Yay! A longer one-shot. Man it's been a while. Sorry about that, been busy with work and such.

Anyways, got this idea when I was reading Chapter 20 of Near Disaster by tenspeed457 like 11 lines down. This idea sorta just popped into my head after that, and I felt I had to write it asap. So I did. :P

Hope you like it.

BTW the slashes are breaks in time.

Genre: Romance/Angst/Humor

Characters: Mello (from his POV), Matt, and my own made up character, Kaylie

I walked into the living room to find Matt, lazing on the couch playing his PSP. I snuck up behind him and smacked him upside the head – none too lightly.

"Ouch!" he exclaimed. "What the hell was that for?"

I glared at him. "For being so unmotivated; you should get up and do something for once."

"I always do this. Why is it such a problem today?" He fixed his goggle-covered eyes on me.

I shrugged.

Matt sighed, saving and putting down his game. He stood up and crossed his arms over his chest. "Now what?"

I thought for a moment, then decided. "We're going to walk to the store."

Matt's mouth hung over, a trace of horror on his features. "B-but, it's the middle of the day!"

I smirked. "Exactly."

Matt had always hated going outside, so I usually sent him out at night, when there were less people. However, it seemed like a fun idea – though a torturous one at that – to take him out now.

Matt's eyes dropped to the floor and he mumbled something unintelligible, shuffling to the closet to grab his boots.

/

We made our way down the street, drawing quite a few stares from the passerby. A blonde wearing a full outfit of black leather, and a redhead wearing goggles, stripes, and combat boots. Both men, and both walking just a bit closer together than two guys usually did.

I internally chuckled at Matt who was trying so hard to keep the embarrassed look off his face. He looked like he just wanted to curl up in a corner and stay there; or rather, run home, then curl up with his PSP and stay there.

We stopped when we arrived at the convenience store and Matt insisted on staying outside and waiting for me. I agreed and opened the door as Matt made himself comfortable leaning against the wall outside.

I had been in the store for about ten minutes already, and I was still perusing the chocolate selection when I glanced out the window. I noticed something I didn't expect to see; Matt was actually talking to a person. And a girl at that.

My hand paused on a chocolate bar as I surveyed the two of them.

She wasn't that bad looking; long wavy brown hair that was in an elaborate messy up-do, petite frame, delicate features. She definitely wasn't his type; but I couldn't help the stab of... that one emotion, that I felt in my chest.

He didn't seem to be uncomfortable with the conversation either, he seemed to be enjoying it.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could see the girls lips and began to lip-read.

'I knew you were a cool guy when I first saw you.'

Matt said something.

'No, really, you are. You have a great mind, and you're thoughts on society are definitely interesting.'

They were talking about society? Who was this girl and what did she do with my Matt?

'Thanks. You know, it would be great if we could talk more on this over coffee sometime.'

Oh no, she didn't. I glared at the chocolate bars, grabbing whatever was in reach. I didn't care what I was choosing at this point; that girl had moved into my territory.

I rushed to the counter to buy the bars, then hurried outside to Matt.

The girl gave me a strange look as I wrapped my arm around Matt's waist.

"Sorry I took so long," I murmured, planting a kiss on Matt's lips.

Matt made an astonished sound and pulled back, blushing. "M-Mello, don't. N-not here." he stuttered.

"Um, I...uh... I'll just be going," the brunette mumbled. "It was nice meeting you, Matt."

She hurried away without waiting for a reply.

"That wasn't very nice," Matt scolded, glaring at me.

I smiled slyly. "I thought it was funny."

"Next time, can you just not?" Matt asked.

"Next time?" I demanded, smile disappearing. "Are you planning to see her again? When? Why? Women like her are dangerous; they reel you in, then chew you and spit you out. She's not even your type."

He frowned. "Will you stop acting like my bodyguard, please? I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, with whomever I want."

I felt like I'd been slapped in the face. I just about raised my fist to punch him, but I stopped myself in time, taking a deep breath instead.

"Fine," I spat. "Whatever, I don't care. At least it would give you some motivation to do something with yourself, instead of being the lazy ass that you are every day."

Matt's face fell and his anger turned to sadness. "Do you really feel that way?"

Damn, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He knew I didn't actually mean it; but I knew that if I didn't deny it he would carry on acting as if it was true.

I brought a hand up to rub my temples. "Matt, you fricken damn well know the answer to that."

Matt gave a small smile, knowing that my lack of an actual swear meant, no.

"You got enough chocolate?" He asked, changing the subject. "Can we go now?"

"Sure," I said. I hesitated, thinking of how to get him back in a good mood, so I continued, "would you like to stop by your favourite video game store on the way back?"

Matt's face lit up, nodding vigorously he headed off down the street.

/

We got back to the house, and Matt immediately made his way to the computer to play his new game. I sighed, but didn't say anything.

Matt would always be Matt.

/

It was almost midnight when I approached Matt again; who hadn't moved from that computer seat since he sat down.

"Matt, it's time for bed," I stated, hating how I sounded like a mom.

He grunted, not looking away from the screen. "Five more minutes."

"You've already been playing for nine hours straight!"

"Oh, I didn't notice," he breathed.

I had no doubt that he hadn't noticed. "What's so interesting about that game anyways? You usually change games every two hours."

"World domination," he said. "I'm trying to take over the world."

"Doesn't taking over the world take some effort?" I asked. "You kind of lack the motivation to do that."

Matt ignored the jibe. "It's easy on the computer, all you do is click buttons. Talking to Kaylie earlier made me realize how messed up the world is, and how I'd remake the world if I could."

It took only a moment to make the name connect with the face of that brunette, but I wasn't sure why she was brought up into the conversation.

"If you could?"

"Well," Matt mused. "Seeing as my intelligence is just less than par with yours, I'm pretty sure I have the brains to do it. And I could easily hack myself into the money. All I'd need is the motivation that you love to point out that I lack."

I paused, considering what he said. "Yes, I guess you possibly could. But you wouldn't."

"No," Matt mumbled, his thoughts far away. "I...wouldn't."

I wasn't sure why he hesitated on his reply, but I left the issue alone and made quick work of prying Matt off the computer and taking him to bed.

/

I woke up in an unfamiliar room. I squeezed into my leather and crept out of the room, wondering how the hell I had gotten here. As I made my way through the halls I realized that I was in an elaborate mansion. One that was decorated with items that were peculiarly striped, and rooms that were filled with video games.

I came upon the great room and noticed someone sitting in a big chair behind a desk, typing away at a computer.

The suit-clad figure looked up and I recognized the face – Matt.

"Mels!" he exclaimed happily. "I hope you slept well. I didn't want to disturb you but I had some urgent business to attend. Some countries are demanding new laws and such from me; but I don't understand what's wrong with the Jeevas Laws; especially the video game classes in school. Parents seem to think that they don't help their children learn; but look how I turned out. Really, running the world can be such hard work sometimes."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing and just stood there dumbfounded.

"The look on your face doesn't compliment your features very nicely," he pointed out. "And why the confusion? I owe this all to you. If you hadn't motivated me to do something with myself I would never have accomplished my total world domination."

"Total... world... domination," I murmured, trying to sort things out in my head and not noticing Matt making his way over to me.

He took my arm gently but firmly and led me out of the room.

"Where are we going?" I asked uncertainly.

Matt gave me a weird look. "You know that I have plenty of press conferences, meetings with various presidents, and other affairs to attend. You never complained about accompanying me before."

My eyes widened in shock, and I ripped my arm out of his grasp. "I-I don't understand. What happened to you Matt?"

"I believe I'm still the same person as I was yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that," he replied, slightly annoyed.

I was about to retort when a female came walking down the hall to drape herself over Matt. "The car is waiting, honey."

"Very well," he said, turning to walk down the hall with his arm around the woman. "Come along, Mello."

"Wait," I protested, making them stop and turn. "Kaylie? What the hell is she doing here? Why is she all over you, and why are you letting her?"

Matt gave me a confused look. "Are you doing okay, Mello? You've been acting strange. Of course my wife would be here, and of course she's allowed to be all over me."

"Your– wife?" I choked out. "W-what about me?"

"What about you?" Matt asked indifferently.

I blanched. "What am I to you?" I couldn't stop the nervous tenor of my voice.

"My bodyguard," he replied simply.

I just stared at him, mouth gaping.

This couldn't be happening. Matt couldn't be running the world. He couldn't be with this woman. And I couldn't be just his bodyguard.

No, this was all wrong. It had to be, didn't it?

I pulled out of my reverie just in time to see Matt bend down to kiss Kaylie.

"NO!" I yelled before I couldn't stop myself.

/

I bolted up out of bed, hand outstretched, still reaching to split Matt and the woman apart.

I panicked for a moment, not understanding what was going on, until I felt a warm body stir beside me.

I looked down at my now familiar looking bed, to Matt; who was groggily rubbing his eyes.

"Mels?" He croaked, before clearing his throat. "What's wrong?"

I took another moment to take a look around the room and breathed a sigh of relief when I recognized our apartment bedroom.

"Mello?" Matt asked again, concerned green eyes fixed on my face.

I still didn't answer, instead thinking over the dream and how such a reality would probably disrupt the space time continuum. God, I was starting to sound like Matt.

Matt flinched in surprise when I quickly turned to him, putting my face just inches from his. "You love me right?"

"Yes," Matt said without hesitation. His face showed that he wanted to ask a question but I didn't let him ask. Instead, I kissed him deeply, allowing Matt to relax into it before pulling back.

"Then stay the same unmotivated Matt that I know and love."

Hehe, so what did you think? Please R&R. :D