Anna finished washing her hair then rinsed.
"I can't believe you got so worked up over that" Mello said, he had been sitting on the tile floor, savoring the scent of chocolate in the air.
"Can't a woman have her privacy?!" said Anna, turning off the water.
"Well... yeah... but you seemed like it'd be the end of the world or somethin'"
Anna glanced out from the shower curtain, reaching for the burgundy towel. Mello sat on the floor, arms and legs crossed.
She wrapped the towel around her body, and then opened the curtain. She stepped out, the tile cold on her feet. Mello glanced up, and then started to stand up; the burns still ached like hell. He winced.
"We'll have to do something about that, you know" Anna said, walking outside the door.
"Yeah, whatever" Mello said, following.
They walked out into the living room. Anna went to her coat pocket and pulled out the chocolate bar, then threw it to him.
He caught it and gazed at it. He looked up to look at Anna, but she was gone.
"Err... thanks"
Anna had gone to her room already to get pajamas on. She closed the door, making sure to lock it this time, and threw the wet towel on the floor. She opened her dresser to reveal her clothes; she pulled out some baggy comfortable pants and a tight tank top. Anna then put up her wet hair in a clip, some long strands hanging by her face.
She walked back into the bathroom, shuffling through the medicine cabinet. She pulled out gauze, cream for burns, and the pain reliever.
Mello sat on the couch, his legs crossed. He nibbled the corner off the chocolate bar and waited for Anna.
"I need you to take off your vest, Mello" Anna stepped into the living room, and then pulled a chair by the couch.
He smirked at her and then took off his scorched vest, showing a toned chest, a deep burn right across it. His cross necklace fell over it.
Anna didn't expect such a fabulous body; she expected a normal guy's body. Mello's turn out to be a hell of a lot better... maybe it was just her.
She then realized she was lucky enough to be able to touch it, nearly ripping the roll of gauze right in half.
"Anna... you're blushing" Mello's voice ran through her head.
"Wha... yea, hold on, what?!" Anna dropped the gauze in her lap; her hands flew to her face.
"It won't do any good now, your whole face is red" the corner of his mouth slowly turned into a smile.
Anna smirked and squeezed some cream into her hand from the tube. She paused before touching Mello's toned chest.
"Anna... quit pausing, here" He said, gently grabbing Anna's wrist, then making her fingertips touch his hard chest.
Anna's face was entirely red. She melted when she touched his firm torso.
"Do I need to guide where your hand needs to go also?" Mello still hand his strong hand on her small wrist.
"Err... no... I can do it" she gently moved her fingertips across the burn, Mello released his hold on her wrist.
Mello's burn ran deep in his skin, it ran from the top of his abdominal muscles to his forehead. Anna got used to the feel of his skin, but still loving every second of touching it.
After rubbing a good amount of cream into the worst of burn, Anna wrapped two layers of gauze over his chest burns, and then tied the ends into knot on Mello's shoulder.
"There... that should hold you for the night" Anna wrapped the remaining gauze up on the holder, and then sat criss cross on the chair before Mello. "Will you be able to sleep like that?" She asked, putting a tired head on her hand.
"I'll be fine, but you look tired... go to bed or somethin'" Mello answered.
"I don't have to work tomorrow, I'll be fine" Anna yawned.
"Go to sleep" he pointed a finger towards her room.
Anna replied with a smirk, and then pushed the chair in its original place. "Do you need anything? A blanket perhaps, or a pillow, maybe even a shirt?"
"I doubt you have a guy's shirt" Mello began to get comfortable on the couch; Anna shuffled around in her drawers in her room. She found a long-lost huge t-shirt she bought a long time ago, and then she took a pillow away from her bed.
Anna went into the living room and tossed the pillow and t-shirt to Mello. He glanced up at her; she turned the lights off and went into her room.
Mello slipped the t-shirt on over his burns layered in gauze. He then placed the pillow on the arm of the couch. The whole house smelled like chocolate from the shower, and then pillow even did slightly because she had laid on it before after her shower.
Mello snuggled into the pillow, and then drifted off into a lovely sleep.
In her room, Anna struggled to fall asleep. She didn't know why, she was extremely tired. Anna crawled under her blankets and set her head on the feather-pillow.
She blinked up at the white painted ceiling, thinking dreamily of Mello. He was particularly charming. She loved him.
But the thought stared at her in the back of the head:
'Will he still be here when he heals?"