A/N: I've had a few requests for another chapter on this so here it is! The ending is a little sad (we all know what happens to them) but I tried to make the majority of the chapter cute and happy! Sorry if it seems a bit rushed, it really wasn't and I've gone through it a few times but every time I do, I feel like its a bit cluttered.. Oh well, enjoy!

-Carter

Our days were numbered. I knew it. I knew Matt knew it. We never said a word and yet our unspoken, inevitable fate lingered around us every moment.

The plan is set in place for tomorrow. The plan that will no doubt lead to my death. Matt's too, maybe, but if everything goes well, he'll only be questioned, or better yet, escape altogether.

These thoughts have been heavy on my mind lately and I just wish that for one night, I could forget.

I walked into our apartment and Matt was laying on the couch and my heart practically exploded from the memories his position brought back. When we were kids, he would stand in front of the couch and do a somersault onto it landing so he was practically upside down with his head and back on the seat of the couch and his legs sticking up and hanging over the back, just like he was laying now.

"Don't you look comfy." I chuckled and he slid his head off the couch so he could look at me upside down.

"Mello!" He flipped himself straight back and landed on his feet perfectly. He was always so skilled at that. Once standing, he launched himself at me and wrapped his arms around me. I started laughing.

"Matt, chill! I was only gone for a few hours!"

"I know, but I was excited." He looked at his watch then looked back up at me with huge, excited eyes. "Go shower and get changed. We're leaving at five."

"Leaving for where?"

"It's a surprise." He sauntered off into the kitchen, smirking, knowing full well how much I hate surprises. I knew he wouldn't tell me so I just sighed and went to take a shower.

When I came out, there was a suit laid out on the bed for me. This was never a good sign. I reluctantly put it on and was standing in front of the mirror, fixing the cuffs when Matt walked in wearing his own suit.

He smiled at me and grabbed the tie of the bed that I left there purposely and he wrapped it around my neck and began tying it from behind.

He finished and brushed down my shoulders and arms to smooth the suit out. I leaned into him and sighed contently. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tightly.

"Come on. We should get going." He kissed me on the cheek and led me out to his Chevelle. We sped off into the cool winter air.

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We pulled into a high end restaurant, and I tossed Matt a questioning look.

He signed and then turned in his seat to face me and took my hands in his. "Look, I know tomorrow won't end well and I don't like it but I've accepted it. We should make the most of the little time we do have, and..." He trailed off and looked away from me, his face turning a cute pink. "I thought.. we could.. uh.. go on a date." He smiled crookedly and looked at me through his bangs.

"I kinda guessed." I chuckled at how nervous he was. "But I think its a great idea." I leaned in and crushed our lips together. After a long moment, we pulled away for air.

The dinner was amazing and the triple chocolate fudge deluxe cake for dessert was even better.

We left the restaurant and strolled down to the nearby creek to walk along the tree and forest framed path that ran along the creek. It really was beautiful.

Matt was looking around excitedly at all the birds and ducks around. I caught his hand in mine and intertwined our fingers. He looked at our hands and blushed, then looked up at me and I gave him a sweet smirk.

We walked in silence, holding hands and looking around at the beautiful scenery and stealing glances at each other often.

"Thanks for taking me out tonight, Matty." He smiled and pushed himself closer to me. I kissed his cheek, gently.

"C'mon! The night's just beginning!" He flashed me a quick smirk and pulled me off in the direction of his car.

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We pulled up to a loud, pumping club and I grimaced at the thought of being in such a loud, crowded place. I looked over at Matt and he had an adorable expression like a dog with a new toy.

"Aren't we a little over dressed for a place like this?" I asked and just smirked and took off the suit jacket, leaving white dress shirt revealed and loosened his tie, letting it hang low around his neck. He grabbed his goggles and placed them over his eyes and I have to admit, he looked a lot less dressy and actually pretty good.

I followed suit, revealing the deep red dress shirt Matt had laid out for me. I took my tie off completely and he reached over to undo a few of the top buttons. I smirked at him and did the same for his shirt. He smiled and kissed at my hands.

We strolled into the club and the loud music pounded into my chest. I looked over at Matt who had a huge smile on his face and I never felt more alive.

We went and ordered a couple drinks and then hit the dance floor. The beats were fast and feet were faster. People all around, in close quarters, moving to their hearts content.

Matt caught my attention as he was swaying carelessly a few feet from me, eyes closed and arms above his head. He looked so peaceful and I just wanted to go and join in on whatever little world of his he was in.

I was about to move towards him and wrap my arms around his waist from behind when I noticed some tall guy with dark hair apparently had the same sentiment. I could feel my blood boiling up with anger and as he pulled Matt into his chest, I saw red. Without even thinking, I took a few steps forward, put my hand on the guy's shoulder and whipped him around, forcing him to release Matt.

"He's spoken for!" I spat as my right fist connected with his jaw. "Nobody touches my boyfriend." I was staring down at him as he lay on the floor, dumbfounded. He looked up and as soon as he saw me, I scurried to his feet and bolted.

I was wearing a triumphant smile and I looked over at Matt who looked a little surprised but had a smug smirk on his lips. "What?" I barked at him.

He laughed a little. "I had no idea you were the jealous type." He laughed again.

"Whatever! Can we just go?"

"Awwe, Mels.." He stepped close to me, wrapping his arms around my waist, holding me tightly to him and began swaying us. It was then that I noticed the fast beat had changed to a slow song.

His scent filled me as he got closer and I gave in. I wrapped my arms around him and began swaying along to the peaceful music. I buried my head into his neck and gave him soft kisses.

The song ended and Matt pulled away, only to move back in and crush our lips together. I lingered on the taste of him for as long as I could but he pulled away and whispered to me;

"Let's get outta here." He winked. I liked the sounds of that. We got back to his Chevelle and tore off, into the night. He mentioned about a hotel but I refused. I just wanted to go home with my amazing lover, to my comfy bed. And preferable not a place where other people, strangers, have slept and I doubt their clean up would pass for satisfactory.

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We pulled up to the apartment and went inside. Matt turned around around to face me and I grabbed onto the loose tie around his neck and pulled him close, locking our lips together. He moved closer and pushed me backwards into the wall and practically shoved his tongue down my throat.

We found our way to the bedroom, shirts and Matt's goggles discarded along the way and he was now tugging at the belt around my waist. I pushed him onto the bed and pounced on top. He giggled at me so I shut him up by connecting our lips again. He pushed me away and looked up at me with beautiful, bright green, lust filled eyes. My stomach erupted into butterflies with just that look and I almost fell on him with how weak I felt.

"Take me, love." He gave me a peck then looked back at me with pleading eyes. "Please."

I kissed him vigorously as confirmation. The next few moments were a blur of hot mouths, flailing limbs, abandoning clothing and wandering hands.

I moved my mouth down to his exposed member and began sucking with all I could. I sucked him to the brink and pulled away just before he went over the edge. He grunted and glared at me. It just made me smile.

I leaned over him, gently rubbing our erections together and purposely breathing on his neck as I pulled our lube from the drawer.

"Fucking tease." He growled then moaned as I rubbed him harder. I opened the bottle and started lubing some fingers. He stopped me. "No. No preparation. I just want you."

My heart ached and I leaned down to kiss him. I put everything I could in that kiss and I hoped he would be able to feel how full of love and yearning and wishful it was. I pulled away to look at him.

"I love you, too, Mels." I smiled, feeling satisfactory with the kiss and began lubing myself up.

I positioned myself at his entrance and slowly pushed in. He yelped in pain but it quickly turned into moans, once I found his prostate. I only thrusted a couple of times when he exploded all over our chests. I looked down at him, pleased but surprised.

"I guess you got me close by sucking me off." He laughed a little and I just rolled my eyes. He wasn't getting out of this easily. I pounded into him, immediately hitting his prostate. His head flew back and eyes fluttered shut and he let out a loud moan.

I developed into a steady rhythm of thrusts and he wrapped his legs and arms around me. He was clawing at my back and I think he actually drew blood but I was too high on lust to really pay attention.

His breathing was becoming erratic again and I pounded harder a couple of times and he orgasmed for a second time.

"Hnn! M.. Mihael!" He moaned out as he released. I climaxed right after, moaning his name. I collapsed on top of him, too tired to really move, and pulled myself out after a few moments of staying connected to him.

We lay there, his hands around me, rubbing up and down my back and hair. My head rising and falling with the movements of his chest as his breathing was returning to normal. The erratic pounding of his heartbeat echoing out his chest and through my head. I was quickly drifting. I felt him kiss my forehead and then I was lost in sleep.

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I awoke to bright green eyes staring at me and strong arms holding me close. I smiled and mumbled sleepily that turned into a yawn. Matt nuzzled closer and kissed me gently.

"You're adorable in the morning. Did you sleep well?" I kissed him again and slid my hand down his back and side. I felt him shiver under my touch and it made me smirk.

"Better than I have in a long time." I answered truthfully. He smiled and kissed my nose.

"I'm glad. C'mon, I'll make us some breakfast."

I felt so at peace with Matt. I always had even when we were kids, he was my safe haven. The one who could cheer me up after anything. The one who I wouldn't dare mistreat no matter how much his obnoxious game playing got on my nerves.

As I looked over at him while eating our breakfast, I smiled, knowing he was the man I loved.

And when he took me in his arms and whispered how much he loved me and I squeezed him right back, telling him that he was my world, and I was fighting back tears as we said our final goodbyes and he got into his red chevelle and I got onto my motorcycle, and we both sped off, I tried thinking about what the hell I ever did to deserve having someone as amazing as Matt in my life. One who would do literally anything for me. One I abandoned and called only because I was lost on my own and he just came. No questions, no apologies needed, he just came, because I asked him to.

I wished so badly that we could just leave, but it was too late.

And as I sat there, knowing my time was being counted down to a few mere minutes left, and I saw through the small tv in the truck, the disheveled, bloody body of my lover laying on the ground, painted in bullet holes, I was too exhausted to feel anything. I could feel guilt, mostly but other than that, there was just nothing. I apologized because I didn't know what else to do.

I just felt numb. I felt dead.

The ping in my chest informed me that my time was ending even sooner than anticipated. My eyes flickered with a little gleam of hope that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance I could be reunited with the love of my life. My best friend. My soulmate. I smiled at my hopeful defeat. And everything went black.