[[A/N It's here, finally. If you are still reading this all i can say is thank you so much for sticking with me during a long and rather eventful period of my life. If you aren't, well, I don't blame you.]]
Chapter 11 – Cold Wind Blows
Matt sat shivering under a tree. Why did he run away? More to the point, what was Mello going to say when he got back? It was cold and typically of England, it had started raining. Matt had no money, he had no food, he was running low on cigarettes and the battery on his Game Boy had long since died. As he huddled against the growing wind, he thought back to what had happened between himself and Mello, he sighed. What had come over him? Sure, Mello was good looking, but he wasn't... gay.
Looking around, Matt quickly realised he would have to go back. He wasn't an outdoor person. He had only been gone for a few days and he missed the security of the orphanage, the constant traffic of people, the unvarying noise level as well as the occasional knock at his door. He watched the sun dip behind a hill in the distance and sighed. It would take him a while to get back, if he was even allowed back. He'd never known anyone to leave Wammy's House only to return.
After a few hours, he was back in the Winchester countryside. The rain had stopped and he was soon close to Wammy's. He'd have to explain himself to Roger. What would he say? 'Sorry Roger but I had to leave for a few days because I suddenly realised I'm gay and I couldn't deal with living in the same room as Mello?' yeah, right, like that would work.
More importantly, (at least in his head) what would Mello do or say? Would he act like it had never happened? Would he snub him more than he did before? Or would he act on it? Would he be expecting more? Would Matt be willing to give more?
Of course, he already knew the answer. He knew that if Mello wanted him, he'd be there. He'd do anything for him, because as much as he hated to admit it, Mello had helped him. He owed Mello his life in more ways than one. And he knew he'd be there, until his heart stopped beating.
Sighing heavily, Matt opened the large gate, the usual creaking sound gone because of the rain. He walked the long path that lead to the large oak doors and opened them to find Roger stood in the entrance hall.
"Matt, what a pleasant surprise," he said. "Would you like to join me in my office and we'll discuss your re-enrolment."
"How do you know I'm here to re-enrol?" Matt asked suspiciously.
"You've been gone for five days. Batteries on handheld games consoles don't last that long," he replied diligently. "And I remember the camping trip we had a few years ago. You aren't an outdoor person, Matt."
"Fine, let's go discuss my re-enrolment."
A few minutes later, Matt was sat on the opposite side of a mahogany desk to Roger, a hot chocolate in hand and a small plate of biscuits to the side of him.
"You must understand, Matt, that if we accept you back here, you are to be on your best behaviour. No fighting. Being on time to class. Handing in assignments as required. There will be no other warnings. This is the final warning and should you step out of line, or if there is another incident like this, you will be handed over to the authorities as Mail Jeevas. You will no longer be permitted to speak to anyone here; you will not be allowed to access any of the documents or files held at Wammy's House. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir," Matt replied dipping his head slightly.
"It's late, Drink your hot chocolate, and go to room 3, the guest room. I will have a hot meal brought up to you and tomorrow you will resume classes as normal. You will also share your previous room with Mello. There are to be no complaints."
"Yes sir," Matt repeated monotonously.
[[It was better than this, but wod randomly decided to shut down on me and fail with the autorecover. R&R and please be nice :D]]
"Go, your meal will be brought to you within the next half an hour, I expect you're exhausted, so eat, then sleep."