A/n: Hey guys, yeah technically an anonymous reviewer won the 100th review, but considering the fact that I couldn't contact them, the next person to review won it. Riverspirit86 reviewed immediately after and won! Unfortunately I wrongly informed Cocobunni96 that she had won, so I apologise profusely!

Updates might be a little slower; I've just entered into the summer holidays. Plus I will begin to have frequent band practice and that will interfere with my writing.

(By the way, due to some confusion in the last chapter, Near did NOT sleep with Matt. He was just being a bastard to Mello.)

(Also, with the winner of L's previous job competition, I will begin to mention you at the end of the chapters after it is announced, ne?)

"Stop! The curse has been lifted!"

"Does that mean that their vampires?"

"No."

"Are they still lesbians?"

"..."

"Oh for fuck sakes."

Lesbian Vampire Killers.

Effing hell that was a freaking funny movie!

(Written to the song: Hurricane by 30 Seconds to Mars Ft Kanye West.)

Chapter 18: In my head

"You're not leaving. Not yet." Near's voice was icy, the tone almost making Mello cringe under his weight. He could feel the bony backside of the albino shift and his thin hips press into Mello's firmly.

"What the fuck is wrong with you! Let me go you psycho!" Mello tried to push away the younger boy to no avail. Near was much lighter then the blonde, but he couldn't seem to put all of his effort into pushing him away.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' Near bent down and nipped at the older teen's ear and snickered.

"I know that you liked that Miheal. Remember, I know you much better than you think." Near licked along the blonde's tanned neck, earning a strangled whimper deep in the elder's throat. Mello definitely didn't want this, far from! He just wanted to go home and see his loving boyfriend Matt, who he would probably play around with until they had no more energy.

But Matt hadn't found all of the spots that made Mello tick; he had tickled by one on his lower back at one stage but Near, Near knew them all. He knew about the spot behind his ear and he knew about how sensitive the small length of skin right under his bellybutton was and just how it could make the blonde moan...

And it wasn't long until they both fell back into old habits.

...

Matt lay on his couch lazily. He began to bite on his nail exasperatingly as his green eyes flickered to the clock on the wall. He had messaged Mello over an hour and a half beforehand, and Mello's reply wasn't even two minutes after. Did it honestly take that long to call a cab and get his ass home? The redhead sighed loudly as he picked up his handheld game and squashed the buttons furiously. It wasn't that he was mad or anything, right? He just wanted to hold his blonde to his chest and apologise.

Where was he, more to the point?

Mello had texted him back saying he was drunk and needed a cab.

Matt sat up suddenly, his hand covering his mouth quickly. Mello could be in a gutter, passed out!

He could have gotten into an accident. And died.

Pulling on his boots, Matt pulled on his jacket before he was out the door.

...

"She's going to drive me insane." Light murmured around his salad sandwich. L rolled his eyes as he picked at his sponge cake. They were currently sitting at the same cafe they had fought at previously. The waitress eyed them with familiarity until she was nudged by one of her co-workers who whispered in her ear, and much to L's amusement, she blushed and stuttered as she took their order.

Light was currently very jumpy as he had been informed by Christiana earlier that Lawliet and himself were due on a television program the next day. It was a daytime talk show, watched by the majority of housewives and desperados who urgently wanted a cheap pack of three vacuum cleaners that would break after the third use.

So basically, nobody that Lawliet cared about would watch it, unless the boys wanted to be unnecessarily cruel and tape it.

But Light was worried sick. His mother would most likely watch it and his sister was well known for gossip. He was going to regret it.

L's eyebrows rose as Light placed his head into his hands and sighed loudly. "Light," he began, "Don't worry. You've been on TV so many times I honestly don't know why your fretting so much!" L used the moment to attempt a comforting smile, but earned the opposite reaction as Light's face slowly turned green.

'I assume that means I should avoid smiling too much.' L thought morbidly and pulled softly at his cheeks. Light rolled his eyes and munched on a stray piece of lettuce in frustration.

"Lawliet." The teen said as he swallowed. His boyfriend looked at him with a bored expression, which slowly widened into an interested watch as Light's face went hard and serious.

"Yes?"

"Why won't you tell me what your job was? Were you a prostitute or something?" Light laughed uneasily, as if he honestly did expect his lover to be an ex-prostitute. L huffed, before shaking his head in response.

"No Light I promise you that I wasn't a prostitute."

"Well how do I know that you're not lying to me?"

"You don't." L replied instantly. "You just have to trust me on this."

The teen sighed, his mind being ravaged terribly by his lover's secret. If he wasn't a hooker, or anything else along those lines then what was he?

A teacher? He certainly had that intimidating air about him and he loved his 'brothers' but younger children would most likely drive him ballistic. He couldn't have been anything like a sports player he was far to unfit, even if the lucky guy was thin. Light honestly would have noticed if he was in music, he would have had to have seen his face somewhere.

"Light." L said darkly, quickly snapping his boyfriend from his thoughts immediately. "I see no need in me telling you my former job." Light pouted as he sipped his latte. He nodded before smiling and leaning over to peck L on the cheek.

"I promise that I won't ask until you're ready." Lawliet gasped softly, and his dark eyes sparkled happily as he bit a large piece of his cake away.

Light stood up, a large grin on his face and asked for the check from the stuttering waitress who handed it over, her hand trembling violently.

"We have to go back to the office before we can leave." Lawliet said as he looked at his new leather diary.

"That's fine."

Light smiled as he placed the money on the table and grabbed his manager's hand and pulled him away from the table.

'I will ask... just not yet.'

...

Matt bit his cigarette apprehensively. Mello still hadn't called him, and every time he tried to ring the feisty blonde, it went straight to voicemail. Honestly, had it been any other day, Matt would have assumed that his boyfriend had just gone out with friends and forgotten to ring him to tell him the new plans.

But then Matt would have to think to himself and ask "What friends?"

On another note, he might have even been a little calmer had the short albino with an obvious thing for Mello not shown up.

The redhead winced as his cigarette fell from his mouth and he arrived at Lawliet's. The only logical place Mello would have crashed at.

"Please, Lord of all things Mario, let Mello be here!"

...

It could have been the sudden guilty feeling that pulsed through Mello's veins that made him freeze right before he entered Near. It could have been that his brain had told him what he was doing was wrong, wrong. But the most likely thing that made Mello have a sudden conscious was the vibrating that rippled though him from under his thighs. Automatically it clicked as he felt the vibrations. Mello didn't even need to look at his phone to realise it was Matt. It had been going off the whole time that he and Near had been fondling.

"Leave it." Near ordered as he ran his fingers along the inside of Mello's toned legs. He tickled along the sensitive skin until he felt a strong hand clasp around his throat.

"You fucker!" Mello growled as he tried to slide his leather pants back up his thighs, while still choking the young albino. Near scratched at the hand around his throat as his face began to go red. Mello haphazardly tightened the string around his crotch before he bent down to gather his vest.

There was a loud click and Mello snapped his head up to find a wide eyed redhead watching him, his mouth gaping ridiculously.

"What the fuck..." Matt whispered softly, his gloved hand rising to his mouth in shock. Mello let his jaw drop his tongue suddenly feeling heavy and useless in his mouth.

"M-Mello. W-what are you...doing." Matt asked weakly as if he weren't even expecting an answer. Mello's brain felt like goo in his head, he couldn't even imagine what Matt was thinking...and the worst part was, is that whatever Matt was thinking wasn't too far from the truth.

"I-I was actually going to apologise to you!" Mat cried, his green eyes partially hidden behind the orange tint of his goggles.

"Matt let me explain!" Mello yelled back pathetically, releasing Near who was beginning to go quite blue. Matt snarled.

"Explain a-fucking-way then genius!" Mello opened his mouth to yell again but found no words able to escape from his lips. Near rolled over on the sofa, his naked body illuminated in the fight, a smug smile snaked on his face.

"I actually trusted you." Matt stifled weakly. Mello felt a sudden rush of heat enter his check and he growled.

"You didn't trust me! Don't bloody lie! You kicked me out last night and then you come looking for me-"

"Because you said that you were going to get a cab almost two hours ago! I thought you had died or something!"

"Well maybe if you weren't so paranoid-"

"I think I have a right to be fucking paranoid! Look what I just walked in on!"

"And what exactly was that!"

"You about to fuck-" Matt spat the word out as if were acid "You were about to fuck Near, who in case you have forgotten, was your old butt buddy!"

"We were not-"

"Ah if I may interrupt?" Near broke the argument easily, earning two glares that if the saying 'if looks could kill' was in fact truthful, he would have burst into flames on the spot.

"Shut the fuck up Near!" Mello yelled in a high pitched and very panicked tone.

"Matt, to quell you anger, myself and Miheal were not going to 'fuck'." Matt visibly softened until Near looked to the ceiling and sighed. "But I can't deny the fact that we were about to have sex, if that's what you were wondering. And that you Mail, are nothing but a...what do they call it?" Near scanned the room to Mello who looked horrified. "Ah!" Near smiled again. "You Mail are a 'cock blocker'."

Mello cringed as he saw his boyfriends hand rise, expecting it to make contact with the side of his head. Instead he saw it rest against the mop of red hair and watched as his lover began to walk away.

"Matt stop please!" He cried desperately. Matt stopped for a moment before he pulled his arm back suddenly and with a loud crunch, put his whole fist through the wall.

"Don't." Mello heard the redhead sob softly.

"Don't what?" Mello whispered in a strangled voice.

"Don't come back home. We're over."

And with that Matt left.

...

Mello stared at the apartment's doorway helplessly.

He couldn't move.

He could barely breathe. He felt as if his whole world had just fallen out from under him.

"Mello, let him go." Near said softly as he wrapped his arms around the older teen's waist. Mello felt so numb. He couldn't push away the contact from the teen that had just ruined the best relationship he had ever had. He could feel Near's breath ghost along his naked back.

"I..." Mello began weakly. Near looked at him expectantly.

The pale teenager let go of Mello's tanned waist and stood in front of him, looking into the dangerous blue eyes that glinted with sadness and malice. Near stood on his toes and pressed his lips onto Mello's.

"I hate you Near. I really do."

"But that hasn't stopped you before, now has it?"

...

Lawliet yawned weakly as he pushed open his apartment door, his hand entwined with Light's.

"Christiana has been riding us like dogs all day." Light whined as he kicked away his shoes, struggling to pull on the slippers that L had bought him recently. L snickered.

"If you weren't so gay I'd assume that you were having sex with her." Light snorted in horror.

"She wishes!" Light stopped and pulled his lover back. L looked over his shoulder in annoyance.

"What's wrong Light?"

"There's a hole in your wall." Light said obviously as he pointed to the large, jagged hole in the plaster.

"L, there's blood on it!" Light said with fear lacing his usual smugness. Lawliet frowned at the hole, examining the blood carefully.

"I wonder whose blood it is..." Light shrugged in reply. He sniffed the air and frowned.

"Hey L? It smells in here." Light walked into the kitchen and picked up the vanilla air freshener and began to drown the apartment in the sweet smelling chemical.

Light snaked a glance of his boyfriend bent over, dutifully examining the dry blood.

The auburn haired star took a step backwards and sniffed the air again, noting that the hallway smelt just as bad and musky as the living room.

'Honestly I'd have assumed that there was an orgy or something.' Light grimaced at the thought of random bodies doing unspeakable things to each other, until he imagined himself and Lawliet doing the exact same. He flung open the bathroom door and sprayed before he moved to Lawliet's room and did the same.

It wasn't until he reached the guest room that he froze. Now, Light relied heavily on his instinct, and as much as they didn't always pull him through, he couldn't seem to find the will to open the door. He felt that if he did, that the world would end.

So he did. And upon doing that he was met with a sight he would have much preferred he could be without.

Light slammed the door behind him before almost running into the lounge room stiffly. L raised his eyebrows curiously at his famous boyfriend.

"Light? Are you alrigh-"

"No. For the love of Kami, just don't ask."

...

Hello again guys! I am SO sorry for disappearing on you guys like that! I recently really got into xXxHolic and Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles. (Kuro X Fai and Doumeki X Watanuki are love...)

Plus I know that the chapter is late, but it's here, just before Christmas! So it can be a Chrissie pressie for you all!

Poor Matt...I feel so bad for him. And yes, that is how breakups really go; there is nothing unrealistic about how Matt handled it.

Oh and I have another request (Kami I'm selfish.) Could I ask for some fanart? Not that there is really anything to draw...but yeah. Like maybe of Lawliet in chapter 17 in his light blue apron?

Reviews?

Happy Holidays!

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