Matt sighed at his stubborn friend, shaking his head. "You should've known I would help you, Mello. But I wanna suggest something, and I need you to hear me out before you freak out."
"I can always count on you. What is it?" Mello said scooting closer to his best friend and taking the last bite from his chocolate before throwing the wrapper onto the floor.
"No wonder this place is so gross," he said with a laugh as he kicked the wrapper. "Listen, I know you aren't gonna like this at all, but I think we should work with Near."
Mello narrowed his eyes and frowned. "What?" Did Matt really just suggest that he work with Near, his rival since he was a kid? The suggestion that he work with Near was the reason he left Whammy's in the first place.
"I mean, come on...it's our best bet, if we wanna be safe about this." Matt had a feeling the blond's reaction wouldn't be very good, but it was worth trying.
Mello stood from the bed and glared at Matt. "Screw you." He quickly left the room and slammed the door. Matt didn't think they could it do themselves! Whatever, Mello didn't need him anyway.
Sighing again, Matt stood up. It was always hard to tell whether it was smarter to go after Mello or let him calm down for a while. Slightly against his better judgment, he opened the door and followed his friend. "You said you'd hear me out."
Already halfway down the hall Mello spun around to look at him, that same icy glare still in place. "Fuck you, Matt! You don't even want to try it ourselves first!? You wanna go straight to Near and beg for his help!? Well screw that!" Mello was fuming, and stomped outside to the back of the base to cool off.
Matt winced at the glare, retreating back into the room and deciding to wait it out. Mello's temper wasn't something he liked being directed at him.
Mello sighed and leaned back against the wall, sliding down it onto the cracked ground. He stared out into the scene before him, nothing spectacular, just an empty lot. He rested his chin on his arms that he had folded over his knees and closed his eyes. He hated that he had yelled at Matt, and barely a few hours after finally seeing each other again. Mello felt like an ass.
Matt looked around the room, not really wanting to snoop around. He sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard a little. He couldn't help but wonder if Mello had brought anyone else there. Maybe even found someone special. Shaking his head, he tried to find something else to think about. Catching Kira was the important thing right now, not his jealousy.
After about half an hour Mello felt better about the situation. There was no way in hell he would ask Near for help, and Mello would calmly explain that to Matt, he hoped. The sun was starting to go down, and with the base having only a few windows it was fairly dark inside. Mello flipped on the lights in the hall and made his way back to his bedroom door. He slowly opened it and peered inside, hoping Matt hadn't left. A light was on and Mello hoped that was a good sign.
By that time Matt had managed to take his mind off of his worries, still leaning on the headboard and resting his eyes. He heard the door open, but he was too comfortably close to falling asleep to make himself open his eyes.
Mello smiled when he saw Matt sleeping on his bed. He quietly made his way over to the bed, gently pulling Matt down so he was lying on the mattress more comfortably. He took a minute to study his face, he really had turned out to be quite handsome.
Matt wished he wasn't so damn sleepy when he felt himself being moved. He was sure it was Mello, but he wanted to see him. He managed to force himself to open his eyes, looking up at his friend sleepily.
Mello cuddled up to the redhead and froze when he saw Matt looking at him. "Did I wake you up?" Mello wasn't sure if he should be embarrassed or not, they slept together like this all the time when they were kids, why did it feel so awkward now?
Matt just grinned, hugging him. "Wasn't asleep yet. I'm glad you came back."
Mello laughed and draped an arm over Matt's chest. "Sorry I yelled earlier."
"I'm used to it," he replied with a yawn, not really thinking about the implications of his statement as he held onto his friend's arm.
Mello blinked. "What? What do you mean you're used to it? Who yells at you?" He wasn't sure if he had heard him right, or maybe he just wasn't getting it if it was a joke or something.
"Well, you do. I'm sleepy, Mell."
Mello couldn't help but feel hurt as he turned his back to the redhead. "Then sleep." That was the last thing he said to him for the night as guilt settled in his stomach, making him sick.
"Okay. Night, Mell." Matt was too sleepy to be anything but completely oblivious to his friend's reaction, scooting close to his back and going to sleep.
Mello woke up early, and pissed, the next morning. He threw back the thin sheet Matt must've pulled over them and walked into the bathroom. He checked to make sure the door to the hall was still locked before shutting the door to the bedroom, and peeling off his tight clothes from the day before.
Matt yawned, waking up as Mello was leaving the room, still blessedly ignorant that the blond was pissed off. For the moment, at least. He sat up in the bed, rubbing his still sore nose and wondering what there was for him to do in the mafia's dump of a base.
Mello turned on the water, always incredibly hot, and stepped into the shower. He hissed when the water stung his chest, the mirrors already fogging up. He closed his eyes and tried calming himself down, he had no reason to be angry, but he was.
Getting tired of hearing his stomach growling, Matt finally ventured out of the room to find some food. He was sure there had to be some place where everyone ate.
Mello quickly finished showering, and dried his hair. He replayed what Matt said in his head over and over again, each time he felt his stomach twist. Did he really yell at Matt that much when they were younger?
Matt didn't start feeling stupid until about the third time he walked through the base. Finally, he tapped someone's shoulder to ask for some help. He was starting to wish he had just waited for Mello to come back. "Um, is there somewhere to eat here?"
The grunt rolled his eyes. "This isn't daycare kid. Go somewhere and get something to eat if you're so hungry. Wait a minute…" The grunt said leaning in closer to inspect Matt's face. "Aren't you the guy that got Trent killed?"
Mello decided he would confront Matt about it, and even apologize if necessary. He shuddered at the thought. He peeked out into the bedroom, noticing Matt wasn't there, had he left the base? Or was he just wandering around? If he was then Mello was going to have to get him out of trouble for sure. He walked over to his dresser and pulled on an outfit almost exactly the same as the one he'd been wearing yesterday, he really liked leather.
Matt's face went blank for a moment as he tried to think of the right thing to tell the guy. He must've been one of Trent's friends. Matt felt awful again. "It was an accident," he finally ended up saying quietly.
The grunt just laughed, his deep voice carrying through the hall, as he walked away leaving Matt alone.
Mello decided that calling Matt would be a much easier way of finding him than just wandering aimlessly around the base. He picked up his phone and dialed Matt's number.
Confused and a little uneasy, Matt flipped his phone open and held it up to his ear. "Hey."
"Where did you run off too? Come back to my room if you can even find your way back." There he went again, snapping at him. He really needed to watch himself.
"I just got hungry...sorry. Be there in a minute." Matt closed his phone and went back to Mello's room, glad he had actually remembered where it was.
Mello took a deep breath when Matt walked in. "Matt…" He struggled to find the right words that would sound apologetic enough, but still keep his dignity intact. "I just wanted to say that I'll try to uh…you know…" What the hell was wrong with him!? He couldn't say two simple words!?
"Be nicer?" Matt volunteered, hoping it didn't just get on the blond's nerves. He always seemed to do that.
"Yeah, yeah. That sounds about right. So how about some breakfast?" Mello inwardly thanked Matt for his help and eagerly changed the subject, he was pretty hungry himself anyway.
"Yeah, I'm starved." He knew they still had to talk about whatever Mello's plans were, but that could definitely wait a little longer.
"Good." Mello grabbed a hold of Matt's sleeve and lead the way outside. "Can we take your car?"
Matt followed him, nodding. "That's fine." He unlocked his car and got in. "You gotta pull pretty hard to get the passenger door open."
"Why?" Mello gave a sharp tug on the door and glared when it didn't even budge.
"It's messed up. Hang on, let me help." Matt got back out of the car and walked around to the other side.
"No, I've got it." Mello pulled harder on he handle, not about to be shown up by a car door in front of his best friend.
"Don't be stubborn." Matt rolled his eyes as he tried to reach around the blond and grab the door handle.
Mello huffed, not noticing Matt behind him, and gave one more hard tug. The door gave way and Mello stumbled back into Matt.
Matt caught his friend, laughing as he almost lost his balance, too. "Good job, genius."
Mello playfully glared at Matt over his shoulder. He held onto the car door to help right himself, and felt his face get hot when his ass brushed against Matt's crotch.
Matt squirmed at the contact, letting Mello go and laughing nervously. "Sorry." He hurried back to his side of the car and got in, buckling his seatbelt and starting the engine.
Mello shook his head, willing the blush to go away, and got in the passenger side. "No, my fault."
"Uh, so where should we go?"
"I'm not picky, somewhere fast, I'm getting pretty hungry."
"McDonald's it is, then." He drove to the nearest McDonald's, glad it wasn't too far away. He practically had a mental map of all the fast food places in the area, after eating from them so often. "You wanna go through the drive through?"
Mello hardly ate fast food, but he figured it couldn't be too horrible. "Yeah, I don't want to see the nasty teenagers that are gonna be making our food."
Matt laughed, getting into the line. "That's not very nice. What do you want?"
"I bet you worked here, am I right?" Mello looked smug, and leaned over to Matt to see the menu. "I don't know, just a biscuit or something."
"Welcome to McDonald's, how can I help?" The crackling voice of a young girl asked them.
"Not telling," he answered with a pout. "Can I get two sausage biscuits and a cup of coffee?"
"And one chocolate milk!"
"Okay, that'll be-" A loud crash was heard in the background. "Oh not again!" As the girl left the intercom it got quiet.
"What the hell?" Mello looked at Matt expectantly.
"Well that was weird," Not realizing how close he was, Matt turned his head to keep talking and felt his lips brush against the blond's. He blushed and leaned back a little, mumbling an apology.
Mello jumped slightly at the contact, he stared at Matt, rapidly trying to assess whether that kiss had been on purpose or not. Mello had to know, and for experimental purposes only he pressed his lips against the red head's.
A/N: XD last one was a little short, this one a tiny bit longer. Does anyone have any advice on how long this should be? With what Spicey and I are planning it's gonna end up pretty long from what we can tell. Anything you want us to throw in along the way? XD Not much else to say except how about 6 reviews before we update quicker? :D though more are appreciated!