Matt woke up to the sounds of commotion coming from the living room where Mello was staying.

"Fuck." He muttered. Without waking Todd, he crept to the bedroom door. He opened it just enough to look through. What he saw made him leap back onto the bed and shake Todd awake.

"Wake up. Wake up you idiot." Matt shook his friend frantically.

"What?" Todd asked, irritated.

"Mello said he got into a fight with my neighbor. A neighbor who I've never seen before. That person is in my apartment." Matt hissed.

"So? Tell him to get the fuck out." Todd said impatiently and lay back down.

"I've never seen that person as a neighbor." Matt shook Todd by his thin shoulders. "But I have seen him. He was the guy that kidnapped me. How the fuck did he even get away?" Matt was nearly hysterical and kept casting fearful glances at the door.

Todd bolted from the bed and looked out the crack of the door. "Shit. He's threatening Mello with a knife. If he stabs him the blood'll never come out." Todd frowned.

"You're worried about blood stains? That guy is…" Matt gestured at the door, trying to calm down as he attempted to find the right word.

"I can't go out there. He knows me. He was one of Mikey's clients."

"Get the fuck off me!" Mello yelled suddenly. "You dumbass."

Todd groaned. "Fuck you, Matt. You have the worst taste in some people." He pulled of his shirt and pants so he was dressed in nothing but his boxers. "What ever happens, don't move and don't speak." Todd walked out the bedroom before Matt could do a thing. "What the hell's going on here?"

Matt watched through the small crack he made in the door. The greasy blonde that had kidnapped Matt, brandished his knife at Todd.

"What the hell are you doing here? Ain't you one of Mikey's whores? Get back on the street." He snarled.

"Mikey's dead, ain't you heard nothing?" Todd mocked the blonde. He gestured to Mello. "You're threatening my friend." He warned.

"And? What are you going to do about it?"

"Ah, come on; don't tell me you'd rather play with him than me." Todd pouted.

Matt had to bite his knuckle to prevent crying out to stop his friend.

"And what are you going to do?" The greasy blonde smirked.

Todd strode up to him, completely fearless, and ran his thumb seductively over the man's zipper. "Anything you want. But," he glanced at Mello. "You have to let my friend go first."

"Why should I? The little shithead busted my windshield." The guy brandished his weapon at Mello.

Todd shrugged. "You don't have to. I just thought you'd rather enjoy playing with me. I mean look at him." Todd pointed at Mello. "He drunk out of his mind. I don't think you waving a knife in his face really affects him. Besides, I'm free."

The man looked uncertainly from Mello to Todd and finally grabbed the blonde by his leather vest and dragged him in the direction of the bedroom. Matt leapt back and out of sight as Mello came crashing through the door.

"Stay in there." The guy told him with a warning and slammed the door closed.

"M-" Matt clamped a hand over Mello's mouth.

"Shut the fuck up." He snarled vehemently. "You got us into this mess and now Todd has to pay for it. You'll be lucky if I don't kill you after this." He sat with his back pressed against the door, feeling sick with the sounds he heard coming from the other room. He covered his ears and had to force himself to stay put.

If only I had a weapon, he thought. Mello's such an idiot. I can't believe this is happening... but if I go out there that guy will kill me. At least Todd's plan doesn't involve anyone getting killed. Damn Mello.

He could feel someone pound at the door and he could swear his heart stopped beating. He took his hands from in his ears.

"Matt? Open the door. He's gone." Todd called through the door wearily.

Matt got up and opened the door. His friend looked worse than ever. He looked totally exhausted and dragged his feet as walked.

"What happened?" Mello asked dumbly.

Todd stared at him for a moment and shook his head. Reaching past Matt, he grabbed his clothes. "I need a shower and brush my teeth." He shuddered.

"Sure. Wait, Todd, you're bleeding." Matt held Todd at arm's length.

"He hit me with his ring." Todd shrugged free and headed to the bathroom.

"You didn't have to do that." Matt was livid at what had taken place.

Todd spun around. "I either let you go out there and be killed by that maniac or I let Mello get stabbed. You may think you're over him but your not. So either way I really didn't have a choice." He stalked off to the bathroom to try and rid himself of the dirty feeling he had.

Matt turned on his heel and grabbed Mello by his leather vest. "Damn you. Every single thing you've ever put me through and Todd's right." He shook him roughly. "Why can't I just hate you?" Tears fell from his eyes onto Mello's cheek.

Mello stared up at him with a hurt expression. "Because, despite everything I've ever done you know it's never been to intentionally hurt you. I still love you."

Matt let go of the blonde. "You haven't even hurt me now. You had to go and fuck someone else's life up. Todd could have let just get stabbed but he didn't. He saved you by doing the one thing he never wanted to do again. He whored himself out, Mello. Do you understand that?" He yelled.

Todd poked his head out the bathroom door. "Really? One moment's peace between you two. That's all I ask." He closed the door before either of them had a chance to respond.

Matt took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I left my phone in the living room. I need to go make a call." As he turned to leave Mello grabbed his hand.

"I may be drunk still but take everything I say seriously. I love you. I wanted nothing more than to lay in bed with you all day, to feel your body under mine. I want to tell you every second how much I love you. I want to take care of you. I don't want to let anything bad happen to you, ever. Yet somehow I manage to screw everything up."

"Mello, stop." Matt said, feebly trying to escape his grasp.

"No. If I could erase everything bad I've ever done to you I would but I can't so all I'm asking is that you let me try again and do things right this time."

"Mello, I can't do this right now."

"Matt." Mello pleaded.

"Not now." Matt said firmly. "I need to make this call. If you want to talk later then fine." He went to the living room where he left his phone. Quickly dialing a number he held the phone to his ear. "Jay? Something happened. I need you to come over if you can. Please, it's important."