Disclaimer: I do not own any Death Note characters
He woke up in the hospital hooked up to a blood pack and a banana bag. He heard someone mumble something. Looking down and to his left he found that Mello had dragged the hospital chair as close to the bed as possible and was fast asleep, head next to Matt's hand, rosary clutched in his gloved hand.
"Shit." Matt sighed when he saw he bandaged arms. It wasn't quite the way he imagined it would be if he ever saw Mello again. He tried to be as quite as possible but his sigh woke Mello. "I'm sorry." Matt said, staring at who used to be his only friend. "I didn't mean to wake you." He seethed inwardly. Why should he have to apologize?
"No, I'm sorry Matt. For leaving you. It was stupid." Mello looked up at him as he rested his head on the bed. He looked exhausted. "I've thought about you everyday since I left. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I called Wammy's but Roger said you had left too. I got some of my men to find you and then I went to your place to apologize. Can you forgive me for leaving?" He lifted his head off the bed to look at Matt hopefully.
Matt stared at him for a moment. "Why did you think about me?"
"What?" Mello looked confused. Matt repeated the question. "Because you're my friend." Mello answered without hesitation.
"Why? Of all the people that admire you, idolize you, why are we friends? We barely even spoke to each other." And why did it have to hurt so bad when you left? Matt asked himself.
"You're not like the others. You're smart. We didn't have to say anything. You always knew how I was feeling. You gave me chocolate and sat with me when I was sad or depressed and when no one else would come near me because I was in one of my furies, you where right there." Mello dug the heels of his hands into his eyes. "You where with me through it all and I left. I don't know how else to tell you I'm sorry."
"Do you know what they used to call me at the orphanage?"
"No." Mello was slightly taken aback. "What?"
"They used to call me your dog. Your loyal puppy."
Mello's eyes grew hard and cold. "Who were they? I'll kill them myself."
Matt shook his head. "You don't get it do you? You never could control yourself. I followed you around because you were always getting in trouble. You have no fucking idea how many times you would have gotten in trouble if I hadn't stepped in. You were always to proud to accept the fact that someone was helping you rather than you were just to smart to get caught."
Mello bowed his head. "I wasn't a good friend. Again, I'm sorry. Can you forgive my arrogance?" There was a moment of silence.
"Take me back home." Matt said suddenly.
"Um, I don't think you should leave just yet. They gave you a banana bag for malnutrition. You haven't been eating."
Matt began taking the needles out of his arm and glared when Mello tried to stop him. "I'm going home and you either give me a ride or not." He went through the drawers and found his pants. The shirt most likely had blood on it so the hospital would throw it away. He pulled on his pants and took off the hospital gown. Stumbling towards the door, Matt's legs buckled and gave way. He would have fallen if Mello had not caught him.
"Since you're so damn adamant about leaving," Mello said as he helped Matt to the chair. "At least let me help." Mello ducked out the door and returned a few seconds later with a large muscular man.
