A.N: I don't really know why I like this kind of story, but I really do. I did a chapter like this one on SGK too, but I think I like this one more.

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far and kept on reading, I promise I'll try to get more chapters up soon.

Mello's POV:

The next morning I woke up early, slipping unnoticed out of bed long before the sun rose. Matt would never be caught dead up at this hour. But I had important work to do.

I was dressed and out the door just as the sky was beginning to lighten up. I had my jacket zipped tight around me, it was only a few days till Christmas and it was still really fucking cold.

After all, leather isn't exactly warm.

I was at base in record time, marching inside with my chocolate in hand, turning heads with every step and every sweet crack.

The meeting I attended ran very late, literately from dawn until disk and possibly beyond. However, I was very content with how things went.

My way.

We were yet again a step closer to catching Kira. Even if he had evaded us last time, especially with Soichiro Yagami finding my name out. At least he didn't live long enough to tell anyone other than the Kira Task Force members.

Only when I reached the car and looked down at my phone to see the twenty or so missed calls did my mind flash back to the red head I had left at home. I listened to the last message he had left.

"Mello, its Matt again, where the hell are you? It's minus three degrees out there and you haven't been home all day. I'm sorry if you were mad at me or something, I'm sorry just please come home, please don't say you've left again. I'm still out looking for you. Please call me."

I swallowed hard. It sounded like he was about to cry.

Wait… he was out searching for me… in minus three degree weather…. Without his car cause I'm using it…..

Shit.

I called him, but he didn't answer.

Shit!

I sped off, driving everywhere he could have and would have looked for me, until there was nowhere else to go. I was almost back to our apartment when out of the corner of my eye I spotted a flash of red hair.

I floored the breaks, the car skidding to a stop and I leaped out. Matt was leaning against the side of a building, collapsed to his knees. Tears were streaming down his face, most of them frozen, and he was shivering. His lips looked almost blue. His eyes were shut and his breathing labored.

I grabbed him and carried him to the car, driving all the rest of the way in to the complex and rushing him up to our room. His clothes were soaked, they would be the first thing that needed to go. I pulled them off quickly, noticing his overly pale skin. I also peeled off my own clothes, wrapping my arms tighter around him in an attempt to share body heat.

He felt like ice against me.

I carried him in to our bedroom and slid under the cover with him, holding his shivering form as close as I could.

Tiny ice crystals were beginning to melt off his eyelashes, flecks of snow and ice in his hair and trails of ice running down his face from the tears. I pressed my lips over him, trying to warm them up and get rid of the blue-white tinge.

Slowly color flooded back in to his lips, and I let out a sigh of relief. I gently started running soft kisses down his cheeks on the trail of tears, taking away the ice.

He began to warm up a bit, and I felt him press himself closer. I felt awful. This had been my fault. U had gotten so enthralled in my work for the day I had forgotten all about my Matty, and because of that he had gotten sick, and probably almost died.

Why is it everything I do always get's the one I love hurt?

Damn it!

"Mello?" He asked weakily, still shivering.

"I'm here Matty. I'm so sorry this is all my fault." I whispered back, planting my lips on his neck.

"No it's not. I'm sorry."

I frowned slightly. It was my fault. But he was the one still apologizing. He really was more than I could ask for.

"No Matt, it really is my fault, I was stupid and left all day, and didn't tell you. I'm sorry. Please just rest."

"But Mel-" I cut him off by kissing him again, before whispering to him "Matty, just shut up and sleep."

He nodded, slowly closing his eyes, and I smiled slightly.

Just before I also closed my eyes and fell asleep I heard him whisper "Please don't leave me."

"I won't Matty, I won't.

And that sure as hell was the truth.