Chapter 14

A/N: So, lets start off by answering a question.

LawlietxRinoa - About L. Well, L will be appearing in a chapter near you soon. Not to worry, I have not forgotten about him.

OvenBased - Haha, geez, I hate Near too, but he is vital to my storyline so sadly he will not be killed in the next chapter, BUT that doesn´t mean he won´t be killed off in a later chapter. SHH! I didn´t just give you a big hint. Psh, why would I do a silly thing like that? -grins-

On with the story...

Sensing his cue to make his exit, Near stood up off the floor. He took in the form of the red haired teen, standing in the bedroom doorway and smirked. No wonder Mello had fallen for this human. Ordinary as it may be, there was something about it that drew even the silver haired vampire to him. And the scent of its blood...it was almost unbearable to be around. Unbearable because Near knew that this was one human he couldn´t sink his fangs into.

´How annoying...´He thought to himself.

Near turned his pale grey eyes up to look into the redheads green ones. Matt stared back. The two remained standing that way, eyes unblinking, in an odd sort of staring contest. The corners of the young vampire´s pale lips twitched up into a small almost invisible smile, and in the time it took the redhead to blink he was already out of his sight, and out in the balcony with his back to them.

Matt´s eyes bore into Near´s back for a few seconds before they flickered to Mello.

The blond, too, took this as his cue to disappear, if only for a little while to buy himself some time before facing hell from Matt. In a fraction of a second he was out in the balcony with Near, who chuckled lightly upon the blond´s arrival.

"I believe your human is upset with you," He said, amused. Near jumped up onto the black railing of the balcony, and gracefully turned on one foot, like a ballerina, to face the blond. "Naughty, naughty, Mello" he added with a small smirk.

Mello hissed at him in response. "Go hunt. We have things we need to go over."

Near´s smirk widened. Only a little.

The early morning sun slowly disappeared behind a dark cloud, turning the sky and everything else a dull grey color. A cool breeze blew through the trees, the smell of rain was thick in the air. To the vampire´s anyway. Rain was coming. A storm no less. Beautiful weather in any vampires opinion. The sun didnt hurt them, if thats what you´re wondering. No, but it did drain them of quite a bit of energy, and it messed with their eye sight, so it was best to keep to the indoors or wait till the weather was cloudy.

The silver hiared vampire gave Mello a sort of half ased salute, before backflipping off the railing and down into the busy, bustling New York street, where he disappeared into thin air.

With an almost agonized sigh, Mello turned and went back into the living room. He walked at a human pace, sure, you wouldnt be in much of a hurry either if you had a sixteen year old hormonal boyfriend ready to throw hell at you, waiting just inside, would you? Didnt think so.

The blond sighed again. He had no idea how he was going to explain this to Matt.

When he finally walked back into the room, Matt was still standing in the bedroom doorway. He just stood there, giving Mello a blank look. Mello sighed once more, really he was going to bust a lung doing this. He ran a hand nervously through his blond locks. "Matt..."

Matt only stared at him.

Mello held his arms out, wanting to bring the boy into his arms. "Matt, please, let me explain..." He took a step towards him, but the redhead stepped back.

The blond vampire never really had much patience for anything, so seeing Matt step away from him, pissed him off quite a bit. "Damn it, Matt. Why are you-"

SMACK!

"Aaah! Shit!...My hand!...m-my fuckin´hand!" Matt fell to his knees, holding his injured hand against his chest. "Owwww!"

Mello reached up to touch his cheek where Matt had tried to hit him. A word which here means, "Punched a vampire and almost broke off his whole hand in the process" (Totally pulled a Lemony Snicket. hehe, be jealous)

The punch must have been pretty damn hard too because Mello could actually feel a little bit of a sting where the redhead had hit him. It was gone before he really had a chance to notice it though. He looked down at the teen, and only now was the situation really starting to sink in. The blond dropped to his knees beside his little red haired boyfriend to examine the damage.

"Let me see." Mello pulled on Matt´s arm, to get it away from his body for a better look at his hand. "Damn..." he wrapped his cold hand around Matt´s limp wrist in an attempt to soothe the pain. It was broken. Matt had put so much force behind the punch that the impact had actually broken his wrist.

Matt sniffled, a few tears rolled down his cheek, but Mello doubted it was from the physical pain. Matt was a tough brat, he had taken every painful situation Mello had thrown at him without so much as a tear. Matt was probably just pissed about the whole Near thing.

Not only was the redheads wrist broken, but his knuckles were bruised and bleeding. Blood slowly ran down the length of his hand and a good part of his arm. Though Mello was tempted to lick the blood up, he would wait. Matt was hurt, and Mello was in trouble. Losing it and biting him now would earn him no points on the "I care about my boyfriend" scale.

"How could you..." Matt murmured to himelf. Mello´s cold hand serving as a makeshift ice pack was helping in dulling out the pain.

Mello looked up into the familiar green pools. "Break your wrist?..."

"Kiss some random vampire."

The blond sighed. "I didn´t actually kiss him...I was just-"

"Going to," Matt finished for him.

"Don´t put words in my mouth, Matt. You know I hate that." His grip tightened a little, out of annoyance.

The redhead winced as Mello tightened his hold around his injured wrist. "Ngh, Let go!" He yanked his hand back hard, but the only thing it got him was a wave of white hot pain shooting up his arm. "Ow!...fuckin-shit! damn it!" he cursed, once he was out of curse words in english he switched to Italian.

"Hold still then!" Mello growled at him, something that rarely happened over the year they had been together. "I´m going to have to move it back into place..." He added under his breath. It would heal a lot faster if the bone was snapped back into place before being bandaged up. It would hurt more than the break itself though. Mello sighed for what seemed like the hundreth time that morning.

"Matt," Mello whispered. He pressed his forehead against the redheads.

Matt was still trying to pull away from him. Mello didnt blame him. He would be more than a little upset if he saw someone trying to put the moves on Matt.

"Matt, please. I need you to do me a favor."

Matt stopped struggling at this. But not to listen to what Mello had t say. "Oh, you want a favor?" He said, irritated.

"I´m going to count to ten. All you have to do is relax." He continued as if Matt hadnt spoken at all. "One, two, three..."

"Wait...w.why?" Matt´s eyes widened a little at realizing what Mello planned on doing. "No, Mello, dont..." He began struggling to get his broken wrist free of the blond vampires iron grip. Really, he was only hurting himself but he was more concerned about Mellos plan so the pain was easy to ignore. Mello only kept counting, trying his best to focus on what he was going to do and not on the weak pleas of his little redhead.

"Six, seven..."

"Mello!"

The blond closed his eyes at this point. He didnt wan to hurt him, but in this case, it was necessary, and it was killing him. "Eight...nine..." there was a long pause and for a second, Matt thought that Mello has reconsidered his plan.

"Ten..." The cracking of bone was deafening in the blonds ears. As was the scream of pain that followed.

"Shh..." Mello pulled away to place a soft kiss to Matt´s forehead. He didn´t dare look at his face. He didn´t want to see the pain in them. Both the physical and emotional. Pain that he had long ago grown immune to.

"Stay, I´ll go find some bandages." The blond got to his feet and was gone in the blink of an eye.

Carefully, quietly, Matt got to his feet, injured hand held close to his chest so as to keep it safe. He walked across the living room and took the keys that hung on a silver hook by the door. He stuffed them in his pocket and pulled the door open. Matt wasnt going to stick around a place that only reminded him of the life he thought he had left behind. He closed the door quietly and ran.

He ran down the empty hallway, down god knows how many flights of stairs, and out into the cool grey morning.

Matt stopped to catch his breath, and to fully enjoy the outside world.

It had been a whole year since the last time he had actually been outside of the house. (apartment) Or away from Mello for that matter. A cool breeze blew past him and he didnt so much as flinch. He had become so accustomed to the cold. Matt would miss it, no doubt. But he felt it was time to go. If Mello had a vampire lurking around then maybe he had over stayed his welcome.

Matt took a deep breath and continued on his way to the small parking lot connected to the loft apartments. There were oly six lofts in the whole building, so there were only a few cars in the parking lost, and only one shiny, black motorcycle. Mello´s motorcycle.

He stopped infront of it and stood there, just staring at it. Matt had no idea how to drive a motorcycle. But, if it was anything like riding a bike, it couldnt be that hard, right? Right. Matt mounted the shiny black bike and pulled the keys out of hs jean pockets. He slid the keys into place and turned them. The engine roared to life, startling the redhead a little. "Relax..." he mumbled to himself.

The teen placed both hands on the handle bars, wincing a little as his injured hand throbbed in pain. "Stupid vampires..." he half growled under his breath. He stepped on the gas pedal and sped out of the parking lot but not before taking a long, meaninful glance at the apartments.

"I couldnt find anything. I´ll just go out and...buy...some. Matt?" Mello darted into the bedroom. Nothing. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the one sound that brought him comfort. The beating of Matt´s heart was no where to be heard in the apartment. He was gone. The blonds eyes snapped open. "Matt!"

Mello flew past the living rom to the front door. Hs keys were gone. "Damn it!" he growled. Finding him would be no prblem, thats not what had him so worked up. The fact that Matt left at all ticked him off to no end. Was what he did really all that bad? And its not like he had borken the boys wrist. Matt knew better than to strike a vampire that way. Mello had told him of all the weaknesses in the vampire body.

He growled under his breath, his hands clenched and unclenched. He wanted to hit something, badly. He was pissed, livid, angry, furious, and any other synomym you could think of for the word "mad" He would bring Matt back. Bring him back and make sure the little brat never did this again. But for now, all he could do, was wait. Wait for Near to come back from hunting. Wait till he got himself a new means of transportation. Wait till Matt arrived at where ever it was he was heading before he could track him down.

Track him down before anything sinister got its evil claws on him.

A/N: Ah, so another chapter down. Next chapter is in the process. Hm, for those of you curious as to why Mello needs a vehicle, its because he needs to blend in and look human. Just wanted to make that clear. Geez, this one felt like it took hours to write. Maybe because I was freaking out over this lizard that was staring at me for the longest time before it scurried off. Maybe. Anywho, did you like?

Review, as usual. So few of you review and it depresses me v.v -pouts- Not that hard people, click the button at the bottom of the page and make with the words. So, yes. Tell me what you think of this chapter. The more reviews the faster the update.-grins evily- So get to it!

Matt.