[Authors note: Here's the next chapter and it may be the last for a while until I get back to the college. Sorry guys. Please enjoy.

Unforgotten Meeting

"I thought we already discussed this Matt." Mello sat in the living room clicking through something on his laptop without looking up at the other. "The car sitting outside isn't for your crazy expeditions. It's a car that can be driven until your replacement comes from America. When I say can be driven I don't mean that you can jump in it and do all your drag racing or whatever it is that you did with your old car." He finally glanced up his eyes narrowing at the other. "What the hell are you wearing?"

The red head glanced down as if he didn't know himself. "A shirt, some slacks and shoes." He replied in the best way that he could. He had removed his goggles and they sat placed awkwardly in his pocket and for once his hair was actually combed. "I thought it'd be nice for a change." He mumbled. He didn't dare tell Mello that somehow he had managed to make a contact with someone he didn't know and that he was actually going to go out and meet them. Mello would want to go and that wasn't the best choice in the situation.

The blond looked unbelieving. "It looks like you're going on a date." He replied raising an eyebrow before closing the screen of the computer. "Where are you heading out to Matt?" He moved to stand before the other shrugged. "So you decided you wanted a change, dressed up and you don't know where you're going?"

Matt flashed a smile, "Yeah actually. I was just telling you that I was going out. I didn't come in here to get questioned Mello." He attempted to look cool under the others penetrating gaze but he desperately wanted his goggles to completely hide. "So yeah, I'll be back later."

Mello nodded his eyes following the other towards the door. "One question before you leave Matty." He watched the other pause reaching for the door. "Who is he?"

Matt glanced back, "Huh?" He stared at Mello's annoyed stance. "What 'he'?"

Mello's eyes blared, "What the fuck do you mean who is he? Your boyfriend, the one you're trying to sneak past me to get to. Who the hell is he?" He questioned folding his arms attempting not to rush at the other. He wasn't sure if he was going to hit him or kiss him so he kept his distance.

The red head chuckled, "Why jealous?" He questioned watching the other open his mouth before closing it. "Don't worry about it Mello. The position of my boyfriend isn't taken by anyone but it's always open to you." He winked but he was sure that the other didn't see it under his mass of hair. "If you're willing to take it?" He watched the other connect the dots and begin to speak back. "Yeah, I know. You're Catholic and I don't have a chance against God." He held his hand up to signal goodbye before heading out the door and shutting the door behind him.

In the hallway Matt relaxed no longer under Mello's gaze. He doubted that Mello was actually jealous of someone that he had never met but none the less he headed down the hallway without looking back.

~*xXx*~

'Where the fuck does Matt get off hiding the fact that he has a boyfriend? He never mentioned it in the damn journal…' The blond folded his arms staring at the place that Matt had just stood seconds previously and sighed. If he followed him then that would be a serious case of bad judgment and besides he had so much work that he needed to catch up with here and research to do. He glanced back over to his closed laptop and frowned. He was here doing work and Matt was out seeing a guy. They were probably kissing. His face did an involuntary twitch and he glared at the door.

What was really bothering him was the fact that Matt thought that he could lie to him and get away with it. If he had a boyfriend all he had to do was say so. Though, if he did, what was all that business in his journal about being in love with him? He folded his arms still staring at the door. Matt was dating someone. His Matt was dating someone and lying to him so that he could go see this guy. His fist clenched before he strode forward picking up his keys. It didn't mean anything if he didn't have proof and he'd be damned before Matt ever got something over on him.

Another few seconds and he was out the door fully intending on spending the day trailing Matt. He paused turning and heading back in the house before raiding his closet for a jacket that the red head rarely saw him wearing. With a sift movement he pulled the hood up and headed down the lift behind Matt.

Matt was still sitting in his car and Mello nearly thought that he had expected him to follow him before he noticed that the red head was on the phone smoking a cigarette. He sighed mostly out of relief before pressing himself against the wall to ensure that the other didn't see him watching him from afar. He didn't even know why it bothered him so much for Matt to have a boyfriend but it did.

He watched the red head laugh at something quietly before starting the car and pull out of the parking spot. Mello stood there silently in the doorway for several seconds making sure that the other was almost on the road before heading out with cat like grace to his motorcycle and starting it. If he was too close to Matt the red head would definitely notice him behind him. He could make up some kind of lame excuse. Actually, if he wanted to give up everything that he had worked for he could simply call Matt and have him pull over and go with him. Matt wasn't the kind of person to put up a fight when it didn't deal with hacking or punching.

~*xXx*~

Matt pulled to a stop in front of the luxurious restaurant before frowning. He wasn't even sure who he was meeting with and now he was going to walk into some restaurant without backup. He glanced at his phone in the hopes that it would ring and Mello would save him but the longer he stared the faster he realized that he shouldn't rely on Mello to be behind him all the time. Mello had gone years without him and what exactly had Matt accomplished during that time? Leaving home and getting an apartment. Mello had risen to the top of a crime organization. He covered his face and opened the door forcing himself to get out.

In the distance Mello had parked and stood watching the red head with his visor still down. He watched the other stride across the parking lot with enough confidence it made Mello nearly want to leave. He had no right to be here. He had turned down Matt without meaning to for years and now he had done it personally to his face at least three times. He shouldn't be here attempting to stop Matt from obtaining happiness. If anything he should be here wishing him luck but as he watched Matt pull the door open he couldn't help but feel as if he was letting go of the most important person in his life.

Inside Matt stood awkwardly by the door glancing around the glass lined interior of the restaurant where a dark haired man glanced up and gave him an annoyed look. "Name?" He questioned watching the red head with slight interest. He shifted leaning forward slightly more to be able to get a glimpse of his face under all that hair. He might actually be cute but one could never be too sure. "Excuse me sir, name?"

Matt jumped running his fingers through his hair giving just enough of a glimpse of his face for the waiter to smile at him. "Ah, yeah I'm here to meet someone but I'm not quite sure the name that I should be using. My name is Matt?" He glanced around again as the man nodded fingering the list before pointing to the back. "What?"

The waiter grinned, "Yes Matt, your party has arrived before you and is awaiting your presence." He gathered up another menu and bowing waiting for Matt to bring to walk. Once he did the man stood heading straight through the restaurant towards the back. "There's someone waiting for you in the private booths in the back dearest." He said gently. "Boyfriend perhaps?"

Matt shook his head, "Um no, I don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend for that matter." He mumbled as the other paused to look at him again as if to say 'really?'

"Well, if that's the case…" He mumbled writing down a phone number on the piece of paper. "My names Lucian and I would love to be able to get to know you." He winked opening the door for the red head that took the number and stared at it for a second. "I promise I don't bite hun." He waved goodbye and headed back towards his post.

Matt waved goodbye before slipping into the private room. "Hello…" He mumbled expecting to be with a woman but instead a man with golden brown hair sat watching him intently. "I'm guessing that I'm in the right place?" He watched the man nod before gesturing to the seat in front of him.

"Please, Matt, do take a seat."

~*xXx*~

Lucian glanced up from his nails just long enough to see a slender blond walk in through the front door. Everything about the make spoke elegance but it was tainted somehow with the aura that he shouldn't be bothered. He sighed, sometimes his job got too difficult. "Afternoon sir, how may I help you? Do you have a reservation?" He questioned his eyes traveling towards the skin tight leather the man was wearing and grinning. This certainly was his day but moderation told him that one hottie already had his number.

Mello kept his hood up making sure that the other didn't have a very good glimpse of his face unlike Matt. "Ah, yes. The red headed gentleman that just walked in…where exactly is he now?" He questioned his eyes trained directly towards the waiter who gestured towards the back. "Who is he meeting with?"

Dark hair shifted, "Ah, I just can't give out that information unless you tell me who you are." He replied as the blond glared at him. "Ahem, well in that case he's meeting a gentleman in the back. But don't worry, he said that the guy isn't his boyfriend." A light bulb went off, "are you his boyfriend?"

Mello raised an eyebrow, "Yeah. I'm trying to catch my boyfriend cheating on me." He mumbled. The words were false so why did he feel like they weren't.

Lucian frowned, "that asshole said he didn't have a boyfriend." He gathered another menu. "I'll help you out." He frowned stomping through the restaurant towards a side booth. "In the room behind you is where they're meeting. Lucky for you today is a slow Monday and it's quiet so you should be able to hear their conversation." He gave Mello a thumbs up. "good luck." He turned heading back to his post mumbling something like, 'better him than me.'

Mello took a seat staring at the menu without seeing. "No boyfriend, huh?" He shook his head. At least he didn't have to use connections to be able to get him a seat.