[Authors note: So I'm on an updating roll currently. This is my third one of the night, I'm a bit excited. Anyway here is the new installment and I've decided to bring in a bit more drama. Maybe, I guess it counts as drama. Anyway, you decided. Please read, review and enjoy.]

Matty will play

"Stupid." There was a firm kick to the bottom of the bed as Matt shifted on the inside of his blankets. He had made such a wonderful cocoon tonight and here comes Mello just to ruin everything he worked so hard for. "Stupid, I know you fucking hear me. You just came in here to go to sleep; you're not sleep that fast. No way." The annoyance in his voice was clearly broadcast across the room though the red head didn't decide to respond. If he stayed quiet and pretended to be sleep then sleep would come and Mello would leave him alone. No dice. Instead the blond grasped the blankets pulling them down with a firm tug. "Get the fuck up."

Matt groaned turning over and staring at the other glowing in the light from the hallway. Great, the power was back on. It was about time, they had been waiting forever. He was certainly into finding out what a videogame was like and why Matt spent so much of his time playing them. Though, something told him that it was to get away from Mello's loud mouth. "What the hell do you want? Don't you see I'm trying to sleep?"

The blond rolled his eyes looking as though he rather kick the other in the face. "It's seven in the morning. You should have been sleeping at a decent time instead of going through Matt's computer. You could have done that at any time and you choose last night. Not my problem. Get up I need to talk to you."

He nodded cracking open both eyes to show the other he was listening. "He has a journal." He laughed tiredly wondering if that would get the other off his back.

"Oh goodie, Matty has a journal. It's probably where he keeps the passwords to his videogames. Shut up and let me talk." He watched the other nod again. "I have places to be today and I probably won't even be back tonight so you'll be here all by yourself." He sighed clearly not like that idea even a bit. "So I need you to listen to the rules that you have to follow which are identical to the ones that real Matt follows."

The red head frowned, "I am real Matt, just a different version of him, Think of me as upgraded sexy." He winked at the other playfully. "Oh, I forgot you're catholic. Am I allowed to wink at you or do you have to go pray for forgiveness that a man wants to fuck ya?" Matt could have sworn that the other smiled slightly at the words or he could have been hallucinating it from the lack of sleep and glowering light from the hallway. God, that light was annoying. "So, why do I have rules?"

The blond folded his arms clearly not having time for questions. "Because I said so." He replied seriously. "Here we go and fucking listen to me because if I find out that you've done something stupid so help me Matt." He took a deep breath to keep his anger leveled. He was actually doing a good job so far but it was starting to get hard. Every time he looked at the other he didn't know if he should smile of punch him. The face of his best friend the mind of a pervert or had Matt always had the mind of a pervert? He doubted it. "Are you listening?"

He nodded, "Oh God of sexy leather has rules in his love nest." He grinned at the other glared amazingly hard at him. "Okay, okay. Listening, I promise."

"You don't leave this house. No reasons, none. You don't step foot outside because I said so. You don't have transportation and even if you did I wouldn't allow you out because you don't know where you're going and you certainly don't need to be around other people with that ungodly attitude of yours."

"It's only for you babycakes."

Mello shook his head rubbing his temples. "Of course. Anyway, this is for you." He tossed a cellphone that landed lightly on the bed in front of the other. "It only has my number and I better not see anyone else's number in that damn phone." He shifted his stance slightly. "You don't call me. Ever. You just don't there is no questions about it. If I call you have two rings before I hang up and come looking for you. You don't want me to come looking for you Matt. If you think what I did in the car was bad I'll do more. Trust me. If I send a text you have ten minutes to respond with the same results if you don't answer."

He frowned, "So I'm locked in the house all day while you're out and about doing what?"

Mello sneered, "It's none of your fucking business what I do when I walk out of the door. Just know that I'll be back eventually and when I am you better be here." He looked coldly at the other, "There's plenty of food and you heard what I said. I have to go."

The red head nodded attempting to recreate his cocoon. "Right. Have fun doing whatever it is that I'm not allowed to ask about."

That was six hours ago and Mello hadn't called once. It wasn't that he expected the other to. Okay, he actually did. Maybe the man trusted him more than he thought he did, which truthfully was a total mistake. As soon as the red head had managed to get enough sleep he was up, dressed and out the door without so much as thinking about the rules placed down for him hours ago. There was a whole world out there that he hadn't experienced and he wanted to. It was only fair.

Leaving now won't do anything but make Mell mad. If you know what's good for you you'll turn around now and save yourself from the drama. He's not stupid, he's expecting you to try and leave like this. Mello sets rules in place like this for safety, he's not being cruel. I know you think that-

"Oh shut up." Matt rolled his eyes. Was that his mind talking to him or what? Maybe it was his conscious, no, not his but Matt's. Matt's conscious didn't like the idea of him leaving the house when Mello's rules told him not to. Yeah, that made more sense than a random voice in his head talking to talk him back into doing the right thing. He scoffed at himself, the right thing. He chuckled quietly to himself shaking his head. He was hilarious.

He nearly buckled over at the swift kick that came to his knee. "First you tell me to shut up and then you laugh. I wasn't even talking to you jerk!" The lightly annoyed voice came from a small blond that glared up at him with intense hated. It almost seemed like Mello. He shivered at the thought, a female Mello. Actually, that didn't sound too bad after all.

"Quite sorry ma'am, I wasn't talking about you or to you." He flashed her an unalarming smile. "I promise you that I would never tell anyone as beautiful as you to shut up."

She looked slightly less upset. "Really? There's no one else on this street but me and you were talking kinda loud."

He chuckled, "I was thinking about my roommate." That was the best description he could add to Mello without sexy or leather of spanking in the definition. "He threw a fit this morning and told me not to leave the house and all that good jazz. I thought it was a beautiful day for a walk and look, I ran into a pretty young lady." He winked.

Her eyes widened slightly as she nodded with a smile of her own. "I think you should make it up to me."

He nodded, "I think I should also. How about we go for a cup?" He held his arm out and she gratefully took it. Oh Mello eat your heart out.

Mello had thought about calling Matt he had better things on his mind so far. He had literally spent hours sitting in front of a computer attempting to hack into Matt's computer and it wasn't the most simplistic thing he could be doing at this time. He had already yelled at three of his subordinates, threatened to shoot one of them and threw a lamp across the room. He'd admit it, Matty was a genius. A genius at keeping him out of his stuff.

It seemed like each time he had managed to crack one part of the encryption it made itself ten times harder but he wouldn't be giving up anytime soon. As far as he was concerned he had all the time in the world.

He sat back picking up his cellphone and sending a message. 'What are you doing?'

Matt felt his phone vibrate in his pocket instantly knowing who it was before glancing at it. What did the man think he was doing? 'Nothing. Trying 2 ply sum games. Not goin well.' He sent the message back to the blond.

"Who was that?" She asked blankly.

He laughed, "My roommate. It's nothing for you to worry your pretty little head about." He took a sip of his coffee. He actually liked this a bit more than the crap they made him in the hospital. "So your name is Misa…"

[So here's the end of the chapter. I think the next one will be longer but we'll just have to see. So anyway please review.]