Alright then…here is chapter nine! This chapter may be weird as fuck…don't blame me… :D

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Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note

:Matt POV:

A couple days later Mello was still in bed, but he was doing better. His face and body were healing up nicely, so I could relax. My boss still hadn't called back, thank God. I didn't need any more drama.

I was sitting on the couch watching TV, the house was clean and since Mello was asleep, he couldn't give me orders. So I had nothing to do. I was channel surfing until I came across this ad for a vacuum cleaner. And for some odd reason, I was totally absorbed in the commercial. Weird.

A few hours later I was watching a game show, getting somewhat bored.

When the phone rang. My heart jumped into my throat after the first ring. I stared at the device.

Oh God! Is it him? Or is it for Mello? Do I have the jurisdiction to answer his phone calls? Maybe if I just tell them he's not here, it will be fine. But what if it is my boss? BUT WHAT IF IT'S NOT?

I was having an internal debate within my brain. I then ultimately decided to answer the phone. I got up and walked over to the ringing thing, and picked it up.

"Hello?"

A robotic voice spoke on the other side.

"Hello! Just a little reminder that the Sexual Orientation test is now in progress! You have until Tuesday to get your results in! Good luck!"

It then hung up. And I dropped the phone. That's what I get for answering it.

Fuck! I forgot all about the Sexual Orientation test! What am I going to do? Mello is still asleep! Wait…

I then looked at the TV for the day. It was Sunday. I had two, or rather one and a half days to get Mello to wake up and have sex with me. That would be easy…

Okay, I lie. I'm as good as screwed. I looked towards the bedroom where the sleeping beauty lay.

I have to change his bandages anyway. Maybe I can get him to wake up.

I walked into the bedroom and stood next to him. He looked so peaceful when he slept, like an angel…

I quickly changed his bandages, failing in trying to get him to wake up. I sighed.

I don't even know what's going to happen if I fail the test.

I left the room and closed the door. I walked back over to the couch and fell down on it.

What am I going to do?

I then stared at the wall until I dozed off to sleep…

O-O-O

When I woke up, the sun was shining and the TV was still on. Oops. I checked the date.

Monday. It was Monday.

Shit.

I jumped off the couch and ran into the bedroom, where I saw a miracle.

Mello was awake! He was lying in bed with his eyes, or, eye open and just staring out into space. He glanced at me and then tried to sit up. I helped him.

"Mello! You're finally awake! How do you feel?"

His hair was all over the place and he looked dead. He tried rubbing both eyes, but felt the bandage and gave me a worried look.

"Don't worry, you healed up nicely. The bandages should come off soon."

Like hell I'm going to tell him he has a scar! How would he take that?

He nodded and looked around the room, squinting a couple times.

"M-Matt…"

I got closer.

"Yes, Mello? My master?"

His eyes widened a bit at me calling him 'master'. He then threw his legs over the edge of the bed and gripped my shoulder. I grabbed his hand and helped him stand. He was a little wobbly, but all in all he was pretty stable. Thank goodness.

He let go of me and stood still, making sure that he was okay. I stood next to him just in case. He then nodded to me and began to walk out the bedroom door, me following close behind.

He walked into the kitchen and sat down. He rested his head in his arms and sighed. I sat down across from him.

"Do you need anything? Medicine or anything?"

He looked up at me for a second before muttering, "Chocolate."

I stood up and went over to the fridge, pulling a bar out. I opened it and handed it to him. He started munching on it slowly. Well, at least he was eating.

"Matt…how long was I asleep?"

"About 3 days."

His eyes widened. "Three days? Are you serious?"

I nodded. Yeah, and you've got to have sex with me now, or I'm screwed.

He groaned and rubbed his temples. "I feel like shit."

I took a deep breath. Just say it…

"Really? Well, you know what could make you feel better?"

He quirked an eyebrow at me. "What?"

I swallowed. "Uh…sex."

That earned me a swift slap across the face, causing me to stumble out of the chair. When I looked back at Mello, he had this death glare.

"That's your best remedy? Sex? Well forget it you pervert!"

He stood up out of the chair and stomped into the living room.

Okay, that didn't work. Let's try something else.

I walked into the living room as well, watching Mello chew angrily on a chocolate bar. He threw me a look and huffed. I sighed and went to sit next to him.

Bad move. He just woke up from a coma and he's most likely pissed. Really bad move.

"HEY! Did I say you could sit on the couch? Get the fuck off!"

I turned to him, confused, until he hit me across the face with the remote, sending me to the floor. I held my cheek, there was going to a mark. When I looked at Mello, he had this grin that yelled 'get the fuck out of the room!'

And I was going to, but I couldn't. I had to deal with this. And I knew this wasn't going to be good.

"Good boy. Now stay down there until I say you can come up on the couch. Got it?"

I could only nod. What the fuck? Shouldn't he be weak? Not demanding like a little bitch? God he is so bipolar. But I had to take his bipolar-ness….just like a little….a little dog.

GRAH! Hi!

Yeah, this didn't make any sense, sorry…

And also, don't ask why I made it the Sexual Orientation Test…just don't….

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