A.N: And another chapter, DONE! I am on a freaking Roll!

Mello's POV:

I smiled when I pulled away and saw Matt relax and smile in his sleep. He had looked uneasy earlier, but that was gone now.

All with one kiss.

He rolled over subconsciously so he was facing me, before murmuring "Mello…. Thanks."

I slid quietly in to bed next to him, kicking off my boots and throwing them by his. He instantly curled up against me, his head resting in the crook of my neck. I placed my arm around his waist and pulled him closer, allowing myself to relax as well.

I hadn't slept in a very long time, after all. Being an insomniac is kind of part of the job description.

Slowly my eyes closed, and everything melted away except for him.

When I opened my eyes again, it was dark out.

Like, really dark out.

I glanced at the clock. It read four AM.

Shit.

I bet Near wasn't resting, wasn't behind time, wasn't missing facts.

Wasn't really fucking comfortable in bed with a hot ass gamer...

I figured I guess it wouldn't be so bad to let Near have a bit more of a head start.

I mean really.

Have you seen Matt?

I sighed, closing my eyes once more and smiling down at the beautiful red head against me.

The next morning I was up by nine thirty, dressed, and ready to start beating that damn albino. He was already a few days ahead, and I would need to catch up, fast. I let Matt sleep for as long as I could, he still needed a lot of rest to heal his wounds and make up for all the blood he lost.

He may not want to admit it, but I knew it still hurt, and he still felt weak.

And I wanted him to get better.

And never get hurt.

Ever.

Fucking.

Again.

Understood?

He woke up at one, yawing before dragging himself over to where I was sitting, working on the laptop.

I was looking in to a few new leads. But I was pretty sure they wouldn't lead anywhere.

But I might as well try. I would take any chances.

Well, almost any chances.

Anyway, he practically fell on to the couch next to me, rubbing his eyes tiredly, which I had to admit was pretty cute.

"Hey…. What time did you get up?" He asked, stretching. He winced a few times, and though I didn't show it, I worried.

"Nine Thirty." I replied, not looking back up. I had work to do.

He nodded slightly, walking over to pick up his laptop before sitting back down beside me.

I groaned angrily after a few minutes. I had been right; the leads were dead ends, which put me even farther behind Near.

Damn it all!

Wait, not it all, that includes Matt.

Damn him!

I felt like punching something.

Something scrawny, childish, and white.

Named Near.

I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder, and I looked up, glaring. Matt smiled back, handing me his laptop. I glanced down and froze, all my frustration melting away.

It was a complete set of files.

And not just any files.

The SPK files.

"I- I'm sorry I made you get behind Near. This should catch you up with everything he knows." He said, glancing away.

I was speechless. Not only had he read me so well, he had done probably the hardest hacking job ever, and broke in to SPK. I sucked in a breath, looking between the computer screen and him.

"Matty, I love you."

"I know."