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One last time

Matt slipped out the door without looking back. It had been days since he had allowed his other side to come out. It was mostly because he was wavering on his own personal decision to put him in a relationship with Raito. Raito was certainly better than Mello but to Matt Mello was all he wanted. He didn't know what he did but something about the situation didn't feel right. If his other side was still in love with Mello then being in a relationship with someone else wasn't going to work at all. It wasn't that he thought his idea was stupid. Matt deserved someone better than Mello but nothing ever worked out that easily.

He punched the ground floor button shaking his head. He couldn't ask anyone about it because he was the final choice of every decision that the red head made. He was the one that should always know what was best but what if what he thought was right for Matt actually wasn't. Matt would be devastated without Mello even if he willingly gave up their friendship. It didn't matter. He still didn't want it happening.

The doors opened as he stalked through the open lobby. The woman sitting behind the counter slightly dozing watched him walk by in a confused stupor. The less people that saw him the better it would be for everyone.

The car rolled to a stop in front of him as he slid into the seat in the back. Near's dark eyes stared into his green ones. He sighed, "You rang?"

The white haired boy nodded slowly. "Mello is becoming restless. It seems the longer he goes without speaking with Matt the more erratic he becomes. Today he began using knives to cut his chocolate into smaller pieces for him to eat. When I told him he didn't need it he stared into space for several minutes and ignored me."

Matt blinked, "That's not unusual. Mello never listens to anything that you say but I can understand what you mean." He sighed. "I guess we have to do something about this before it gets out of hand right?" He watched the white haired boy nod slowly. "I'll do something about it. All I need you to do is to run Mello out of the hotel that you're staying in."

Near frowned, "That shouldn't be difficult."

"Didn't think so."

xXx

The world crashed heavily onto Matt. Darkness reigned in perpetual anguish of untold fears and painful thoughts. Everything tightened roughly almost as if the world around his were trying to suffocate him. Somewhere deep he burned to be released the voices of the past playing over and over again on repeat. Each time the words became more and more distorted, dark and cruel. The voice was supposed to protect him. Isn't that what the voice always did? The voice had always been there hadn't it? No. There was a time where the voice didn't have a vote. A time where things were better but they weren't the best.

His breath caught as a hand tightened roughly around his hand. It was almost as if the hand was pulling him upward, though the depths of pain and misery until he breached the top. He took in a deep breath, blinked and looked around. He frowned; he was sitting on the beach in pure darkness aside from the moon that hung wearily in the sky in the distance. It highlighted a dark figure, still holding his hand. He almost thought it was Raito until the man leaned down to get a better look at him.

"Mello? What the fuck?" He questioned almost snatching his hand back from the blond. He thought against it and instead used his other hand to help him sit up properly. He didn't even know how he managed to get outside. He didn't remember anything besides laying on the beach, maybe walking back to the hotel with Raito but that was about all.

The blond raised an eyebrow slightly before dropping into the sand beside the red head leather and all. "I came out here for a walk and saw someone trashing around. I assumed that something weird was going on until I saw it was you." He didn't let on that his heart dropped when he thought that the red head was hurt. He didn't let on that he wanted to pull his best friend into a hug and apologize until his voice wouldn't let him speak words anymore. No, that would be too much. Right now he was just content that he was able to talk to the red head without Near or someone interrupting him.

This was Matt. This was his best friend. There was nothing that he could say to Matt that the red head would take wrong. They had known each other for far too long for that to happen. Incidentally, it didn't account for all the time that Mello had been racking his brain for a proper way to get his friendship back on track. All his mind had been on was what his other side had been going on about. Matt had a boyfriend now. Or at least his other side had made it seem that way but he didn't put it past the other side to lie. Everyone lied.

Matt swallowed, "Oh." He said roughly glancing around again. There was no one out here but himself and Mello. "Why are you even here?"

Mello shrugged, "Near packed us up and moved us here to watch over you I assume." He kept his gaze away from the red head. The last thing that he wanted was to make eye contact with those beautiful green orbs. Instead he would stare restlessly into space and hope that the other could tell what was going on. Then again he wasn't even sure that he understood what was going on anymore.

He sighed, "Since when do you listen to anything Near has to say?" He questioned seriously. The blond didn't respond. Instead he just shrugged. One of his hands digging roughly into the sand beside him leaving long gashes. "I can't imagine you handing Near's hand let alone sitting around and listening to the things that he wants you to do."

Mello glared, "Watch it Matt. I don't follow anyone. I came because I wanted to." He hissed struggling to maintain his calm.

"I see," was the only response. "So you came to see me?" He felt the blond look at him. "Did you?"

Mello scoffed, "Of course not. I came to catch Kira. When Near said that he thought that Kira was with you I rationalized it and decided to come."

Matt smirked, "Near wouldn't tell you that Mello. Near doesn't tell you anything. Near relinquishing information to you would mean that he is accepting your help. Plus, coming along with Near means that you're accepting his help." Mello gaped. "You're losing your touch, Mell."

"Maybe." Mello replied softly. "Hey Matt, I'm sorry about everything. I took our friendship for granted and didn't believe you. Not to mention that I overstepped my boundaries as your friend." The words flowed less elegantly than they did in his head but as soon as they were out he was content with them.

Matt shrugged, "Shit happens." He replied. "I missed you man."

Mello smiled, "Me too Matty. Me too."

xXx

Mello stood awkwardly in front of the doors to the hotel. "So I guess this is goodnight." He whispered softly to himself. "You should, um, come home soon or at least call me Matt. You know I wor…I mean…just fucking come home, okay?"

The red head smirked, "I'll be home soon Mell." He couldn't help the smile that ran over his lips. "I worry about you too." He leaned forward closing the gap between the two of them before pecking the other lightly on the lips. "Maybe I gave up too quickly." He mumbled pulling back. "Goodnight Mell. See you soon."

The blond blinked rapidly before he suppressed the blush attempting to ride his face. "Yeah, maybe we did. Tomorrow Matt. I want to see you back tomorrow."

The red head shrugged walking through the sliding doors. "Maybe." He said though he doubted the blond could hear him. "Maybe."