A/N: yeah, double update today because My thoughts refuse to leave me alone while I'm trying to write, this is part of the first one I guess...

Disclaimer: My Mattie said to tell you that I own nothing.

Red

~Miheal~

Red had always been Matt's color, his hair was like fire, prefect against his skin pale, slightly freckled and so touchable. I took a deep breath watching more blood dripping to the floor, staining the tile that same color and I felt so broken.

"Mattie?" My own voice was hoarse, I never ever cried, but I could see marks, scars, tracing his arms, standing out in the light as he tried to stop the small scratch from bleeding and I was still so exhausted.

He jumped and turned to face me, blood draining from his face, "Mels..." He licked his lips, eyes flickering behind his goggles and I realized he was worried that I'd be angry. I didn't know if I was or not as I came closer to him and took his hand, kissing the scars gently and looking up at him.

Matt's eyes were huge behind the goggles as he looked at me, shock written across his features as he tried to pull his arm away from me, "Mel don't..."

I reached up and pulled off the orange-tinted covers and looked at him seriously, he couldn't lie to me now, not looking into my eyes with his bright emerald orbs, my fingers still against his cheek forcing him to look at me.

His lips parted and he licked them again, shaking his head slowly, "Mello, it's not important, just a scratch, you can let me go." I looked at his arm and then at him and yeah, I realized, I was angry.

I dropped his arm, "Get your shit together or leave. I won't have you trying to work on the case if you're compromised." He nodded slowly looking down at the blood and biting his lip, "Mel...you won't leave me again?"

That one broken sounding sentence made me ache for the friend I left behind and I forced him to look at me again, my face was hard.

"Mail Jeevas, you damn well know how I feel about that, I'll make you go somewhere else if you keep hurting yourself because I want you safe, but I will never ever leave you again." I looked into his eyes, blue meeting green.

He shivered and something in his face made me feel strange as he nodded against my hand, "Okay Mello..." He blinked slowly and turned, gently, exaggeratedly hesitant and very deliberately kissed my palm.

His lips were warm, instead of pulling away and slapping him for being an idiot like I normally would've I simply stayed still, watching him, his eyes were closed and he seemed to be breathing in deeply, it was almost cliche and yet somehow oddly sweet.

"Mattie?" I asked quietly, confused. He broke the contact and turned that beautiful gaze on me.

My breath caught, he looked so serious, his face set in determined lines, that red fire falling into his eyes and his inner spark, the one that so rarely showed anymore, buried behind this hopelessly submissive person he'd become since I'd left Wammy's, was burning in his eyes.

"I love you Miheal."

A/N: So yeah...this is going to be odd thoughts obviously, but do me a favor? Review anyways and let me know what you think, or if there's little pieces you want me to use in my/turn into full blown stories yeah?