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Thanks for the reviews alerts/favs you are all sexy :)

Have some Matt, as usual all the shortness of short short short remains, but I hope you enjoy it regardless.

Oh for those who don't know what a scart lead is it's a funny little wire that you have to stick in your Dvd player/games console or whatever and into the TV to get the picture on the screen. Maybe only people in the UK have this lead, if so you're lucky because that thing is a bitch to put in if you can't see what you're doing :)

Disclaimer: We do not own Death Note

Matt.

I could still taste him on my lips as I left the water. It was a mixture of what I thought was chocolate and something else that I couldn't put my finger on. It wasn't...unpleasant, in fact it was pretty damn nice, he can sure kiss. But now I was even more confused than before.

Dripping into the main lobby (I had left my towel at the pool), I picked up the key card at the front desk which Misa had promised would be there. I managed to find my way to the room alright even though my mind was hazy. I tried to focus on something else, anything else, but he wouldn't leave my mind. Well he'd gotten what he inevitably wanted, he was damn well stuck on my mind.

Jamming the key card into the slot besides the door, the red light flicked to green and allowed me to push open the door. My stuff had already been taken up and into the room, only a few bags packed with camera equipment, clothes, hairbrush and what not and normal stuff. (Normal stuff being my xbox, laptop, ps3 and other wire filled fun.)

With a sigh I opened the case on my bed. I wanted to get all my games set up before work tomorrow, a room strewn with various wires and other doodads is not a fantastic experience. Especially when I get het up because the TV is different to mine and I can't work it. (This has been the case on other location trips Misa has taken me on. The TV ended up on the sidewalk...from the ninth floor.) Dumping the consoles onto the double bed, I pulled out the clothes from underneath them, I had left the clothes I was wearing in the changing rooms as well. Not a big deal I can always pick them up tomorrow and avoid the Rape/Non-Rape-Because-I-Think-I-May-Like-Him-Even-Though-I-Love-Boobies. But I had to change either way, this place may be a tropical resort but I was already shivering. Curse you circulation.

I was happy enough to set everything up when I was changed into a T-shirt and sweatpants, (I know so sexy, but hey at least I was comfy and they let me be...flexible.) butt happily sticking out from behind the wooden cabinet as I fought to get yet another scart lead into the back. I was too busy mumbling under my breath when the door clicked open. I cheered to myself as the lead slid into place, the glorious sounds of a xbox on standby whirling to life bouncing around the room.

"What the hell are you doing?"

I whipped around to meet the very confused face of Mello.

"I-uh, was setting up my games. Wait, why are you in my room? More to the point how did you get in?" I demanded, was he really stalking me now?

"Your room? This is my room. I got the key card downstairs."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah there's only like, five rooms in this place. We're gunna have to share." He replied with a Stoic shrug of his shoulders. He seemed to have forgotten about what happened about twenty minutes ago. Or that there's only one bed. Or that I enjoy keeping my butt cherry intact.