Mello awoke to a brightly lit room and rubbed his eyes blearily. He could feel that Matt wasn't beside him anymore and he scanned the room. "It couldn't have been a dream. No…" But Mello knew that Matt hardly ever left the room before him. The past while had been strange, sure but Matt wouldn't act much different would he?

Mello decided not to dwell on it and let his head fall back on the pillow with a soft thump. His eyes closed and he ran a hand through his soft blond hair, letting it fall over his forehead and closed eyes. He groped blindly towards his bedside table and snatched his half eaten chocolate bar up. They were almost everywhere in the room.

Wherever Matt was, he was probably regretting what had happened. At least, that's the sort of thoughts that wormed their way into Mello's pretty little head. Matt grumped and pulled himself out of the bed, mentally preparing himself for the worst. Being half asleep he didn't notice that the bathroom was currently occupied so he wrenched open the door and began his routine of brushing his teeth.

It was then Matt heard Mello curse at the empty toothpaste tube. He poked his head around the bath curtain with wide eyes. Mello found another toothpaste tube and went to look at himself in the mirror, succeeding in catching Matt's stare.

Finally realising that Matt had not left and was actually in the shower and very naked he slowly and awkwardly moved back out of the bathroom, a blush adorning his features. Matt smirked and went back to his shower feeling quite smug. Mello had blushed just for him.

Matt found Mello in the common room with a bowl of chocolate cereal in his hands. He was sitting on the couch facing away from the window. The snow still stuck to the ground but it was obvious to anyone that it was starting to melt. Kids ran in and out of the door trading their soaked clothes for drier ones.

Mello kept his eyes fixed on his cereal and refused to look up, even though Matt knew he'd noticed him walk in. He took a seat next to Mello and practically flopped himself down.

"Hey." Matt spoke quietly but not without emotion.

"Hey." Mello replied just as quiet and shoveled more cereal into his mouth.

Matt, feeling that the situation was far too normal for anyone, especially when they weren't normal, allowed himself to fall over. His head landed on Mello's lap softly, nearly missing the bowl Mello held. Mello had to juggle his bowl to keep it from falling and looked pissed as he was shocked.

"If I'd dropped that I would have killed you." Mello said dead serious and whacked Matt on the nose with his spoon.

"No you wouldn't." Matt pulled out his DS and flicked it on. Mello huffed angrily.

"That thing again?" He murmured.

Matt ignored him and continued to tap buttons. Mello finished his cereal but didn't want to move to put his bowl away. It wasn't everyday this happened.

"Look Mello." Matt turned his DS so Mello could see. "I made you!"

"Why am 'I' wearing a pink dress?" His eye twitched and he felt the urge to throw the DS and push Matt off.

"Because it's cute!" Matt swooned in fake emotion. Mello had to suppress a laugh which left his face twitching comically. "But seriously it's cause you make such adorable faces when I tease you." And with that Mello really did shove Matt off with a reddened face once again.

"Oh fuck off would you." Mello stalked off to put away his bowl leaving a laughing Matt to pick himself off the floor.

Matt followed obediently, somewhat unsure of what to do now. Would they remain the same? There hadn't really been any words exchanged to describe their current standing and relationship.

Mello had already put his bowl and spoon in the sink and gotten out a chocolate bar by the time Matt caught up. Mello was still avoiding direct eye contact.

"So, what now? Want to tackle Near. We could always shove him in the snow again." Matt offered, earning a glare in his general direction.

"That went so fucking well last time didn't it. We may be on slightly better terms, and I mean slightly, but I refuse to help the little twat out again." Matt decided against pointing out that they hadn't exactly helped Near, they'd left him in worse shape.

"Any suggestions then?" Matt could think of a few on his own but decided against those until he knew where they stood.

"Chocolate." Mello said simply and took a particularly large bite out of the bar he was currently holding. "and 'sides, there aren't any classes today. Might as well study or something."

"Or something." Matt quoted. He didn't feel like studying unless it involved studying a certain someone.

Mello shrugged and Matt finally noticed that Mello was acting more subdued than normal. This needed to change; he refused to allow their friendship to fade through Mello's change in disposition.

He'd take the chance. He do it straight out, without hesitation. No second thoughts. If Mello was going to force a change then so was Matt and hopefully his change would be more pleasant than a mellowed out Mello.

"Hey Mello, I've got an idea." Matt wrung his hands; luckily Mello had become strangely interested in the label of his chocolate bar.

"A rare occasion for you." Mello said absent mindedly.

"Haha. Funny, but I seriously do."

"Then spit it out would you." Mello placed one hand on his hip and finally faced Matt, staring him full in the eyes as if he knew what Matt wanted.

"No, I won't. You don't think I'm smart enough to come up with my own ideas." Matt retorted.

"I never said that you fucker!" Mello swatted at him which Matt blocked easily.

"You were thinking it." Matt was pleased with the return of Mello's spirit.

"How do you know what I was thinking? You hardly know what you're thinking!" Mello snapped back.

"If you want to know my brilliant idea you have to tell me I'm smarter than you."

"No." Mello said firmly. It was not an option.

"Then tell me I'm pretty." Matt struck a ridiculous pose, imitation some poster girl causing Mello to wince in embarrassment.

"You're so pretty you shit rainbows. Now tell me." Mello rolled his eyes at Matt's fake jump for joy.

"Fine, since you think I'm so pretty." Matt took a step forward and Mello felt small again. "It's not so much an idea as a question."

"And that is." Mello continued to switch between looking at Matt and the amazingly interesting piece of fuzz on his shoulder.

"I'd like to know if you'd let me kiss you."

Ah, I've revived the story. Don't know how long it'll last but I hope to finish it! Thanks for reading!