Authors note: I really enjoyed writing this chapter. It also opened up a whole new world for everyone involved. I hope you guys are still enjoying it. Please read, review and enjoy.

Revelation

"Shut up." Matt's voice whispered from the bottom bunk. Mello was doing his best to ignore the other but when it was right there it was difficult. He decided it wasbetter to listen because he could but not make comment on anything that was said. At least not now. With M's last bombshell both he and Near were running close to the edge. At least Near didn't have to share a room with the red head to make sure he wasn't doing anything too dangerous. So far the worst thing that he did was pick up a pack of cigarettes and chain smoke out the open window. It brought a smile to Mello's face. Back in their Wammy house days Matt would sneak cigarettes in and smoke them once in a blue moon. It was hard to imagine that boy as the shattered man he could hear now.

"I said, shut up." The words were clipped in annoyance. Mello knew that he was talking to himself. He wanted to go to the red head and hold him close to his chest and tell him it was all going to be okay. Everything would work itself out but even he didn't believe that disillusionment. Besides if he were to hold the red head the boy was simply clam up against him and it would be like talking to a silent brick. There were so many walls and it was his fault. All of it. "I didn't ask you to do anything for me. I don't need you."

"Of course you do," Was the answer in Matt's voice. Mello had a feeling they had forgotten that he was still in the room. It was most likely because he had returned while Matt was showering. He had come straight out the bathroom and lay down in his bed. He had been talking to himself ever since. "Why would I be here if you didn't need me? I take care of you, Mail."

Matt snorted, "You pushed Mello away. You did it on purpose."

The response took several minutes. "No, you pushed Mello away." Mello could only guess that he was having a discussion with M himself. Until this point he believed that M had just moved on his own without Matt knowing. He had no idea there was a way for them to communicate. Actually, what was more surprising is that Roger had managed to know about this for so long and no write a whole book about it analyzing Matt's childhood and his present. It would be a messy tie together but it was certain to be breakthrough for something.

"Mello is no longer needed." A voice interjected completely different from both M and Matt. Mello felt his heart drop. M hadn't been lying. "Mello was only needed for a short period of time. The time has passed. Faze him out."

M answered neatly, as usual. "Matt wants Mello in his life. As long as Matt wants him there I won't get rid of Mello even if he is an irritating git that won't let me into his pants."

"Stop fucking talking." Matt hissed. There was movement on the bottom bunk and out of sheer fear he pressed himself against the wall. Seconds turned into minutes and he finally relaxed, the red head was just shifting.

"I want him gone. M, if you don't do the honor I'll do it myself." The higher voice had returned. It almost sounded feminine. "The point was to keep Mello for protection. Matt no longer needs protection, let him go."

Before he could stop himself he was hanging upside down staring into the bottom bunk. Green eyes almost black stared at him in pure disgust. He gave a slow chilling smile, "You can try and get rid of me. I'm not going anywhere. Bring it on."

"Pleasure." The voice replied trailing a tentative finger across Mello's cheek. "Give it some time, Mihael."

"Mello." Matt's voice held warning and fear. "Stop it." The dark eyes had returned to their sleep deprived emerald gaze. Mello smiled seeing his best friend once again. "You don't have to put yourself through this. I wouldn't if I were you."

Mello did the best he could to shrug from upside down. "You're my best mate. Why would I leave you after all you've done for me?" He questioned watching green eyes blink slowly as if remembering everything. When his eyes opened again Matt looked slightly hurt.

"I'm just telling you that you don't need to." He replied quietly watching as Mello dropped from the top bunk. He shifted slightly before sitting beside the red head.

Blue eyes locked with green as the blond smile. "You heard what I said. What's one thing that you know for sure about me?"

Matt took a few seconds before replying, "You like motorcycles and leather." He felt a light punch. "Fine, you're a fickle bastard but once you set your mind to something you stick to it. I just don't want you to feel obligated to help me or anything."

Mello shrugged, "You didn't feel obligated to help me when I burnt half my face off. You stuck with me because…"

"I love you." Matt finished for him as Mello grew silent. "You already knew that, don't pretend it's new."

The blond sighed, "I know." He could feel Matt's eyes on him. Minutes passed as the blond stared into space until Matt subconsciously began feeling around for his cigarettes. "I love you too, Matt." He felt the other still beside him.

"What?" Matt sounded slightly shocked. Mello watched a cigarette roll across the floor. He assumed it fell from Matt's mouth at his revelation.

A shift and creak of leather, "You heard me Matt. I'm not repeating myself. You know I hate that."

The red head nodded, "You mean as a friend. Right."

"Is that what I said?" He questioned aloud. "I said I love you not I love you as a friend, Matt."

Green eyes were large in the mirror across the room. "Mello…I…we…I…"

A blond eyebrow raised, "Calm down. You already knew that, don't pretend it's new." He watched a smile etch itself onto the red head's face in the mirror before a telltale tear trickled from his goggles. He quickly wiped it away but another came and then another. Mello wrapped his arm around his longest and only friend in the world. He pulled the goggles off and allowed the boy to silently sob into his chest. "I'm here for you Matt, to the end."