AN: I'm so sorry! Do you hate me? I haven't updated in soooo loooong! Blame it on school. But I'm back and I'll try my hardest to make it up to you. Also thank you to the fabulous XxCatalinaxX ! Your review made my day and is the reason I finally decided to make time to update (although a good review was kinda scary because now I have a standard to live up to)! I will send you virtual hugs and pocky ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or the amazing Billy Joel's "Only the Good Die Young" (If you do not like either of these things, I now ask you to imagine me glaring at you and telling you none too politely to GET OUT)
Warnings: Yaoi (but no lemons, I wouldn't be able to write that), swearing, and Mello (although he's Christian in this story)
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The things that you might have done
Mello POV
My eye was twitching. Like a crazy person. On drugs. What was the cause of the spasmodic eye twitching you ask? Well, that is a lovely question that will be answered momentarily.
I can handle a lot. Drug addicts? They go clean within a week of meeting me. Atheists? I've converted quite a few. But if there was one thing I could not put up with it was… homosexuals. They disgust me. And they never let me help them. They claim "they don't need help". Oh please. And so…
"THAT," began Roger with a big, self-satisfied smirk, "is your room-mate, Matt. SURPRISE, HE'S GAY!" This caused the eye twitching and, about five seconds later, the screaming in disbelief. This Matt person, this unholy creature of Satan, he looked at me with this big, disgusting smile and nodded. Nodded! I shook Roger harshly by the shoulders, demanding a new roommate, but was refused. Soulless bastard.
But what happened next was the worst. That…thing, Matt, he bounded towards me shouting,"Yay roomie!" and before I could do anything to stop it he grabbed me in a big, horrible hug that was near impossible to escape from. "Let me go you heathen!" I shouted, but to no avail (AN: heathen? Avail? I was not aware that these words were even in my vocabulary). And then he slid off his goggles, looked deep into my eyes, took his soft, moisturized hand and stroked my face before pulling me closer, closer, closer…
"OH HELL NO!" I exclaimed (I swear, ok? No one's perfect), and shoved him away with all the strength I could muster. "I am NOT gay!" He looked me up and down. Blue collared shirt, khaki shorts, and my beautiful, shiny, shoulder length blonde hair that I was very proud of. "You sure?" he asked, "I mean, your hair…" I cut him off "Jesus had long hair!" He chuckled a surprisingly deep, jolly chuckle (AN: Santa?) "Sure, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night."
And with that he sauntered out of the room, leaving me to crumple in defeat onto a bed and complete whether or not suicide was really a sin.
AN: I… I don't even know. Mello… He's become a mean, annoying Christian (not that all Christians are mean and annoying). Even I can honestly say I didn't expect him to be so biased and hateful. We'll fix him soon. Please know that his views do not reflect my own. Anyway, yes I know that chapter's a bit short again. It's easier on me, it helps me stretch the story out for more chapters, and if you really love me you'll accept me for who I am. I'll update ASAP, but please more reviews because they are my food and I am hungry!
Love ya like you're Raman,
BeautifulLie1313 (I'll give virtual ramen to anyone who gets the meaning behind my name)