A.N

Oh update again :)

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Matt.

I laid awake for a while after that just listening to the clock time itself to my thoughts. Mello had long since drifted off to sleep, chest rising and falling steadily between light breaths, hair fanned out across the pillow and yet the confusion still remained unabashed inside my head. It was the only time I'd ever seen him so still, usually he was flirting with someone or another or dashing around for some reason and causing havoc. It was stupid that I was marvelling at him sleeping because someone so full of...of...spark should never be that calm. It was unnerving.

Sitting up I pulled my knees to my chest, letting the duvet pool around my ankles instead. I tried to smooth my hair down the constant tossing and turning leaving it flicking in every direction. The complete silence was blissful and I was completely revelling in it. Closing my eyes I rested my head on my knees sighing gently to myself.

A loud ringing frightened me into jumping (Quite literally) off the bed, landing on the floor with a bump.
"What the hell?" I questioned over the deafening ring, watching as Mello in turn stumbled from the bed.

"Fire alarm." He yelled back, opening the room door to look down the corridor which was full of other people ambling about in a mixture of terror and annoyance of being woken. "Matt get a move on!" He shouted, walking over to grab my hand and haul me up. Tugging me after him we ran down the two flights of stairs and out onto the courtyard where others were collecting, shivering in their night Misa seemed to be having issues herself, shivering in panties and a bra, trying to shoo away the men who came near her and muttering under her breath that 'Light-kun is the only one for her.'. I almost felt bad for Misa, but I was too caught up with the smoke billowing out one side of the building.

"Someone was smoking in bed." I heard one of the makeup artists whisper to her friend. I looked up to Mello, who squeezed my hand lightly.

"Lets go." He mumbled.

"What? Why?" I asked as he dragged me towards the beach.

"'Cause we're not getting back into there anytime soon so we may as well just wander off. Besides I don't want to be around when Misa gets raped." He laughed, dispicable thoughts clearly flashing through his mind.

"Fine." I sighed, stepping gingerly over a pile pf stones. I wasn't wearing shoes (Well neither was Mello but he seemed to be more adapt than me.) and I didn't fancy getting stabbed in the foot.

"So...have you made up your mind yet?" He asked. He didn't look me in the face, in fact he kept his eyes squarely on the ocean trying to be nonchalant.

"I...I..." I could feel my cheeks flush with a light crimson hue as I stammered. "You know what I said last night."

"Yes, but I want to make sure...and hear it again." Flashing me a grin of arrogance I realised I'd turned an even dark pink at his words.

"Well...yes...I at least want...to try..." I replied getting quiter with each word, head hanging forwards so my face was covered by a shock of dark red hair. He suddenly lurched, pressing my back against a tree, forcing his lips against my own, tongue intruding my mouth. I pulled away for breath, forcing the oxygen back into my lungs. "What're you doing?" I asked. Mello confused me. One minute he didn't want me and the next he was all over me, saying he would wait then going back on his word. He merely grunted in reply, taking my lips back onto his and grinding his hips onto me. I gasped into his mouth as I moved back against him. With a smirk he pulled away leaving me whining slightly.

"Time to go back." He grinned, indicating to the sun rising dappling the ground with a light orange glow. I bit my lip in frustration. Bastard.