at the others side, leaning up and kissing Mello briefly, "You're really way too nice to be as evil as you pretend to be," He hummed, "..That made more sense in my head," He added with a quiet chuckle.
Laughing slightly, Mello shook his head. "How'd you know I'm not just being nice to get down your pants?" He joked, kissing Matt again. He pulled back and shook his head. "Though I'd rather not have Near walk in on us again..." His face was still red about that. He sighed as he relaxed against the bed. "So what subject did you need to do catch up in?"
"Because, you wouldn't be nice for that. You'd demand it," Matt snorted, "And personally, I'd rather not either-Not after he asked me to partake in it with him..Nope. Locked doors it will be from now," He insisted in a firm tone, "There is no way that he is seeing any part of me naked-You've already been exposed, but me, no way," He huffed, crossing his arms and inclining his head, "Nothing really. They were just getting moody because I'd stopped doing the non-credit tests in protest to them banning my PSP," He murmured.
Mello laughed and sat up. "So what're you going to do about the whole 'Near' situation? Is it possible that the kid knows what he's asking for? I wouldn't be surprised if he's got a crush on you. Hell –I did when I was his age..." He shook his head again, "He's too young for you anyway-right?" For some reason, Mello was getting insecure.
Near had beaten him in everything else, so why not with Matt too? Mello was sure that if Near wanted Matt, he could get him. Mello wasn't going to let that happen. He would make Matt fall in love with him, and stay in love with him, he would beat Near at this!
A small portion of his brain said that that was a terrible reason to try and gain someone's love, but another part of him had argued that he'd always wanted that love.
Still, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty- not that that changed his mind.
Matt laughed, "Even if he was your age, it wouldn't happen," He pointed out, "He's too different from me, we have nothing in common, and we rarely even talk, and when we do it's about school work," He shrugged simply, "And when you were that age, I was a year younger-It's not as strange as Near having a crush on me when I'm much older than him," He snorted, "Besides, you really think I'd leave you to be with him-Or anyone? I'm not that sort of person.."
Mello shrugged, "You never know. You'll find someone better one day." He kept his voice light, hiding the real fear behind his words, covering them with cockiness. It wouldn't do for Matt to find out his insecurities. "Doesn't matter right now. Let's go tease the hell out of Near, see if we can't get him to act more [i]human[/i] for once..." Oh how he loved to annoy Near.
"Don't be like that-It's as if you want me gone already," Matt huffed, sitting himself up and flashing a grin, "Sounds like fun-But I'm not touching him.." He added in a cautious manner, "He might eat me or something.." He whined, getting to his feet and ruffling up his hair in a bored manner then glancing at Mello expectantly, "Well, let's go."
Mello grinned and pulled Matt to him, kissing him deeply before heading to the door. "Where would he be?" he asked, grinning to himself as he thought of something he could do to really annoy Near. He was [i]not[/i] going to loose to this boy.
Matt laughed quietly, "He's usually in the entrance hall doing puzzles, or in his room," He shrugged, "He doesn't really socialize," He pointed out, not that any of them really did. "C'mon," He hummed lazily, thrusting his PSP into his pocket in passing, just in case it became a clash of egos. It wasn't a secret Mello was competitive against Near. Heading out to the entrance hall, he wasn't surprised to see Near in the same place he'd guessed.
Mello, upon seeing Near, pulled Matt closer to him, placing an arm around his shoulder. He leaned in and started talking to him about the weather, hoping that it would make Matt laugh at the absurdity of it. His mouth was about a centimetre from Matt's ear, so it didn't matter how good Near was, he wouldn't be able to hear what was said.
Matt, as thought, did laugh, raising his brow slightly, somewhat confused about their conversation, but otherwise not question the other. Sure, if he was standing to one side, not involved, he would have understood what Mello was doing, and probably been a little irked, but since he was too busy wondering just what Mello was on, he didn't notice. "Hello," Near greeted after a moment, in his blank voice, "I thought you two were busy studying," He murmured, the manner in which he said studying, suggested the other clearly didn't believe that excuse any longer.
Mello shrugged, adjusting his position so he could stand behind Matt, his arms around him and his head resting on his shoulders. "We were. For a while. But we got bored." He placed a gentle kiss on Matt's collar bone. "What're you doing out here?" He asked, lifting his head up again. "How come you're not trying that new puzzle that was installed today?"
It was harder than he thought, being nice to Near. Every inch of him was yelling to attack the boy or yell at him, or something other than act civilised.
Matt rose a brow vaguely, but didn't make to pull away from Mello, somewhat surprised, he hadn't expected Mello to do public displays. He glanced over at Near with a thoughtful expression, watching the male shuffle his puzzle pieces around. "I like this one better," Near answered calmly, blinking curiously, "Mello doesn't usually talk to me. Did you need something?" He asked thoughtfully.
Contrary to belief, Near wasn't in fact stupid. He was the top at every class, and perhaps it had been foolish to think that someone that intelligent didn't know exactly what they were doing in that room. And it was also clear he understood what Mello was doing. In his mind, it was like a dog protecting it's territory, however, amusing as that was, Near won at almost everything, it wasn't surprising he wanted to make sure Mello knew that.
"Matt, would you mind?" Near murmured, pointing at the piece of puzzle near Matt's shoe. The red-head blinked confused before nodding in a knowing manner, "Alright," He smiled, crouching down and picking it up. He should have known something was up when the puzzle piece was barely within his grasp, but Matt hadn't been known for thinking, so the next moment was more than surprising, and definitely left him stunned and frozen.
As soon as he'd reached out to hand over the piece, Near had taken his hand, pulled him forward, and sure enough, they were connected by the lips.
Mello's face turned a deep red from rage. He roughly pulled Matt away from Near and glared at the younger boy. "What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" He yelled, "Get your fucking hands off him!" He continued to yell profanities at Near, making sure that he kicked the puzzle over. He reached down and picked Near up by the scruff of his neck, pushing him harshly into the nearest wall. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
Matt, still somewhat startled by Near's actions, soon snapped himself out of it in time to grasp Mello's arm, "Mello-Don't-Shit, you'll get in trouble," He insisted, "He didn't mean it," Matt insisted, trying to tug the other away.
Near could have said anything at that moment, but he had to choose the one thing that would annoy Mello the most. "Yes I did," Near answered clearly. "Could you say anything worse?" Matt cried in frustration, finally getting Mello away from the other and standing between them, "Just stop," He insisted, his hands on Mello's shoulders, "Just let it go.."
Glaring at Near, Mello dropped him, clenching and unclenching his fists by his side. "What, the, fuck, do, you, think, you, were, doing," He asked, trying to calm his anger, "with, my, boyfriend!?"
Oh how he wanted to punch Near then. Just smack the smug little bastard, hit him against the wall until he stopped thinking-stopped breathing. Yes, right now, Mello was feeling the overpowering need to murder someone. But Matt had asked him to drop it. So he would.
"I was kissing him," Near said in a blank manner,
"You are really not helping," Matt insisted through clenched teeth, turning to Mello, "Just calm down, please," He insisted, Near settling himself back down beside his puzzle, "You made a mess," He pointed out to Mello, picking up a few pieces and slotting them back into place. "Mello-C'mon, let's go," Matt murmured insistently, not wanting another near fight to break out.
Mello just turned and stalked off, resisting the urge to kick Near. He walked as fast as he could and didn't stop, even as he left the orphanage and went to one of the trees and kicked it savagely before beginning to beat it with his fists. In his mind, this tree was Near. Near's face. And the blood that was coming off his hands wasn't his blood, it was Near's. "FUCK!" He yelled.
Wincing, Matt made to make an excuse to Near before shaking his head, clearly not ready to speak to the other sensibly. Turning, he jogged out of he room, running around for a moment until finding the other, panting and reaching his side. "Mello-Mello, for gods sake, stop it!" Matt insisted, pulling the male away from the tree, his hands grasping Mello's carefully and groaning, "You need to get to the nurse-..Ugh..Mello, you're an idiot-What if you broke a bone or something?" He sighed.
"It doesn't matter." Mello exclaimed, "I need to work this out or I swear to god it'll be [i]his face[/i] next. How dare he! How dare he the bastard!" He managed to get away from Matt to hit the tree again. He hit it a few more times, each time his punches getting weaker every time until he finally collapsed to his knees, still hitting the defenceless tree. Tears of anger and frustration fell from his eyes, and the blood was now flowing freely. "I hate him, Matt, I really do."
Matt frowned, kneeling down beside the other and stopping him from hitting the tree anymore, shrugging out of his jacket with a sigh, wrapping the material over his skin before wrapping his arms around Mello with a sigh, "Don't get so angry," He sighed, "How many times do I have to say I wouldn't be with him-You don't have to worry that he might take me away from you, cause that wouldn't happen," He murmured, hugging Mello close, "Geez.." He sighed.
Mello adjusted his position so that he could look Matt directly into his eyes. "You have no idea-do you? How much he pissed me off by doing that." He couldn't help the growl that built up in his throat. His hand gave a throb, and he looked down, startled as he saw the amount of blood. He held his hand up as if he'd just realized what he'd done. Flexing the muscles slightly, he hissed in pain.
"C'mon, I've got to get you to a nurse," Matt sighed, placing a hand either side Mello's face and pressing a kiss to the male's forehead. "You are going to get yourself hurt next time," He sighed, catching the others lips for a brief moment before helping him to his feet, making sure not to grasp his hands, "Now enough of the talking, and to the nurse now," He ordered, a weak smile on his lips.
Mello sighed and nodded. Really, the pain in his hands was becoming too much. "Next time, just let me punch the fucker." He said to Matt, pulling his jacket off and handing it to the other. Sighing, he brought his fists up to look at them further, studying the blood as if it was the most interesting thing he'd seen all day.
"You'll get in trouble," Matt tisked, "And if you get in trouble you'll have detention, and miss class, and end up lower than me in intelligence-SO, hitting him is not a good idea," He murmured in a distracted manner, "Now move along, or else," He warned, leading them to the Nurses office. Apparently, she knew of Mello's temper, not surprising, and thus, there wasn't much questions asked. Which was good on Mello's part.
Mello sighed, sat on the chair as the nurse started bandaging his hands. "I tell you, if he touches you again, I don't give a fuck about the consequences, I'll fucking kill him." He meant it. And that scared Mello a little. He grimaced a little as the bandages were tightened. He didn't look at the nurse, instead kept his attention on Matt.
Matt heaved a sigh, he knew about Mello's temper as well. Actually, he couldn't help but wonder if he shouldn't have seen the signs earlier, after all, Mello had given that other student more than a talking too, when his hand had accidentally wandered to Matt. Well-When he said accidentally, he meant with purpose, but still. He didn't ask though, he was embarrassed enough that he hadn't noticed Mello had liked him without pointing out a more than obvious clue.
"There will be no killing anyone," He insisted to the other, as if it were a simple and normal conversation they had on a daily basis. No, it wasn't on a daily basis, but time to time it would occur.
Mello sighed, his shoulders slumped as if defeated. "I just can't stand it." He said, "I mean it, I really will kill him if he touches you like that again. The bastard.." The nurse finished bandaging Mello's hands and he looked down at them, suddenly aware of how stiff his hands were feeling. With a disapproving look at Mello, the Nurse left the two boys alone.
"I'm sorry Matt... but this is the one thing I can't give up to him."
Matt slumped into a seat beside Mello with a sigh. "I'm not a prize, Mello. I never have been. I never will be. I'm nothing like you struggling against Near to be the smartest-That's fine. But acting as though I'm some sort of...Possession-I have a brain! I can make choices!" He huffed, crossing his arms, "And if I have to say it again, I will. And I'm saying that if I was a possession, I'd belong to you-You don't have to compete against anyone to keep me, because they can't just win me off you because I'll tell them to go and fuck themselves," He groaned, ruffling his fingers through his hair.
Mello smiled at Matt. "Sorry." He said, he leaned over and rested his head against Matt's shoulder. He sighed, "I just don't want to loose you to him- to anyone. He was still looking down at his hands, they were shaking now. "Geeze, I really did a number to my fists..."
"You're not going to lose me, alright?" Matt groaned internally, "Quit being so negative-I wouldn't be with you if I didn't want to be," He tisked, "And I definitely don't want to be with Near, so stop competing with him because me and him will never, ever happen," He expressed insistantly, "And no more punching trees either," He added.
Mello smirked at Matt. "You care too much. Punching trees keeps me sane." He told him, "makes me able to forget about Near, or at least makes me able to pretend I'm beating him to a pulp without actually hurting him." He smiled softly at Matt. "Promise you won't leave me for him...?"
"I do not care to much. I care just the right about, if I care too much, I would have hit Near myself," Matt laughed quietly, "You just over react," He pointed out, getting to his feet and stretching his arms, "C'mon, tough guy-Better get you to your room," He murmured, a slight grin at his lips, "And I think we'll take the long way, I'm not going past the entrance hall to have to drag you back to the Nurse."
Mello snorted, "Well...I have that chocolate to look forward to." He smiled softly at Matt. "You could...share it with me...if you want..." He offered, not used to offering his chocolate. He'd never offered his chocolate before, and probably never would-not to anyone else. Matt was different, he was special. Mello would give up chocolate for him.
He moved towards the door, walking in line with Matt.
Matt laughed lightly, "Sure-Why not. Best take advantage of your nice mood before you get all grumpy on me," He grinned, walking Mello up to the others room, taking care not to walk past any area Near might have been in, he was not in the mood to have to drag Mello to his room forcibly. Pushing the door open, Matt took his usual act and slumped onto Mello's bed comfortably, "Now! You will be a good little Mello and be happy, and not grumpy for the rest of the night. Alright?"
Mello just smirked, "Are you going to give me a reason to stay happy?" He asked, walking to his draws and pulling out several bars of chocolate. He threw a couple at Matt before opening one for himself. Taking a bite, his eyes closed as he savoured the taste. Moaning slightly, he took another bite, completely ignoring the fact that Matt was watching him do this. Soon, he had devoured the first bar, and started on the second.
Dimly, he was aware that there was a strange feeling in the back of his head, but he ignored it in favour of continuing eating chocolate.
Matt couldn't help but laugh quietly, "Enjoying that a little much, me thinks," He grinned, rolling onto his back and opening a packet, munching at the chocolate distractedly, feeling a somewhat unfamiliar sensation strike him. He'd had chocolate before, and that was definitely not normal, but it wasn't that bad, so it was technically alright to ignore the feeling and continue.
"I can see why you eat so much of this though," He noted blankly.
The second half of the chocolate bar fell to the ground as Mello looked at it. "I feel strange." He said, still staring at the chocolate. "I think there was something wrong with the chocolate..." As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the chocolate, holding it in his hands and looking at it. He stood that way for about ten minutes before putting it down on the night stand. "Yes. Definitely strange." His words were slightly slurred and he turned to look at Matt, his gaze glassy.
Walking up to the other, he leaned against him and kissed him deeply, forcing his tongue into the other's mouth. After a moment, he pulled back and pushed Matt onto the bed. "Give me a reason to stay happy tonight..." He demanded, fire burning behind his eyes.
Barely startled, Matt dropped the last of his chocolate, bringing his arms around Mello's neck and shoulders, pulling the male back down into a kiss without answering him, feeling a need beyond reason, but clearly he didn't see any means to question it. Breaking the kiss, he glanced up at the other with a grin, "Well if you want me, take me," He groaned in a flirtatious manner which the regular Matt usually didn't have a common grasp on.
Mello leaned closer to Matt, he tried to get their bodies even closer together, to meld them, for them to become one. Breaking the kiss, he moved to work on Matt's neck, sucking and biting as much as he could. He leaned back only long enough to remove Matt's shirt before he was back on the boy.
Moaning, Matt traced his hands down Mello's sides before making sure the male was to be just as clotheless as he and pulled the shirt off and over his head, tossing it onto the floor and connecting their lips again, grinding his hips up against Mello's feeling as though suddenly all the years lacking sex had created a build up inside of him. That was definitely not normal chocolate.
Moaning, Mello reached to touch every part of Matt, his face, his chest-paying special heed to his nipples- his stomach. Feather light touches caressed Matt's body going lower and lower until he reached the hem of his pants. Kissing Matt deeply, he thrust his hands down into Matt's trousers, grasping for his member.
Breathing becoming heavy, Matt arched his body off the mattress at the slightest touches so it caught his attention more so when the hand shifted to a more sensitive area, and he groaned, bringing his fingers tightly into Mello's shoulders, loosening his hold shortly after, bringing Mello back down into a deep kiss to occupy his lips, his tongue slipping into the others mouth.
That wasn't right...Mello was supposed to be the dominant one. Not one to be bested, Mello fought with Matt's tongue, wanting to claim dominance. All the while, his hand moving against Matt's member, sliding up and down in, his finger gently massaging the slit. He increased the pressure slightly, wanting to see Matt's reaction.
Moaning against the others lips, Matt arched into the hand, each inch of him practically screaming out for any sexual act whatsoever, feeling the craving from no where in particular. Had he been in his right mind, he would have thought on the matter, but at the moment, he could only concentrate on the hand on his member. "Mello.." He moaned in a somewhat impatient tone.
Grinning, Mello removed his hand. He pulled back slightly to pull Matt's trousers down, freeing his member. Leaning down, he licked the precum from the tip before gently licking the underside. He then took the head into his mouth and began to suck gently, caressing the rest of the shaft with his fingers.
Arching off the bed, Matt brought one hand out, tangling it amongst Mello's hair while the other tightly grasped into the covers on the bed, incoherently groaning under his breath, his eyes closing themselves tightly, only to open once more to glance down at Mello, watching the male, only succeeding in turning himself on even more, just when he'd thought it was impossible.
Mello pulled back a little to grin up at Matt. "I'll make you see stars." He promised, "I'll make you feel so good, that you'll never even think about going to Near. I'll mark you as mine-forever. You're mine, not his." And with that, he leaned up to kiss Matt, keeping his hands moving on the other's member.
Despite the adrenalin running through him, and the amazing amount of sexual attention his body was craving, the words sunk straight into his mind, and before he realized what he was doing, he was pushing Mello off him, setting a cold stare on the other. "Are you serious? We're doing this and you choose now to bring Near back up? And what the hell did I say about refering to me as a possession-I don't belong to anyone, certainly not someone who only wants to own me because Near wants me," He bit out.
"Thats what it is, right? You only want me because he does-You're only doing this to compete with him," He growled.
"What- no!" Mello pushed Matt back down so he was over him again. "That's just an added bonus!" He exclaimed, trying to lean in and kiss Matt again. He reached his hand back to grasp Matt's member again.
"A bonus-Ahh, Mello-Stop!" Matt groaned, pushing Mello's hand aside and shoving the male back with just enough amount of force that he was able to get out from underneath him. "I am not some toy-A competition, a prize-Whatever the hell you think I am! I'm your friend-I was your friend!" He bit out, picking himself off the bed, "At least I can honestly say I couldn't see Near doing this to me-," He muttered resentfully, finding his clothes.
"Matt...I don't think of you like that..." Mello said, frowning, "I'm sorry. Just come back to bed?" He asked hopefully, standing and heading back to Matt. He pulled Matt into his arms and kissed his neck softly. "You know I don't think of you like that..." he purred into his ear, rubbing his crotch against Matt's backside. He moved one of his arms to finger Matt's nipple through his shirt.
"Then why would you say it," Matt mumbled, groaning reluctantly at the contact, "-Mello.." He protested, squirming slightly, "You say anything like that again-I'll seriously just up and find Near," He muttered irritably. He bit down on his tongue, attempting to hold back further comment, it was ridiculous, and what made it worse was Mello's lack of response, sure, he'd apologised, but he was straight back to trying to bed him, and it didn't help that Matt was far too aroused at that point without much prompting.
Mello paused for a second, "And if I ever thought that that sentence was true, I'd kick you out." He muttered before continuing with his ministrations. He reached down with his other hand to fist Matt's member, his own throbbing against Matt's butt. "Now come back to bed." He said, "And no more thoughts of Near. He's not in the lead right now." The words were meant to say that Near wasn't in the front of his mind at the moment, but he realized, belatedly that it could sound wrong, it was probably taken the wrong way. "Not that I meant- nevermind, let's just go to bed." He thrust his hips forward.
He didn't know what it was. Perhaps it was the conversation about Near they'd been having. The fact he'd seen Near more than usual that day. Or simply that the name was on the tip of his tongue. The reason wouldn't matter, but the hand on his member made him moan, and the name most easy to use at the moment was the last one he wanted to say. "Nn..Neeaar-" Matt moaned, arching into the hand, his mind blank for the moment. Yes, just that moment, because by the time he realized the name he'd spoken, it was too late. "Shit-I didn't mean-That was an accident-" He struggled quickly.
Mello pushed Matt away, glaring at him, "OUT!" He yelled, gesturing to the door. He was shaking, from anger, from the effort not to cry, the hurt, the betrayal. "Go to him! Just get the FUCK OUT!" Suffice to say, Mello wasn't in the mood anymore. He refused to look at Matt, still pointing to the door with a shaking hand. "I don't want to see your face right now!"
"Mello-I didn't mean it.." Matt insisted, "For Christs sake, it was an accident," He continued, glancing at the other, "You don't have to be such a prick over it-I mean, hell-I had to deal with your stupid competiveness with Near-I mean, what kind of thing was that to bring up at this time? Don't you think that might have but the name in my head-Whatever," He muttered, finding the last of his clothing and pulling it on. Opening his mouth to say something, Matt just sighed, shaking himself out of it and slipping out of the room, walking down to his own between and collapsing on the bed, "Crap.." He muttered.
As soon as Matt was gone, Mello sat on his bed, shaking from head to toe. Tears leaked out of his eyes as he sat, numb. Finally, he let a sob. That one sob let more go. Soon, he was lay on his bed, pants still undone and his shirt still missing. It didn't matter any more. Nothing mattered anymore. He sobbed into his pillow and clutched it close. This was why he didn't get attached, this is why he hid behind anger.
And now, this was why he hated Near. "FUCKING BASTARD!"
It wasn't until an hour later that the male convinced himself to get up, guilt running through him. So, he hadn't meant to say it, and it had meant nothing. He knew Mello wouldn't think that. As much as the male pretended not to be, he was quite self conscious, and it was probably what made him constantly compete with Near. Picking himself off, he strode off to the store returning with as much chocolate as he could afford, after checking each wrapper was in place. That chocolate had definitely had something wrong with it. Shrugging it off, Matt knocked on Mello's door, struggling with what to say. He'd have to say it fast as well, not give the other a chance to send him away.
"What?" The words from inside weren't angry, or upset. They were dead. Mello was sat on his bed, staring directly ahead and not doing anything. He hadn't bothered to do anything with his clothes, and he really couldn't be bothered to get up. He just sat there-numb.
Pausing, Matt swallowed down his nerves and sighed, "Mello-Please let me explain?" He mumbled, "I didn't mean to get you upset-Or anything. I didn't even mean to say it at all-It was an accident, I swear," He insisted, not making to go in. No, Mello probably needed his space, so he figured, he could technically still give him his space, while being on the other side of the door.
Mello just sighed, "Whatever." He said. He was sick of caring, sick of giving a shit. "Just go have fun with Near." He'd beaten him. He'd gotten everything that Mello had wanted. So now, Mello had given up. It didn't matter anymore. He couldn't work up the energy to get angry, nor upset. So he just sat there, apathetic.
A small portion of his mind wanted to smirk, telling him that he had become just like Near. Uncaring, and unemotional. Maybe now he could get better scores. But what did it matter?
"Mello-I'm serious. I don't want to be with Near, I don't want anything to do with Near!" Matt cried in frustration, "I just want to be with my best friend-My best friend whose the only one I've ever been able to get along with. My best friend I gave my first kiss too. And if you want, I'll announce it in front of the school-My friend who I'm willing to give up my virginity to!" He called through the door, "And dammit, Mello. If you can't see that I love you, then you shouldn't be the second smartest-Because everyone can see it. The way I do anything you tell me to, follow your footsteps like a damn puppy. I'd do anything for you! If need be, I'd kill for you-And I wouldn't regret it."
This sparked something in Mello. Getting up, he buttoned up his trousers before walking to the door. Still shirtless, he opened it and looked at Matt. "What?" He said, this simple word showing no emotion-much like his face. Mello's expression was similar to Near's. Alone.
"You what?" he asked, Matt, looking him directly into his eyes- daring him to lie.
"Don't you get it, Mello?" Matt groaned, "I'm not stupid-I would have noticed you liked me, if I wasn't too busy hiding my crush on you!" He declared. "Ask anyone-I can't believe you didn't see it. All I want is to be with you," He mumbled, "I'm sorry-.." He trailed off, "If you don't believe me, that's your choice. I just thought you ought to know," He murmured, "Here," He added, passing the male the bag, "I didn't know what else to get you."
Mello looked into the bag and put it aside before looking back at Matt. "'Crush'. That's not what you said before." He'd heard those words, right? He wasn't imagining things? In his entire life, Mello had never had anyone tell him that they love him. Never, not even his own parents. It was always 'you can do better' or 'you're not the best yet'. He never got 'I'm proud of you' or 'I love you', nothing of the sort. Encouragement was a form of weakness. "Tell me what you said before." He asked, his voice taking on the slightest waver.
"I-..Oh, for Christs sake, I love you, Mello!" Matt insisted, "I'll say it until you believe it, I swear I will, because it's the only thing real I've got to hold onto, the only thing I know is true, and there's no way in hell I'm giving that sort of thing up." Glancing at his feet, his shoulders slumping, Matt waited, almost in an apprehensive manner for Mello's response.
Mello's face had gone pale, and his hands were shaking again. His mouth was hung agape as he stared at Matt. No- he hadn't imagined it. He wasn't going crazy, but Matt had said that. He'd said those words. Those three words, so small, yet so meaningful. Part of him didn't want to believe it, but then-when had Matt ever lied to him.
Still, he couldn't move, he was shocked. Tears sprung to his eyes, but he didn't want to let them go. Why had those words effected him so?
Glancing up, Matt looked concerned, "Mello-Are you alright? You look pale-" He groaned, bringing his pale to the others forehead, "You don't have a temperature-You should probably sit down," He insisted, clearly not in the know of what had taken Mello so off guard. "C'mon. You can kick me out of your room later if you like, but I'm making sure you're alright first," He sighed, steering the blonde to the bed and sitting him down.
Mello sat down and continued to stare at Matt. Swallowing thickly, he asked the question he needed to. "Why do you love me?" His voice was quiet, hesitant. Almost shy. He didn't understand how anyone possibly could. The only other question he could think to ask was 'are you sure'. Which is something you really shouldn't ask when confessed to.
"What?" Matt asked, quirking a brow as he covered Mello in blankets, just in case the male was getting a cold or something of the sort. "Do I have to list? There are far too many reasons why," He murmured, sitting beside the other on the bed with a thoughtful look. "Well-When I came here, you were the only one to talk to me. Even if it was to be a jerk sometimes, you don't understand what it meant-..You didn't mind that I didn't like being around people, you helped me study, you stuck up for me and didn't even notice you were doing it. You're more than what you pretend to be-More amazing than you think, and the only decent person I've met," Matt trailed off, "How could I not love you?"
The tears fell, and Mello looked away. Love. What was love? The dictionary described love as 'a strong positive emotion of regard and affection'. So Matt felt strongly for him. Mello knew that much, but love-love was more, wasn't it? "I'm sorry." He said, "I don't- I don't understand what love is... I've never even thought about it before..." He admitted. "Nobody's ever said it to me before now..." The last was added quietly. He looked at Matt, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I don't know what you expect from me."
Matt glimpsed the other and winced, "I'm sorry-I didn't mean to make you upset. I keep messing up today," He groaned, kneeling in front of Mello and wiping his eyes carefully. "I don't expect you to do anything-I just wanted you to know how much I care about you, Mello-You're all I have," He murmured, "I'd do anything for you-You know that, at least," He mumbled, wrapping his arms around Mello, and hugging the male close.
"I'm not upset...I don't-I don't know what I'm feeling." Mello said quietly. He was shaking, but he let Matt hold him. Pulling back slightly, he looked Matt in the eyes. "Could you-teach me. Teach me how to love?"
"I don't know-I mean...Love is different to everyone," Matt murmured, "For me-I guess..I just want to make you happy-And see you smile all the time. I want to be able to be of some use to you-I just want to be something to you at all.." He mumbled, "Even if you hated me, I'd still throw my life on the line for you, Mello."
Mello hugged Matt tighter, "Shit, if you're working on getting laid, you're doing a good job." He said, "I don't know what love is, but- I'd do anything to see you smile." Mello told him, pulling back again to kiss Matt. "And I wanna be able to do that." He said after pulling back. A grimace crossed his features, "But if you say [i]his[/i] name, one more time, I reserve the right to beat you. Or at least leave you." He said, "I mean it. As much as I care for you, if you say his name again in a moment of passion, I will [i]not[/i] be happy."
"I didn't mean it-Honestly," Matt insisted earnestly, "And I won't-I don't even know what portion of hell decided to make me say it that time," He spoke resentfully. "I love you too much to risk losing you," He murmured softly, leaning over and kissing Mello, more passion in the kiss than he'd put in before, breaking it after a few seconds to make sure Mello understood he was telling the truth.
Mello blinked at Matt, surprised that the other was so easy to say those words. "Those words come so easily to your lips..." he muttered in German. He was still in awe that somebody would say that to him. Smiling softly, real joy touching his eyes for the first time since he'd watched his parents die, Mello leaned forward to capture Matt's lips in a kiss. Pulling back, his eyes sparkled, "Shall we continue from where we left off?" He asked.
Matt smiled, "I don't see any reason why not," He murmured, leaning forward and catching Mello's lips once more, bringing them back amongst the bed, his fingers brushing down Mello's spine, breaking the kiss and grinning, "God-Am I the luckiest person or what?" He murmured, "To even be this close to you," He noted with a smile.
Mello snorted. "As if." He shook his head, "You're crazy, you know that. Being around me, there's only one thing you're sure to get, and that's a lot of anger." He warned, kissing Matt deeply. He was on top of Matt again, and he grinned down at him. "So...you're a virgin?"
"Ah, but angry Mello is still sexy Mello-And if you get angry at me, I'll just kiss you so you can't say anything at all," Matt decided, grinning despite himself, his cheeks colouring slightly. "Yes-Alright," He huffed, "Don't you dare tease me about it, alright?" He complained.
Mello just grinned, "I wouldn't dare." He uttered in a tone that suggested that he wouldn't mind daring at all. Gently, he started drawing feather light touches down Matt's chest and stomach. "But as a virgin, how do you know what it is you want?" He asked in a condescending voice.
Matt quirked an eyebrow slightly, glancing up at Mello for a moment, "If you question me about things like that, I might just leave you here.." He paused, bringing his hand to trace down Mello's chest and bringing it beneath the front of Mello's pants, brushing over his member, "All alone, with your hand for company," He concluded, stroking his fingers down the others length, "Now do you want me..or not?" He grinned.
Mello moaned and leaned closer to Matt. "Okay, fine, you win..." He kissed the other hotly, passion ruling his movements. Reaching down, he began to remove Matt's clothes, at an antagonizing slow pace. This was going to last as long as it could. "So then, my little uke, what shall we do first?" he asked, using a Japanese term he'd picked up from his lessons. Sure, he wasn't supposed to have learned about that, but never mind.
Uke? Matt didn't like the sound of that. Especially in that tone. It didn't sound like an endearing term. He'd have to look it up later, but for now settled with sticking his tongue out childishly. "You want me to tell you?" He asked, a grin on his lips, "Mello doesn't know what to do?" He purred, amusing himself by tracing his finger over the front of Mello's pants casually.
Mello shivered as he moved into Matt's hand. "Hnngh" He leaned down and kissed Matt passionately. "You love to tease me." He accused. He removed Matt's shirt and started to slowly kiss Matt's chest, paying particular attention to his nipples. His hands started to wander towards the redhead's pants. "And I was asking you what you want me to do- not as if I don't [i]know[/i] what to do." He kissed him again, "But if you'd like me to take the initiative-" He grinned and reached over the side of the bed into the bedside draw. He withdrew his hand and held a bottle of lube in front of Matt. It was chocolate flavoured.
"Mm, yes-I do," Matt grinned, arching his body into Mello, grinding their hips together and glancing up as Mello pulled out the lube, a laugh escaping him. "How did I not expect that-Chocolate Mello? Exactly how many others have you had?" He questioned curiously. The idea making him somewhat jealous, but he chose to shrug it off, leaning up and pulling Mello into a kiss, smiling against his lips.
"Uh..one." Mello admitted, blushing faintly. "Wasn't my idea though." He shrugged, "Nope, this was bought specifically with you in mind." He said with a grin, reaching down and gently brushing his fingers across Matt's crotch, just as he had done to him earlier. "Why are you still wearing pants?" He asked, leaning down to kiss him deeply.
"You brought that because of me-Exactly how did you know I'd be in this situation with you?" Matt mused, smiling and returning his kiss, "You're wearing them too," He accused, bringing his hands down to Mello's hips and unbuckling his own pants, bringing them down and after getting them off the other, he tossed them aside, reconnecting their lips once more.
Mello grinned, "I didn't. But you're the only one I want to be in a situation like this with." He said, watching his trousers fall to the ground. Glancing down, he saw Matt's were undone, but not removed. He let his fingers wander around Matt's thighs, brushing gently through the material there. He then brought his other hand to above the man's member, gently brushing the other's stomach. He leaned forward and kissed him deeply. "Only you." He repeated.
Flushing slightly, Matt leant up, continuing their kiss, breaking it only after a moment, "As much as you deny it, you are definitely too nice.." He murmured, nuzzling against Mello, pressing kisses down his throat, his arms bringing themselves up and around the others shoulders,
"Mnmn" Mello moaned, "Don't tell anyone." He ordered giving a small laugh. He finally brought his hands to touch Matt's engorged member, stroking it softly before pulling his hands away completely. "You need to loose your pants." He said, already working on pulling them off the other's hips. "Completely."