Author's Note: Wow, I've sort of forgotten about this 30kisses thing…meh. Ah well, here's another installment. If anyone still cares, enjoy! If not…well…that doesn't really matter.
Honestly, I don't know what I think of this piece. The idea just sort of came to me, and I don't know if it turned out well or not. I do know that I really like writing based on colors (*ahem*red*ahem*). This turned out really drabble-y though…I sort of debated posting it, but figured someone might enjoy it, so it's worth posting.
Anyways, if you do read this, do let me know what you think! I know Matt's a little bit out of character and weirdly flowery in this piece, but it just sort of worked that way. Besides, I like to think Matt has a poetic side sometimes. ^_^
Enjoy, and thanks for reading!
Title: My Shade of Blue
Author: Josephine Falnor
Pairing: Mello/Matt
Fandom: Death Note
Theme: #15: Perfect Blue
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, Matt, or Mello. That would be epic, and I wish I could say they were mine, but they aren't. -_-
Rating: K
POV: Matt
There's a certain shade of blue that everyone loves. Not just people who like the color blue, but everyone. They love it in different forms, and for different reasons, but everyone at loves it in some way, regardless of who they are.
That shade of blue is the color of the sky; something that gives people hope, that makes them want to fly. It makes them want to escape from everything that causes trouble, and get away from this world. It's the color of heaven for those who believe in that sort of thing, and it's the color of forever, for those of us who don't believe in an afterlife. It's the color we all miss when the sky is cloudy, or after the sun has gone down.
That shade of blue is the color of the ocean; that endless expanse of water that separates one continent from another, one group of people from another. It's a force to be reckoned with, crossed, and conquered. There's always a fascination with crossing a sea or an ocean, and seeing what lies on the other side, even today, when technology can do that for us. The ocean remains an obstacle that challenges people.
That shade of blue is Mello's eyes; the deep orbs inside his head, that tell me if he's happy, sad, angry, or any other emotion in between. The color that tells me he loves me when he kisses me, and that he's upset about something when he ignores me. It captivates me, and forces me to give Mello the attention he wants. It's one of the last colors I pay attention to before going to bed, when I'm laying on the mattress, facing Mello, the moment before our eyes close. It's the first color I notice in the morning, since Mello always wakes up a few seconds before me, so when I open my eyes, I meet his instantly. That blue has been the same since we were kids, and it always takes me back to that time. In short, that color is timeless.
The people who like the sky and ocean can keep them. I have my perfect blue, always complete in Mello's eyes. I follow that perfect shade of blue around, doing whatever it wants, determined to keep it happy. That shade is so much brighter and more gorgeous when it's happy. The sky could turn red, and the ocean could dry up, but nothing will change Mello's eyes, holding my perfect shade of blue.