[Authors note: Oh lookie! I'm back and in a better mood if only for a while. The new semester has started at the college and lucky for you guys I love procrastination which means I have homework right now that I'm not doing. DO NOT WORRY, IT'S NOT DUE TOMORROW. Anyway, thank you for everyone who told me to take my time until I regained my muse and here is the product. For everyone cheering for Matt and Mello remember things have to get worse before they get better. Maybe. Anyway please read, review and enjoy.

Knock'em Dead

The first thing Matt did when he arrived home was change clothes. When he looked at himself in the rear view mirror while he was driving he couldn't even recognize himself. The more he stared the more it began to unnerve him as he turned into the parking garage under the building. After driving around for a while he finally came to the conclusion that Mello had left sometime after him. He wasn't sure where the blond had left to but he wasn't going to go out looking for him anytime soon.

He stripped himself down staring at his frame inside wall mirror that Mello had insisted that he would one day need for something. So far he had only used the mirror to check to see if his goggles where on his head and how well anyone could see his eyes while he was talking to them. It wasn't particularly needed but somehow he always believed that Mello put a mirror in every room of the apartment so that he could look at himself without anyone questioning it. Mello could stand in front of the mirror all day long and Mat wouldn't' say two words to him about it.

He raided his closet for a clean shirt and pair of jeans before slipping into them just in time to hear the front door open. He paused momentarily waiting for Mello to come check to see if he was home but when he didn't hear anything he stood up straight staring at the door. "Mell?"He called reaching for his bedroom door before the knob turned on its own. "Mello?" He sighed when he finally saw the blond hair peek around the corner to look at him. "Dammit, you can't just walk in the door and not say anything." He watched the blond stare at him for a few seconds before reaching in his pocket and pulling out a chocolate bar.

"Where'd you go?" He asked quietly using his teeth to rip open the package. He watched the other give him a side glance but he didn't respond. Instead Matt continued to stand there and look at him. "I asked you a question."

Matt shrugged, "I could ask you where the hell you go every time you walk out the door but I don't." He replied seriously unsure of how the other was going to react. When the blond continued to stand there he continued, "You work in a business that every day when you walk out that door I don't know if you'll come back in one piece or at all." He suddenly had a flash of the mafia incident nearly a year prior and winced. "So unless you're going to tell me where you went I don't have to tell you where I went." He watched the blond take a bite of the dark chocolate and suck on it for a while. "Well?"

Mello shrugged throwing caution to the wind, "You said you didn't have a boyfriend." He said without answering the others question. "Why did you lie Matt?"

The red head glared, "What are you talking about?" He questioned feeling the blonds gaze boring down on him. "Did you follow me?" He watched the other shrug slightly. "You fucking followed me Mello? Why?"

The blond took another bite of chocolate. "We're best friends Matt, there's no reason for you to lie and say that you don't have a boyfriend. If you have a boyfriend then you have a boyfriend. Personally, I don't care who's fucking you. It wasn't going to hurt me any. I don't want to fuck you." The others eyes slowly narrowed as he spoke but it was almost as if the other was look past him and into the wall. "The only thing I ask is that you don't lie."

Matt felt his fist clench, "All the shit we just went through about trust and you can't trust me enough not to lie to you." He could feel the heat boiling through his body but he wouldn't hit the other. That's what Mello would do in this situation. "I can't believe you!"

Mello shrugged slightly still staring past the red head. "I thought you said the position for your boyfriend was still open." He watched the other look confused. "Was that a joke or what?"

Matt threw his hands up, "Mello, I don't have a boyfriend. I don't even leave the house, where the hell would I get a boyfriend?" He watched the other shrug without actually glancing at him. "It was a joke though. It was just a joke." He felt a pang deep inside his chest but didn't speak anymore as he turned to look at the blond.

"What did you talk about with that man then Matt?" He asked remembering the look at the other gentleman was eyeing the red head with. That wasn't the look of someone simply meeting for the sake of meeting. The man had looked, for lack of better words, interested. Entranced. Enticed and by Matt no less. It was almost unbelievable but if you got past all of his setbacks it wasn't hard to find Matt attractive.

It was the red heads turn to shrug, "It's a long story that I don't feel like going through with you right now Mello." He wasn't sure what he was going to do with this anger. It was actually freaking him out how laid back Mello seemed about everything. Instead of screaming and punching he was just standing there and eating his chocolate like everything about this conversation was normal. If Mello didn't care if he had a boyfriend or not then why did he even bother following him? If the red head were to point that out no doubt that blond would have some form of asshole response. He stared into the others eyes but Mello wasn't looking at him he was staring past him into the wall. "Look Mell, I need some time alone. Can you give me that without intruding and overstepping your boundaries as a friend?"

Slowly Mello's focused on the other standing in front of him. "If I denounced my faith right now, would you be with me Matt?" He asked softly watching the confusion register on the others face. "If I denounced everything right now would you break up with him and be mine?"

Matt was speechless as he continued to stare at the other. "Mello…what the hell are you talking about?" He would have asked if the other felt alright but that would be risking Mello switching gears and suddenly growing violent or something worse….homicidal. "Mello, I…I don't know where you're going with this but trust me I'd take you Catholic or not."

The blond nodded slowly biting another piece of chocolate before glancing down and examining it. "Of course you would Matt. That's the type of person that you are. You're loyal to me to the end…." He smirked pushing himself off the wall. "I have no interest in you physically Matty, it's just mental. You have a brilliant mind but otherwise there's nothing there for me to be interested in. As far as I'm concerned you wouldn't leave me no matter how I treat you." He turned strolling down the hallway and disappearing into the living room.

Matt stared at the empty space where the man had previously stood. Was that really all that Mello thought about him? Is that really why they were best friends? He didn't have to be here working with Mello, he didn't even have to live with the blond. There were plenty of other places he could go to. Plenty but Mello looked at him in the light that he would never betray him. Was he right? Was he really so weak that he needed to be close to Mello, someone that didn't love him or care for him. No, he didn't need Mello any more than Mello needed him. This had to end.

He reached for the phone redialing the female's number from before; it had been placed in his phone under Misa. She answered after a few rings, "Hey Misa, can I speak to your friend. I want to take his proposal."