Chapter 7 - Lost But Not Forgotten

Next day:

"Hey! Let go of me! Rape! Rape!"

"Shut up you idiot." A small hand covered Matt's mouth. "If you keep screaming we'll get caught. And watch where you're kicking!"

"Mello...you scared me. What are you doing?"

"I'm hot...my penis is itchy." Mello pushed Matt against the storeroom wall.

"Want me to scratch it for you?"

"Not like that. It tingles, I need to be touched."

"But shouldn't we be in class? No one knows where we are so they'll come looking for us, then..."

"Stop talking you're ruining the moment."

"But I don't want us to get kicked..." Mello pressed his lips against Matts putting an end to his protest. He moved his tongue in and out of Matt's mouth sucking on his top lip before releasing him.

"I miss you. I thought I'd be happy that you were moved to another class, then I wouldn't have to put up with your abuse, but it just isn't the same. Though you annoy the hell out of me...I kind of like it."

"...Did you fall and bump your head? Matt wasn't use to Mello behaving like this. It was as if something had taken over his body. Usually Mello was cold, at times distant. Matt adapted to his personality, he knew it wasn't easy living at Whammy's House. Together they strove for a way out and now they were free, yet Mello could not forget the friend he lost at that very orphanage.

Four years ago:

"Hi." A blonde haired child stood over Matt clasping a baby blue bunny plushie in his right arm.

Matt was playing with toy trucks slamming them together making explosion noises. He was aware that there was to be a new kid arriving today but he had no interest. Eventually the new kids ended up like most of the other children at Wammy. Mean, vindictive, and snobbish. For this reason Matt stayed to himself. He learned from experience not to trust anyone there.

Matt took his time acknowledging Mello. He managed to stay out of trouble for a whole five months and had no intentions of tarnishing his record. He stopped playing with his toys to face Mello. "Hey..." Wooow! He's pretty...but he's probably a meanie. Matt quickly turned his back to continue his crash play.

"I like your hair. It's so...red."

This distinct feature was the target of merciless ridicule. After being called a red haired freak, fire monster, and other hurtful names day after day, Matt had come to hate his hair, spending hours at a time pulling it out string by string. But no matter how much of the burdened hair he plucked, the red mess never seemed to thin out.

"Do you really?" Matt's eyes lowered to the ground. He expected an answer like "No you hideous freak!" Something the other kids use to do till he learned to ignore their "complements".

"Yes. I like red hair, but I got blonde." Mello sat near Matt on the floor helping himself to one of Matt's toys.

"You should be happy. I don't like mine."

"But it's beautiful. I would love to have hair like yours."

Another child joined the two. He sat beside Matt grabbing on to his arm. Without speaking he began pilling blocks on top of the trucks.

"This is Near. He doesn't talk much but he's okay I guess."

"Why is his hair white. Isn't that for old people?"

"Umm...I don't know. It just is."

Mello giggled as he moved closer to Near. He touched his hair, rubbing his fingers through it. "It's so soft."

"Do you want to touch mine?" Matt bend his head. "I just washed it this morning."

"It smells like strawberry, and it's soft too." Mello kissed Matt's hair. "Look, you're turning into a rose," he added referring to Matt's flushed face.

"Kiss mine too."

"No Near. He doesn't want to kiss yours."

"It's okay, I don't mine." Mello planted a soft kiss on Near's hair."

"Are you hungry? I have snacks in my room if you want some."

"Do you have chocolate?"

"Yep! I have lots and lots of chocolate."

"You can come to Near. Come come blondie."

"Blondie?"

"You don't like it?"

"I do like it. It's cute. But only you can call me that."

Present time:

Mello unzipped Matt's shorts pulling them down to his ankles. He then removed his underwear. The two lovers stripped eachother naked, kissing and touching various body parts along the way. A stream of light shone through a small window reflacting off Matt's eyes giving them a hazel appearence. "Your eyes are changing colors again." Mello licked Matt's swollen lips.

The friction created by their bodies rubbing together kept them warm in contrast to the cold storeroom. Mello moaned as Matt massaged his nipples. He slid his hand to Matt's ass moving his fingers between his cheeks.

"I learned something new today. Want to see?" Whispered Mello against Matt's ear.

Matt nodded for he was to dazed to speak. He felt like he was going to faint due to the pleasure he was receiving. Mello teased his hole while gently massaging his balls.

"Haa!"

"Feels good doesn't it?

"Mello...I'm...I'm tearing!"

"No you're not. Relax and it'll feel better. Oh! I forgot. I need to make my finger slippery. No wonder it hurts."

Mello removed his finger from Matt's anus and into his own mouth. He alternated between licking and sucking his finger as Matt watched between loll lids.

"Umm, you taste great." Mello noticed Matt's body gradually sinking. "You're getting weak. We learned about this yesterday. Sometimes when you're experiencing a lot of pleasure your become body becomes limp and it feel like your legs are going to give way." Mello walked over to a table piled with boxes and began moving them one by one. "Don't just stand there, help me."

Once the table was cleared, Mello positioned Matt on top laying him on his back and spreading his legs.

"Mello I should be doing this to you. I want to make you feel good."

"But I do feel good. Just watching you drunk on my love makes me horny. Plus, I told you some day I'll be the husband."

"The husband...?"

"So you're doing naughty things in the dark, huh Matt? You just can't be right."

Light had just returned from Wakaikun when he spotted Matt apparently heading to his next class. Light followed from a distants making sure not to be seen by others. He watched as Mello popped out from the storeroom and grabbed Matt from behind. As he listened near the door he fought the impulse to burst through it and beat the hell out of that ugly blonde slut Matt was so fond of, however, he refrained from such violence. This was ammunition for blackmail. With this type of information he could probably entice Matt to do almost anything.

Have fun my little wild flower. I'll have mine later.

Was he trying to seduce me? Asking such vulgar questions...and what was that little show all about? Now that his boyfriend isn't here it seems like he's coming on to me. Such a shame. Kids nowadays swing their asses all over the place. I actually wouldn't mind giving him what he wants but I don't desire sloppy seconds. He's probably already broken in, hell, he's probably been fucked a few times. I can't help but feel sorry for that poor brat. It's not safe to be in love with a whore.

*Buzzzz Buzzzz* (Phone vibrating)

"Yes. I'll be there in a sec, I'm just leaving my office. Okay bye."

*Sigh* "I need to relax. At this rate I'll be bald before the end of the school year.

First: Thanks for reading (^_^)

Second: Thanks for reviewing (=^.^=)

Third: Theres a few things going on in this story (some may think so, some may not) but I swear it will all be explained gradually.

Forth: Study time =(

Note: The last section was Mikami reflecting on an incident that occurred minutes before the Mello and Matt storeroom scene. The "whore" he's referring to his Mello (I'll explain what happened in the next chapter or the chapter after the next).