"Dammit." Matt groaned when his phone's ringer woke him up. He groped around for his phone but the bed was so big he couldn't reach the nightstand to get to his phone. He gave up and rested his arm across Near's back.
"I'll get it." Near held his hand as he reached to get the phone.
"Thanks." Matt said wearily. He looked at the caller ID. It was Jay. "Hey, Jay."
"That's all I get? A hello? After you leave me here with a mini psycho? If he kills me it's your fault."
"Yeah, sorry I left without saying anything to you. I had to get out of there."
"Is that Matt? Tell him to fuck off." Matt could here Mello yell from the other end of the phone. He sounded drunk. "Wait I didn't mean it! Tell him I'm sorry." He was definitely drunk.
"Would you sit down and stop waving that gun around. I'll tie you to the fucking chair if I have to." Jay's voice was muffled. He was probably covering the mouthpiece with his hand.
"How is he?" I shouldn't ask. I have Near and Jay can take care of Mello.
"He's been better. Anyway, I was calling to check up on you. You left without a goodbye or anything. I know Mello's not the greatest person in the world but he does care about you."
"Yeah, I know." Matt sighed. "Tell him I said thanks, will you?"
"Sure, kid."
"And thanks to you for helping take care of me while…you know."
"No problem. Call me will you? I'd like to know you're still alive." Jay laughed.
"I will. Goodbye, Jay."
"See you later, kid."
Matt hung up the phone and sighed as he stuffed it under his pillow. He stared up at the ceiling, biting his lower lip. Mello will be fine. It's not as if his alone. He has Jay with him. Near lay his head on Matt's chest. And I have Near.
"I have to leave soon to work on the case." Near held up a set of keys. "So these are for you, if you'd like to go out. This is for the Ducati 1098 and this one's to the Nissan Skyline."
"Holy fuck! The Nissan…as in Godzilla?" He looked at the keys, reverence written clearly on his face.
Near smiled. "I thought you'd like it."
"Like it?" Matt shook his head. "I fucking love it." He gave Near a one-armed hug. "Thank you."
"I wanted to make sure you had some way to get where you wanted to go. Of course, we do have drivers if you don't feel like driving."
"Not drive the Ducati. That's unthinkable." Matt laughed.
"I'm glad you like it. I have to get started on the case but," Near was on top of him and kissed him, gently but full of passion. "I'll be back soon."
"You have to leave so soon?"
"I'm afraid so." He started to leave but Matt wrapped his legs around Near's waist, grinning mischievously.
"Don't leave now." He buried his hands in Near's hair, pulling him closer for another kiss. Near trailed kisses from Matt's lips down his neck before pulling away.
"I have to go or things will never get done." He brushed Matt's long bang from his forehead.
"Fine." Matt sighed and reluctantly removed his legs from Near's waist. "Maybe, we could take a ride on the Ducati later." He grinned.
Near blanched. "I'd rather ride in the Nissan."
Matt laughed. "If you want."
Near smiled and kissed his forehead before pulling on his shirt. "See you soon, Matt. I love you."
"Goodbye, Near." He watched him walk out the door.
Matt was walking around his room with only his boxer, examining the contents of the room. The bathroom was huge with a giant bathtub and shower stall. Matt took a quick shower and continued walking around, in a clean pair of boxers. He went to the walk-in closet and found it full of clothes, most of which were surprisingly his style. He had just put on his pants and was pulling on a pink and black stripped shirt when he felt someone poke him in the side…hard.
"What the fuck." He pulled the shirt from his eyes and spun to glare at the person. "How the fuck did you get in here?"
"I come all this way to make sure you're not being tortured and this is the thanks I get?" Jay grinned.
"Doesn't explain how you got in here." Matt adjusted his goggles.
"I'm in espionage." Matt snorted. "Fine. I came through the front door. Little white-haired kid let me come see you."
"How's Mello?" Matt asked quietly. I shouldn't care but I can't help it. I have to know.
Jay shrugged. "Drunk as shit. I had to empty his gun so he wouldn't shoot me on accident. When he finally sobered up a bit he told me to give you this." He handed Matt a folded piece of paper. "I guess I'll see you later, kid."
"You're not going to stay? Just for a little at least." Matt pleaded.
"Sure. I've got nothing better to do." So Jay stayed for a couple hours, playing video games and smoking. He didn't leave until he got a call from a guy called Big Tony. "Hey, Matt."
Matt looked up in surprise. It was the first time Jay had ever said his name. "Yeah?"
"Call me some time, will you. I'd like to know you're still alive." He smiled.
Matt matched his smile. "No, I think it's more fun to keep you guessing."
"You're gonna get into trouble one day." He said, smirking as he shook his head in mock sadness. He closed the door behind him.
Matt took out the note from his pocket as soon as Jay left. It read:
Dear Matt,
I'm sorry about all things I've ever done or said to hurt you. I'd take them back if I could but I can't, so let me make amends. I know I have no right to ask you for anything but will you give me one more chance? Please. I won't mess up this time, I promise. I love you, Matt and I can't stand being without you. Please, let me try again.
Mello
Matt read the note two more times and put it back in his pocket. He said he loves me? I can't deny I love him. But what about Near? I love him. Why is it all so confusing? He held his head in his hands. Feeling completely overwhelmed, he did the only the only thing he could do. Getting the actual razorblade out from the razor was easier than he remembered. He lay on the floor, bleeding all over the bathroom tile, sobbing into the crook of his arm.
