Yay! Last chapter! I know that this chapter is kind of sucky (I just really wanted to finish this story) but if I have time (since I have plans for other stories) I may re-write it/add more to it. Man, I've been writing this for almost two years, how lazy am I? Huh? Glad it's over, however, if you do have any suggestions for this story they are welcome and if you're lucky/I like you're idea I may reconsider continuing this story. After all I hate the ending.

Near P.O.V

I had trouble sleeping last night; I know I shouldn't dwell on something so minuscule with such seriousness, especially not if Mail said it, but the thought wouldn't leave my mind. I even ended up wasting time watching Mihael sleep!

This morning Matt didn't come over, so it was just Mihael and I. We sat on our respective beds and just stared at each other, it was obvious that he was also disturbed (probably more like embarrassed) by Matt's behaviour and question to me last night. He sighed "So . . . ."

Mello began, clearly just trying to get me to start a conversation to ease the awkward and maybe a little boring silence. Since he seemed eager enough to chat I guess I could always try again to voice my thoughts, it's not like that always backfires or anything like that (never).

"So, is it true?" I asked, Mihael gave me a confused look. I took in a deep breath, than slowly exhaled it, trying to draw out the inevitable as long as possible, "That you like me." I searched his face for a reaction, but he didn't seem effected by my question, more like he was expecting it, this gave me a sense of relief.

"Of course I like you, you're my brother." Mihael laughed, he had totally missed my point. I felt like face palming.

"No, Mello, I mean," I drew in another breath, that familiar sense of fear engulfed me, it was obvious that he would avoid the subject unless I said it straight out. "Do you love me, in the sense that Matt spoke of last night." The smile dropped from Mihael's face and for some reason that almost brought tears to my eyes. I was scared of his reaction.

"Oh," Mello said, he sounded disappointed; it was now more than obvious that he was avoiding the subject."

"Well?" Now that I'd asked him I couldn't just leave myself hanging.

"Look does it even matter!?" Mihael suddenly snapped, glaring at me, because I wasn't expecting it the volume of his voice caused me to flinch back it fear. Mihael saw this and lent back a little, he began glaring at the ground instead of me and asked, "Does it even matter, you don't know so does it matter if I do?"

At first I didn't know what he was talking about, and then I remembered last night.

FLASHBACK

"What would you say if Mihael confessed to you?" Matt casually asked.

I thought for a moment about it, I'd never thought about Mihael that way before, what would I say? Was Matt really serious? I averted my eyes from theirs. "I don't know."

END FLASHBACK

Mihael must be upset because I couldn't give him a straight answer, "I think I could love you." I stated honestly, my face going red in the process. At my words, Mihael's head shot up, disbelief and doubt written all over his face.

"What?" He asked after a moment, I really didn't want to have to repeat myself.

"I said," I gulped, suddenly feeling a lot more nervous than before. "I could love you." I hesitantly looked up to meet those icy blue eyes of my stepbrother, and he smiled.

"I think I could love you too."

He got off of his bed, hesitantly made his way over to mine and sat down. We stared at each other for a while, trying to figure out what the other one was thinking. I hadn't taken the time to notice it before, but Mihael is gorgeous; his eyes are so fierce and yet so gentile when he looks at me, his hair and facial features are feminine and yet he's still so masculine. Before I knew it, it seemed that Mihael and I had both simultaneously lent in for a kiss, an amazing and intoxicating kiss.

Yep, I definitely love him.

Even though at this moment in time this story is complete, if you have any suggestions for this story they are welcome and if you're lucky/I like you're idea I may reconsider continuing this story. After all I hate the ending. I really do. A lot.

Thank you DarkAngelJudas for all of your help! Without you I probably wouldn't have gotten past chapter 2 :) (that rhymed)