Author's Note: Hello again!! Here's my next 30kisses entry. Thanks to everyone that read the last one. Major thanks to xxBeyondxBirthdayxx (I really appreciate your support! The symbolism thing is a very new writing style for me. I've read your stories that use it, and they're so amazing! Either way, it really means a lot that you liked it. ^_^) and Shrewlady (Thanks for always reading these Mom. It's so sweet of you to understand my favorite yaoi pairing. ^^).
So, ah, here's the next one. Please review and tell me what you think!
Ah, I thought I should mention that this is the first time I've ever written from Matt's point of view. I love his character, but I always write as Mello. I really enjoyed writing as him this time. To those of you that have written as Matt before, how'd I do? I'm curious. ^_^
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Title:
Look At Me
Author: Josephine Falnor
Pairing:
Matt/Mello (or Mello/Matt…really, it can be either)
Fandom:
Death Note
Theme: #01 Look Over Here
Disclaimer:
I think it's already been established that I don't own Death
Note… -_- Wish I did, but I don't…
Rating: K+
for…well…they kiss, so yeah, I'm bumping it from K to K+ for
that, haha.
Warning: Possible spoilers for those that
haven't read all of Death Note.
POV: Matt
Mello has always paid attention to me. Good attention, I mean. He always paid attention to Near too, but that's mostly when he yells at him, hits him, threatens him, or whatever else he thinks he can get away with. To people other than me and Near, he usually doesn't care enough to take notice, unless if it serves him in some way. Whatever though…he pays attention to me, and that's what matters.
I was always thinking about stupid things too (yeah, I admit it.) While Mello was concerned with his intelligence level and how to raise it, I mostly cared about how many boss levels I beat and how fast I did it. That sort of thing is always more fun though if you share it with someone, you know? Since Mello and I were roommates, he was usually the one I talked to.
Even within a few weeks of when we started sharing a room, I would sit by him while he studied, playing my game the whole time. Occasionally, I'd do really well, and I'd say "Mello! Look over here!" It's odd, but he always looked at whatever it was I was showing him. Even if I'd shown him the game hundreds of times, even if he was deep in the middle of whatever he was working on, he'd always look. He never complied with anyone's requests, except for mine.
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It continued on through the years. When I got older, I took an interest in cars, and Roger started letting me work on the ones that were kept in the garage at the orphanage. I guess Mello liked having me around too, because he'd bring along a book or something to do when I went down there to work. The pattern was the same though. Something interesting would happen, I'd tell him to look over at me, and he'd get up and come over to see whatever it was I was showing him. I don't know that he was ever really interested, but he was really good at pretending.
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The day Mello found out L had died, he came back to the room, completely distraught, and started packing as fast as he could. I think he was just desperate to get out of there. I watched for a moment as he explained what had happened, all while picking what clothes to take. After that, he packed in silence, and I watched. He finished after a few more minutes and closed his suitcase. He didn't even look at me when he turned for the door and started to leave.
I walked up behind him before he left, not wanting to lose my chance.
"Hey, Mells? Look over here." I said quietly, the familiar phrase escaping my lips quietly. I was really surprised when Mello, determined to leave as he was, turned to look at me. I seized my opportunity and reached around him, placing my hand on the back of his head to keep him there, before leaning forward with my eyes closed, and kissing him. For some reason, he didn't pull away; rather, he dropped his bag on the floor and wrapped his arms around me, holding me closer, still kissing me.
We stayed like that for a few minutes before we both pulled away for air, still staring at each other. "Mello, let me come with you, alright? I'll take care of myself, I just don't want to be here without you." I said, wanting to ask before he decided to leave again.
He was quiet for a moment, completely still except for his fingers, which were playing with my hair. "Matt, it'll be dangerous. You at least have food and shelter here. You should stay here and be taken care of." His eyes looked sad as he spoke. I knew he wanted me to come with him, but he was too stubborn to say it outright.
I shook my head in response. "If you leave, this place will be missing the one thing I care about the most." I said, not taking my eyes off of him, deciding I could at least have a mental picture if he decided to leave without me. "I don't need anything but you. Let me come."
He stared at me for a moment, then smiled a bit and nodded. "Fine, just hurry and pack. I want to get going as soon as we can."
I didn't say anything else. I just moved away from him and pulled my suitcase out from under my bed, cramming it full of stuff I thought I would need. Mello helped me, checking the rest of the room and tossing things my way, which were quickly added to the pile.
I was ready in under ten minutes. After I closed up the suitcase I went over to the door that Mello had opened, and took one last look around our room, before following him out. I could never have guessed what would happen after that, but it really didn't matter. I was happy just knowing that, no matter what happened, Mello would be there to look over at me.
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A/N: Ah, so, I've had this finished for a couple days, and I'm just posting it now. I was waiting to give the first part a couple days on livejournal, so that's the cause for the delay. Ah, sorry!! Either way, I'm hoping to have my next one finished very soon.
Also, is it creepy to say I love all my readers? Because I do. Ah, I'm really not trying to be creepy… ^^;