Sorry for the long wait guys. :P Yaoi in the next chapter, I promise :3

Damn. That was one creepy ass nightmare last night. Mommy loves you! Ugh. Wonder why I never dream about my dad. He was the scariest mother fucker I ever met. So why am I always dreaming about my mom?

I kept my eyes closed for a moment, trying to untangle reality from my dreams. I had always been a vivid dreamer, and now I couldn't tell... Go to sleep Angel. Was that really Mello? I opened my eyes and stared at the wall. I might as well get up. I thought. I started to move, but something around my waist was holding me still. I turned my head and found a sleeping Mello still holding on to me. My heart almost jumped out of my chest, and I flipped onto my other side, causing him to make and adorable face and lay against my chest. I felt dizzy. Maybe it was real...

I lay there until he woke up, playing with his long, shaggy hair. It was really soft, and it smelled amazing. I rested my head against his, smiling to myself. Soon, he made a soft sleepy noise and cuddled closer, looking up at me with tired blue eyes.

"Good morning." I said nervously. He smiled.

"You're so cute, Matty. Can you go get me some breakfast? I'm starving and not alive yet."

"S-sure." No one had ever called me cute before. I got out of bed and got dressed, aware of Mello's eyes on me as I took off my clothes. I wasn't really bothered by it, but I hurried to cover up my wrist before he was reminded. I leaned over him and kissed his forehead quickly before I left. He stared at me, wide-eyed, but I left before he could say anything.

Hmm. What does Mello want for breakfast? Bacon? Lol nope, I want some though. Ooh, chocolate cereal. And chocolate milk. Crazy bastard, he's gonna get diabetes or something. Wait, that would suck. Don't get diabetes! My thoughts were random and scattered as I went through the buffet at Wammy's. I ate a piece of bacon and drank a glass of juice, but couldn't get anything else down because of the butterflies occupying my stomach. I brought Mello's food with me and placed it on the bedside table beside him. He ate his food, bouncing a bit, which was something he never did. He ate a bit of a chocolate bar before lying down again, looking at me.

"Hey." I whispered. He patted the bed beside him and I slid in, my denim-clad legs rubbing against his pyjama-d ones. He put his arms around my neck and moved closer, my stomach touching his.

"Hey." He said softly, and brought his lips to mine. I almost fell out of bed.

He kissed me softly, just lips on lips, his breath tasting like chocolate and Mello. I shivered with the feel of it, the warmth and softness that was his mouth. When he pulled away, he stayed close, his eyes heavy and dreamy. He opened his mouth to say something, but we jumped as someone knocked on the door. He huffed and I got out of bed, shaking my hair in front of my face and pulling on my goggles. I didn't say anything as I opened the door.

"Hello Matt." Rodger greeted me warmly, laying a hand on my shoulder. "Good morning Mello."

"Hey, Rodg." Mello's voice came from right beside me, startling me a bit.

"Just came to tell you two that there are no classes tomorrow as we are celebrating Watari's birthday."

"Oh, cool. How old is that geezer anyways?"

"Now Mello, be respectful. I can't tell you anyways. Watari's wishes."

"Sure sure. Get goin'. We're doing homework." Mello waved Rodger away and closed the door behind him. Then he pushed me against the door and attacked me with his mouth.

He caught my parted lips with his, kissing me deeply. I felt my face flame up, and I brought my hands to his hair, stroking my fingers through it. He pulled away fro a moment, taking my breath with him, and pulled my goggles off my face.

"I like seeing your eyes." he explained. I leaned down and kissed just in front of his ear, then whispered,

"I love you." he shivered, then kissed me again.

"You're different now. More talkative. Are you okay?" I nodded.

"You don't know how happy I am. I can be real now." He held my arm and pulled back my sleeve. My heart sank as he trailed his fingers along my scars.

"Happy enough to never do this again?"

"If it's what you want, Mello, I'll never even think about it." He stared at me for a moment, brought my wrist to his mouth and kissed it, making warmth shoot through me wherever his lips touched me.

"Why did you do it, Matty?"

"It's my fault Mello. Everything is my fault. I always fuck everything up." I looked down.

"Who would tell you something like that?"

"Dad said it all the time. And he's right. I have to make myself feel the pain I've put on everyone else." I sighed. "He used to do it for me, but since he's not here, I have to do it." Mello held my face and made me look at him.

"Your father was a bastard if he could do that to you. You don't fuck everything up! You've made my life better! Never hurt yourself like that again, you hear me? If you need to be hurt, I'll do it, okay?" he smiled. "That was a joke, by the way." I sort of grinned, wrapping my arms around him.

"I love you."

"Yeah, yeah. Get off me you fag." he joked, leaning down to kiss me quickly. "Time for homework." We got into our usual working positions, me on the floor and him of the couch. "Hey Matt?"

"Mm-hmm?" he leaned over me and kissed me softly.

"I love you."

"Sure, sure. Do your work." I pulled him in for one more kiss, then we settled down to work.

Fluffy! Love ya guys! Thanks for all the review, by the way, they make me happy! :)