Chapter16
A/N: A few questions answered...
- There will be a lemon in this. Maybe just ONE cause I can´t write them for crap, but rest assured, it will be bloody,and smexy, as only vampires know how. -grins- oh dear, that sounds like its going to be hard to do. -pouts- oh well, but yes there will be a lemon.
- Someone asked why Near hated humans, if he used to be one. Well, that will be answered in later chapters. Not to worry. All in good time.
On with the story...
The world seemed be moving in slow motion as he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, in his superhuman speed. The last few rays of daylight had long since disappeared, and the young vampire was still running around in circles, following the humans scent.
He isnt as stupid as he looks...Near thought, with an annoyed hiss. He purposely drove around in circles to throw Mello off his trail. He came to a stop at the top of a telephone pole, to better survey the area.
From his place atop the telephone pole, a soft breeze blew, bringing with it the many different smells of the city below him. Some of which were unpleasant, but, one stood out the most to him.
The scent of blood.
The same sweet, tempting scent of the red haired human. This has to be the last trail...A small satisfied smile spread across the silver haired vampires lips. "Forgive me, Mello. Youre better off without him anyway." He jumped from the telephone pole, landing gracefully on the rooftop of a small house before becoming a blur of white as he disappeared with his speed.
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"Ngh...n-not so hard, L. It hurts."
"Im sorry, but its necessary. Just try and relax. The pain will subside momentarily."
"OW!...ow! L, wait, you're squeezing too hard!"
"I am not," L finished wrapping the white bandage around Matt's wrist and hand, before finally letting it go. "I was barely touching you," L chuckled slightly. "You havent changed at all you big baby..."
Matt cradled his now bandaged hand to his chest, a habit now, of sorts. "Neither have you. Although..." He laughed a little. "Get any taller and youll be hitting your forehead against the door on your way out."
L flashed the younger teen one of the lopsided grins that Matt loved so much,and ruffled his hair. "Dont you think Id duck?"
"Blood wont reach your brain fast enough to react in time." Matt responded with a grin of his own. He couldn't believe he was sitting in Ls bedroom again, after a year of not seeing him, and thinking he never would see him again.
Maybe he really was meant to stay with L, and not Mello.
"Matt? Whats wrong?" The dark haired teen reached over to brush some strands of red hair from Matt's eyes. "Are you in pain?"
Matt had spaced out. He turned his attention to L, blinking, and was surprised to feel a tear roll down his cheek. When had he started crying?
Yes...Matt wanted to say. Yes, I'm in pain, and it has nothing to do with my god damn hand!He wiped away at the tears that he hadn't even felt coming. "Yeah, just a little..." He lied, giving L a fake smile.
"How did you manage to injure yourself this way?"
Matt could see the confusion, concern, and for some reason helplessness in Ls eyes, and he felt like breakig down right there. He had left L so suddenly, like the months of their time together had been nothing more than a few good laughs between friends. Now he suddenly shows up on the guys doorstep, after a whole year of hearing nothing from the redhead. Not even a phone call, like Matt had promised.
Mello had, in the end, refused to let him speak to his former boyfriend.
"I...um, fell off my motorcycle. You know how much of a klutz I am." Matt answered.
The dark haired teen nodded, though he didnt buy a single word of the younger boys answer. He had seen the motorcycle himself. The paint was glossy and undamaged. A fall from there would have brought not only the rider, but the bike down with them. So naturally, the bike would be damaged as well.
The shiny black bike was in perfect, flawless condition.
"Are you hungry? I could cook you up some spagehtti. Its still your favorite, right?"
Ls words triggered unwanted memories of Mello, and tears began to fill his green eyes, threatening to spill over. "No thanks, L...Im good for now."
L nodded once again.
For a good chunk of time, there was silence between them. Only the sounds from the upcoming storm outside were heard. The wind outside caused the tree branches outside the window to scratch against the glass. Not too far away thunder roared, but the flash of lightening before it went unseen, creating an eerie something bad is going to happeneffect.
"I missed you..."
Matts head snapped up. Had he heard that correctly? Had really said that he had missed him? Even after what he did? Even after leaving him for an immortal?...
"I missed you too, L" Matt replied with a small smile.
The dark haired teen seemed to brighten at this. "D-do you?..." L brought his thumb up to his pink lips. "We could...um,..." He was having a difficult time wording what he wanted to say.
The redhead was a little taken a back by Ls stammering. It was just not something L did. "We could,what?" Matt pressed on. He wanted to know what was so hard to say, that it had reduced the dark haired genius to a stammering pre-teen hell bent on asking the hottest girl in school on a date.
L shifted in his seat, so that now sitting with both of his knees pressed up to his chest. Matt always thought he looked like a little kid when he sat that way. "Do you want to...start over?" He finally said.
Matts eyes widened at this. "W-what?"
"We can get back together..."
Its not that he didnt want to. He was just a little...overwhelmed at the moment. But...maybe this would be good for him. It would keep his mind off Mello, and he did still care about L.
"Um...well-"
The redhead was interrupted by the sound of glass smashing against the hard wood floor of the kitchen down stairs.
"What was that?"
L stood up from his seat, and headed for the door. "No idea. Ill be right back. Stay here"
Matt wasnt too keen on letting L go downstairs by himself. What if someone had broken in? He went and stood by the door, pressing his ear against it. Waiting to hear the sound of Ls bare feet moving up the stairs.
All was quiet. Maybe it was Sherlock, Ls cat. The poor thing was incredibly clumsy for a cat.
The redhead turned away from the door, fully ready to go back and lay down on Ls bed to wait for him, but he was stopped dead in his tracks at what he saw.
How?...Was it the wind
The window beside Ls bed that had previously been closed, was now wide open.
Was it Mello?...Had he found him? He couldnt help but feel a little hopeful. Matt made his way toward the window, looking around the room as he did so, hoping to catch a glimpse of black leather, and blond hair.
Nothing.
He sighed as he stared out the window. "It was probably just the wind..." He closed the window, and pressed his forehead against the cool glass.
"Youre right. Its probably just the wind."
Matt whirled around in a panic. "You..."
"Me." Nears lips twitched up in a grin, his sharp fangs visible behind his pale lips.
A/N: So, I got like...alot of reviews. And I was like...happy. So like...Here is your chapter, even though its like...late, cause we had like this thunderstorm, so like I couldnt leave the house. And THAT folks was my impression of a blond. -ducks as Mello starts shooting- Hehe, just kidding! So, as explained, this was late due to a thunderstorm we had down here in Compostela, and there was flooding in the streets, and i didnt want to swim here. Haha, kidding it wasnt that bad, but you get it. Another cliff hanger...geez, you probably want to slap me huh? Well you cant! HA!
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P.S - excuse all the mistakes, thesekeyboards really suck.
Matt.