A/N: Sorry that I didn't make this clear in the previous chapters: Mello and Tori share the same room, but they have different beds. Tori sleeps on an air bed. I sleep in the bathtub over there.

Also, today is 13th December, otherwise known as Mello's birthday! There is a chapter in this story that is supposed to be published today, but I have been behind schedule on releasing the installments lately. Sorry, Mello and readers. ; A ;

Also, once you've read this chapter, you'll see that Matt said something about chloride of lime. I have no idea what that actually is, but it just sounded science-y and smart. *idiot* I heard it mentioned in my biology class, and it has something to do with disinfecting. It's probably not used for cleaning raw wounds, so if you ever happen to get shot in the arm and stumble across a bottle of chloride of lime, do not use it, otherwise you might suffer from intense burning or something. But you can use it to wash your non-injured hands. :D But doing it too much makes your skin rough and spazzy, or something. Okay, I'll shut up now. ._.

"Melloooooo."

"Yeah?"

"Wake up…"

"I'm already awake."

Boom. Tori's air bed exploded for no reason.

"WAH!"

Mello sat up, running a hand through his sexy hair. "What the fuck was that?"

"THE AIR BED EXPLODED!"

"…We need to get a new one now."

"TO THE MALL!" Matt suddenly burst into the room, as if he had been there the whole time. "I need new games too. My old ones mysteriously disappeared…"

"They didn't catch on fire, that's for sure!" the teenage girl laughed nervously.

"…What?"

"OKAY, LET'S GO!"

"Mello, I want to take your motorcycle." Tori pointed at the vehicle. "I've never been on one!"

The blond-head stared for a few moments, thinking. "…Nah."

"COME ON, MELLO."

"No," he said firmly. "We're taking Matt's car."

"MELLOOO."

"No."

"To the car!" the ignored gamer announced, skipping ahead.

"If you don't then I will, and I'll crash into something and kill myself." Tori went on.

Mello smirked at her naivety. "It's locked."

"I'll find your keys."

"You don't know where they are."

She reached into his stash of chocolate bars, and pulled out the keys. "Found them."

"Dude, hurry up!" Matt urged. "I can't live without games."

"ASDFIUHWID!" The chocoholic tried to snatch the keys, but failed.

Tori ran outside to the motorcycle, hopping on it. "You gonna drive it or let me crash it?"

"If you crash it, you'll only end up getting yourself hospitalized."

"…Screw you guys. You're both too slow!" the redhead complained, entering his car and driving away by himself.

"Look at that, Matt left!" the girl pointed out. "We have no choice now! WE HAVE TO TAKE IT NOW!"

"Why?"

"Matt left."

Mello raised an eyebrow. "And? We could always walk, or take public transport."

"COME ON, MELLO!"

"…Fine." He sighed and tossed Tori a helmet, while putting on his own before getting on his motorcycle.

"Yay!" She put on her helmet. "Is there a seatbelt?"

"…No."

"Then what do I hold on to?"

Mello let out a snort of amusement. "What do you think?"

"WHAT DO I HOLD ON TO? WHAT DO I DO? MELLO!"

"Use your common sense!"

Tori searched for something to hold on to. "…There's nothing to hold?"

"…Me."

"…Oh." She wrapped her arms around his waist. "GO GOOO! Before I change my mind!"

And so the motorcycle went 'vroom vroom' to the mall.

Tori was trembling with a death grip on Mello, who was taking off his helmet.

"…Why are you shaking?"

"That was scary!"

"…How so?"

"It just was!"

"OMGZ OMGZ, IT'S TOMELLO!" a crowd of crazy fangirls shrieked.

The blond teenager snacked his forehead. "Shit."

"Can't… move…" Tori was still shaking. "Help."

"How?"

"…Carry me?"

Mello quickly picked up Tori bridal-style as the fangirls approached closer and closer.

"RUN, MELLO!"

He obeyed the command and ran, chased by the fans.

"OMGZ WAIT I HAZ TO THROW SHET AT U TO GET UR ATTENTION!"

The male turned around to yell a "Fuck off!".

"OMGZ YUR GETTING CLOSE!" a talking door yelled, then the couple paused by it. "YEY UR HERE!"

Mello had a disbelieving expression. "What the f-?"

"…Just open the door."

"Stop ordering me around," he retorted, but still opening the door anyway. Silly hypocrite.

He put Tori down onto the floor, now that they were safe from the stampede of Tomello fans.

"…Now what? Should we find Matt?" the girl asked.

"Yeah, sure."

Mello headed towards a games store where the gamer would probably be, while Tori walked into a sweets shop.

"OH MY GOD! IT'S THE NEWEST HACKER EVOLUTION COLLETION!" Matt was talking to himself as his best friend approached him. "Holy shit!"

"Hey, Matt."

He ignored him. "Qlione Evolve? Whoa!"

"...Never heard of it."

Meanwhile, Tori walked out of the store with a huge bag of chocolates and entered the games store.

"This is epic. Pure win!" The redhead was still going on and on, grabbing games from the shelves. "I lost my Kirby one too!"

The girl stared. "…What the…"

"SUPER MARIO GALAXY. I LOST THIS ONE TOO!"

"…Havin' fun there, Matt?"

"Damn straight!" He seems to have finally noticed the two, but he didn't look up and continued searching for more games further in the store.

Tori shrugged and pulled out a chocolate bar, waving it in front of Mello's face. His hand automatically reached up to grab it.

"...Uh, Mello?"

"What?" Om nom nom.

"I was about to e- Wait, that's the same kind of chocolate bar you snatched from me the first time we've met!"

"Really?" Mello didn't react, continuing to shove chocolate into his mouth. "Oh."

"…I want it."

"Too late. I ate it."

Matt came back with a gigantic bag, giving off sparks of enthusiasm and excitement. "HEY, GUYS. LOOK, LOOK!"

Tori pulled out another chocolate bar. "What, Matt?"

He took out a game. "It's Need for Speed: Nitro-X!"

"No one cares," Mello scowled.

"I've been dying for this game."

The girl rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Matt."

"I'm going to play this when I get back!" he continued gleefully. "It even has a La-"

The game suddenly hit the floor with a loud smack.

"Tori, that was completely uncalled for!" Matt whined, picking up the game and cuddling it as if it is a small animal.

"I'm leaving you and your awkward moment with your... game…" She shook her head dismissively, walking towards a random store. "Come on, Mello."

Alex the Loser appeared out of nowhere. "Hey… your name?"

"Not again…" the girl sighed. "Why are you always creeping up on me?"

"Your name?"

"Do you have a death wish?" Mello snarled.

"With her? Anytime, girly."

Punch.

"MELLO!" Tori scolded.

"What the hell was that for, girly?" Alex hollered, punching back.

"DON'T PUNCH MELLO!" she yelled, turning onto the other male and pulling out her gun. "Fuck, you're always creeping on me…"

A chorus of screaming erupted from the bystanders. "OMGZ ITZ DAT COUPLE FRUM TEH RESTURANT!11! AHHH!11! 0MGZ I NO! L3TZ SH00T T3H COUPL3 B4CK!1!"

The crowd simultaneously aimed their guns at Tori.

"What the f- HOW DO YU HAVE GUNS? Where's my-" She caught sight of a little kid holding her gun.

The crowd were still aiming at the frozen Tori. Mello whipped out his gun like a skilled secret agent, shooting the crowds' guns, sending them flying off in random directions.

"OMG WHERE DID MAH GUN GO?"

Then there was a loud explosion.

Tori fell onto the ground with a thud. She fumbled with fake blood capsules and bites them open while no one was watching. "…I GOT SHOT! OW OW OW!"

"Tori! Holy sh-" The chocoholic immediately ran to her side, picking her up. "MATT! CAR."

"Hm? What happ-" Matt was still cuddling his games, as if he was entirely oblivious to the uproar.

"CAR. NOW."

"Alright, calm down!" He glanced at the red patch forming on Tori's arm. "…It's just a minor wound."

"I can't feel my arm," the girl reported. "Sort of…"

"HURRY UP!" Mello demanded, agitated.

"Okay, okay! Chill, Romeo!" Matt joked with a mock salute, running to the mall's car park.

"Oh no, there's the sharp pain. Now it's burning. ...Ow."

Within a matter of seconds, the redhead drove the car over. Mello carefully placed Tori in the car and got in as well. "FLOOR IT!"

The girl sat up, reaching up a hand feebly. "Wait, your motorcycle…"

"I DON'T CARE!"

"I'm sorry…?"

"MATT. BANDAGES." Mello continued giving out orders after placing the girl on the couch.

The gamer held up a bottle, lightly swirling the liquid inside. "Ethanol?"

Both Mello and Tori stared at him.

"What? It decreases the risk of infections!"

More staring.

"…Whatever!" he muttered, rummaging through a cupboard.

Ten minutes later.

"…Now what?" Tori questioned while sitting up, her wound neatly bandaged.

A jolt of realization hit Matt. "Wait, did you get a bullet inside you?"

She bit more fake blood capsules, which were hidden in her mouth. "There's blood coming out of m-"

"Shit." Mello swore as the blood dribbled down. "We can't go to the hospital otherwise they would ask questions…"

"Guess I'm gonna die. Anything else you need to say to me, Mello?"

"It's just a graze, dude." The redhead couldn't see why his best friend was so frantic about it.

Tori coughed. "…Shut up, Matt."

"BUT IT COULD LEAD TO AN INFECTIOUS DISEASE!" the leather-panted genius blurted out.

"Yeah, should've put chloride of lime on it or something."

"...SHUT UP, MATT!" she yelled.

"What? I'm trying to help!"

"...Piss off, it's in my arm." Tori lied back down onto the couch.

"It is?"

"…Yeah."

"Then why did you bandage the wound, Mello?"

The blond-head stared back blankly. "I… It was an emergency."

"NO NEED TO UN-BANDAGE THEM!" Tori inputted.

"If we don't, the bullet would still be inside you and new skin would grow over it," Matt objected. "Then shit's gonna happen."

"...I'M GOING TO DIE EVENTUALLY SO SHUT UP!"

He pouted and shrank back dejectedly.

"So yeah, any last words?"

Mello suddenly jumped up without answering the question. "HOSPITAL. NOW!"

The games-addict opened his mouth. "Bu-"

"NO. ANY LAST WORDS?" Tori interrupted.

The blond prodigy picked her up, taking her to Matt's car. "MATT, GET IN."

The redhead shuffled over reluctantly. "But they-"

"Jesus Christ…" The teenage girl sighed in frustration. "No, Matt. NO."

"SHUT UP AND DRIVE!" More commands from Mello.

"MATT, GET OUT." Disagreement from Tori.

"I-" Matt tried to speak.

"NO, STAY. MATT, GET OUT!"

"GET IN!"

"SHUT UP!"

"…I'm very confused now." The gamer took a step back, shaking his head.

"JUST STAY INSIDE!"

"GET YOUR ASS IN AND FLOOR IT."

"SHUT UP. NO, STAY IN!"

"I GIVE UP!" Matt raised his hands in defeat, before walking away.

"FUCK, MATT!" Mello swore, glaring at the retreating figure.

"…Any last words?" Tori pressed on.

"You're still going to the hospital!" He got into the driver's seat.

"NO, COME ON. DO THE LAST WORD-" She sat up, her hand on the back of the front seat. "FUCK. STOP IT. NO!"

The blond-head ignored her and pulled a lever while pushing down a pedal. The car began reversing at an insane speed.

"Shit!" he swore, fiddling with the keys. It's been a while since he last drove a car, apparently. "Looks like I'll just have to drive backwards."

"MELLO! WHY ARE YOU SO CONCERNED?" Tori yelled.

"YOU'RE DYING!"

"NO! MELLO, STOP! WHY DO YOU CARE?"

The car backed out into the roads. The other cars swerved dangerously around the red vehicle.

"BECAUSE YOU'RE DYING, DAMN IT!"

"SO? WHY DO YOU CARE? UGH, DAMN! CAN YOU… SCREW IT!"

Mello pressed down the pedal down even more, muttering to himself. "Can't this thing go faster?"

"MELLO! DO THE LAST WOR-"

Matt's car slammed into another car, heavily damaging both vehicles. Fortunately, no one was in the other car, otherwise they wouldn't be able to get away with it. Tori closed her eyes and suddenly let her body go limp, crashing onto the seat.

"Fuck! Driving is-" he paused. "…Tori?"

She bit another blood tablet.

"…Tori!"

He undid his seatbelt and climbed to the back. "TORI."

No response.

"TORI!" Mello grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "WAKE UP, DAMN IT!"

Silence.

Then a sudden thought struck him. He reached out his index and middle finger, placing them on her neck just where her pulse would be. Thump thump thump. Still alive. The chocoholic inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, and flicked her forehead.

Still silence. Tori was holding her breath.

"…I know you're not dead."

She began turning purple due to the lack of oxygen. Mello just stared, not amused.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, coughing and gasping for air.

The male sat back, smirking smugly. "I knew it."

"…You were still worried about me."

"So?"

"D'AWWW! MELLO CARES ABOUT TORI!" Oh great, the anonymous voice was back again.

He pulled out his gun, wanting to shoot the person.

"YOU CAN'T SHOOT ME! I'M IN YOUR MIND!"

"What the fuck…"

"…Uh, so…" Tori began, rather nervously. "Hehe?"

Mello glanced around and was reminded of the car wreck. "Matt's going to be pissed…"

"…I was never here!" The girl darted out of the car and ran back to the apartment.

"YOU TRASHED MY WHAT?"

Tori was standing at one side awkwardly, while the main culprit was scratching the back of his head. Matt's shaky hands were clutching his friend's shoulders, his eyes widened.

"…I trashed your car…" Mello repeated, trying to avoid the red-head's eyes.

"Mello did it!" the teenage girl reinforced, defending herself.

The gamer's grip loosened. He took a small wobbly step back, breathing heavily.

"…Right now, it's in the middle of the road somewhere."

He began making gasping and wheezing noises, almost hyperventilating and close to breaking down.

Tori rubbed his back. "In… and out… Breath in… and out…"

Then energy drained out of Matt's body as he passed out, collapsing onto the floor.

Mello stared at the motionless body. "Well, this isn't good..."