Mello

I met my friends in the morning before classes started.

"Hey Mello. How was detention yesterday?" they mocked. Memories from what happened yesterday flashed through ny mind, what Matt had done to me. I was not planning on telling them how detention went anytime soon. I would be tease to no end if they found out. Damn, stupid Matt. Just thinking of him now made my blood boil. I spent the whole night thinking of a way to get back at him, and I finally have the perfect revenge plan for my sweet little redhead. I know, REAL mature, right? But there's no way I'm going to go easy on him after the shit he pulled on me. This plan involved LOTS of acting, sickeningly sweet acting, so I had to get my sourness out right now.

I smiled innocently, tilting my head a bit. "Aw, it was alright, but sooooo boring. I only wish one of you was in there with me." I saw the lust fill their eyes and their jaws dropping just a little bit. Heh, worked every time. "Oh, there's the bell. Bye, guys." I gave a small wave and strutted off to my first class, biology.

Oh, look, Matt was already waiting outside the biology lab, playing with the goggles around his neck. I took a DEEP breath, and began walking through the crowd of students to get to him. He didn't notice me, so I spoke up. "Hey, Matt."

He was surprise to see me, I could tell. "Oh, hey." he flashed his oh-so-famous smirk and it took just about all the willpower I had not to throttle him right there and then. I knew he was thinking of what had happened yesterday, he obviously didn't forget, or didn't want to forget. I tried my best to have a decent conversation with him until the teacher came and called for our attention.

"Hello, class. I am Mr. Steffling, but you can call me Mr. Steff. Erm, for starters, I'm going to assign you kids your lab partners and your units. Unit one, Amanda Ayes and Betty Cross."

Oh great, we were being paired according to names. I always get paired with weirdos this way. I just stood beside Matt awkwardly, waiting for my name to be called.

"Matt Jeevas and..." hah, once he's gone, I can drop my sweet-and-all-smiles act. "Mello Keehl. Unit 6." WHAT? "Is something wrong, Mr. Keehl?" shit, I said that out loud.

"Uh, nothing. I'm just so thrilled to be with Matt." Yes, Mello, play it cool.

This was not part of the plan. That means I would be his lab partner for the rest of the term! I remained smiling, though, as I lugged myself to our unit. Matt seemed happy enough, and why wouldn't he be? The lesson was hell. Most of it was spent trying to ignore the redhead on my left, who was playing an annoying video game the whole. Fucking. Lesson. He actually stopped for a minute to lean over to ask me what my next lesson was.

"Gym."

"Oh, me too."

I groaned internally, until I remembered that different coaches taught different classes. "Uhm, who's your teacher?" he took awhile to dig through his bag to get his schedule.

"Forrester?"

I could have fallen to my knees to thank God at that moment. "Oh, what a shame. I have Coach Simon. We'll be in different classes!"

"You'll miss me that much?"

"Yeah..." Hell yeah. A break from Matt, even if its only for one period, this is the best thing that's happened all day(since school started 1 hour ago).

Biology ended and Gym came around. I skipped to the locker room to change happily, GENUINELY happy this time. I took off my shirt and tossed it into my locker. I hoped my hair was long enough to cover the marks Matt left on me.

"Hey, Mello."

I turned around to see who had called me. "Jake." I said, my smile disappearing. I slept with him ONCE, and he kept trying to come back for more. I mean, he was a good looking dude and all, but there was always this dark aura around him so I stayed away.

"How cold," he fake frowned. "No 'hi'?"

"Hi. Now get lost, I need to change." I took my shorts out of my gym bag. He was still standing there, staring at me with a grin on his face.

"You don't mind me being here," he walked a step forward towards me.

"I do, actually." I protested, but he just kept coming towards me. I held out my hands to stop him from coming closer, but he grabbed them and pinned them to my side, pushing me up against the locker. I was pretty much defenseless, not to mention half naked. Shit. Why wasn't there anyone else in the room?

"Excuse me." oh thank God, someone showed up. Jake turned around to see who it was and I managed to break out of his grasp and push him away while his focus was on something else. "You're blocking my locker."

"Oh, sorry, man. I'm leaving now anyway. Bye, Mello." Jake said hurriedly before running off. I glanced up to see who my saviour was. Geez, I wasn't even surprised to see Matt at this point. More embarrassed actually. He opened the locker next to mine to get his stuff out. "Who was that guy?"

"Oh, just, no one." I rolled my eyes. Why should he care anyway? It was none of his business. "I'm going now. Have fun in your gym lesson."

"Hey, wait. Your teacher is Simon right?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Oh, good news for you then. My coach ain't here today, so my class will be joining yours. You won't have to miss me anymore!"

It took every fucking facial muscle I had to smile at him. Fucking awesome. Freaking fucking awesome. I walked out before Matt could notice that I wasn't even smiling anymore. Pretty much everyone was already assembled in the gym, and Nick and Luke were here! I ran over to them.

"Oh thank God you guys are here with me! You're in Simon's class too?" I smiled

"Nope, Forrester's."

"Hey look, its Matt! Hey, Matt!" Luke waved to him.

Matt walked over to us and I cursed Luke under my breath. I don't want to hang around him all day! When did he become so friendly with Luke anyway? Ugh, whatever, I didn't really want, or need to know. I just could not wait for this day to be over and also to see the look on Matt's face when I carry out my master plan.

…...

I started to get ready for it once I returned to my dorm room after school, but I had no doubt that it would run smoothly. I took a long shower, pouring all sorts of soap products all over my body, and into my hair. I blew my hair dry and styled it afterwards; making sure it looked as fabulous as possible. Then, digging into my closet, I found the kinkiest, skankiest leather outfit I had and put it on. The pants had corset laces and ribbons down my crotch, and was unbelievably skin tight. It'd be a bitch to take off, but that wasn't in any part of the plan, so it was fine. I spent a good 15 minutes just staring at myself in the mirror. Eh, I looked good enough. Hotter than I've ever looked in a LONG time. And to think it was all for Matt. Well, time to get this plan I into action. I grabbed the handcuffs hanging off the bed and headed out. Good thing I already got his room number and all earlier. I knocked on the door of room 5A and waited for Matt to answer. I heard the telltale sound of the bed springs creaking from the shifting weight, and his footsteps against the wooden floor boards. I put on what I assumed was a "sex face" and waited for the door to swing open. Matt showed up in the doorway, a video game in his hand and those goggles over his eyes. He pulled the goggles down so that they were hanging around his neck instead.

"Mello?" he blinked, his eyes trailing down my body.

"Hello, Matt." I pushed him into the room, plucking the video game out of his hand and throwing it onto the floor. He looked like he was about to protest until he saw my face. "I was thinking that we could…continue from where we left off yesterday…"I whispered into his ear, pushing him down onto the messy bed. He grunted, catching my waist as I climbed onto his lap and straddled him. "I thought of you all night, Mattie" I emphasized this by grinding our hips together to let him get a feel of the delicious friction. I could feel his hard on below the fabric of his jeans, and I smirked at that. I slipped my hands underneath his shirt and touched him all over, tossing off his shirt, while he just laid there taking it all in.

His breathing was getting a bit heavier, and his eyes were half lidded, but still staring at me. I leaned down and bit his neck really hard. Pay back for yesterday, bitch. He hissed in pain, but didn't try to stop me. Then, I felt his hands move away from my waist and onto my crotch, his fingers working at untying the laces of my pants. Oh no, we couldn't have that happening. I sat up straight, bringing my attention away from his neck for awhile. Taking the cuffs out of my back pocket, I grabbed his hands and pinned them to the bed post, cuffing each one to a post.

"M—Mello, what are you doing?" Matt asked, tugging on the cuffs.

"This is what I like, and you look so sexy cuffed up like that." I smirked, trailing a finger down his chest.

"But—"

"You want to stop?" I pouted, cutting him off. He seemed reluctant with the cuffing, but with a bit of encouragement, he'd be all over me again. I arched my back, grinding against him in the process, and zipped my vest down slowly…

His eyes widened, and I felt him getting just a little bit harder under me. "N—no."

"Good, then I can continue?" I asked, though I already knew the answer. He nodded excitedly, licking his lips. I gave him another hard bite on the chest this time as I undid his belt, throwing it onto the floor. I licked along the teeth marks, enjoying the sound of Matt moaning softly. Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, I threw them onto the floor as well. I traced his erection lightly through the thin material of his boxers. "Do you like this, Matt?" I asked, bringing my face down to his, rubbing a little harder.

"Ye…yes…" he moaned, his face turning completely red. He lifted his head up, trying to kiss him, but I pushed him down by his shoulders, running my thumb over his bottom lip. Oh God, he looked so vulnerable, it'd be so easy to just kill him now. Wait, fuck! I was a sadist. I stripped him of his underwear, and it inherited the same fate as the belt and jeans; on the floor. Damn, he was hard. It was easy to tell with his erection wagging in front of me like that. Coating my hand with saliva, I began stroking him. His moaning got louder and his eyes were completely closed now. His chest moved up and down with every pant he emitted, and he was pulling hard on the cuffs, trying to break free of the restraints. Well, I guess I got him sufficiently hot and bothered. I let go of his dick and tapped a finger on my wrist, frowning.

"Aw, damn. Look at the time."

"Wh…what?" he was staring at me in confusion. Aw, he looked so stunned, it was hilarious!

"Oh, Matt, you know it's late, and we have school tomorrow. I should go." I yawned, stretching my arms above my head. "I'm tired, and I'm sure you are too." I crawled off him and walked towards the door.

"Wait, Mello you can't be serious. You're not even gonna uncuff me? Throw me my clothes?"

I opened the door and blew him a kiss before walking out, smiling to myself evilly. I could still hear him shouting from inside the room. "MELLO YOU ASSHOLE…!" I couldn't help but laugh. Maybe now he'll hate me enough to leave me the fuck alone. I walked down the hallway, so happy that my plan had gone exactly as planned, when I bumped into someone. Well, well, well. Wasn't I a lucky little boy tonight? It was that weird dude Matt always hung around with. He had a deer in the headlights look as I stared at him, grinning like a maniac.

"Hey, you're Matt's friend, right?"

"Duncan, yes. And you're Mello."

"Duh, I know that. You know, Matt was looking for you I think."

"Yea, I know. I was just headed to his room. He's still in there right?"

"Yea, yea, of course. He was waiting up just for you," I lied, nudging Duncan on the shoulder. I thought of leaving Matt like that all night, chained to his bed and all. But maybe it would be better if I sent someone in there to end his misery. No better person than his best friend right?

"Thank you. Goodnight, Mello."

I wished him a goodnight too and walked off. Oh, he was going to have a great night.