A/N Laptop still broken

Disclaimer: I do not own Death note

Matt

Pressing the phone tighter to my ear, I could only gape helplessly at the receiver.

"Mello, what the hell are you talking about. I can't stay with you, I've only known you for about a week."

The sigh at the other end of the line was enough to snap me out of the mild hysteria, though my hands kept shaking.

"Matt, if you didn't want to stay with me, why'd you call me?" He reasoned calmly. "Give me your address, I'll come and get you." Rattling of the address, he hung up, leaving me to slide down the wall, knees pulled to my chest and resting my head on them. I must've fallen asleep because what felt like only seconds later a hand pressed itself to my shoulder, shaking me gently. "Matt, get up." Mello murmured. Rubbing my eyes, I slowly uncurled myself from the position. Grabbing my hand, he hauled me to my feet.

"Sorry." I mumbled quietly, hanging my head. I couldn't even bring myself to look him in the eyes.

Mello blinked, clearly confused. Sliding a finger under my chin, he forced me to look at him.

"Sorry, for what?"

"For putting you out of your way…" I replied, tilting my head away. He rolled his eyes, kissing me softly.

"For someone so smart, you're such a fucking idiot." He grinned. "Come on Mattie." Picking up my stuff, he put it back into my car, leaving me to wonder how the hell he got here in the first place, until I realised he's probably taken a cab…or used a green pipe. (Yeah, I like Mario. So sue me) . Put ting the last of my crap way, he held out his hand. "Come on then."

Hesitantly I took it. "Okay. But I'm only staying until Misa puts in my next amount of money. It'll be enough to get me out of your place."

Mello simply shrugged, pushing me softly into the passengers seat before climbing into the drivers.

"We'll see won't we." He smirked, gunning the engine and taking off down the road.

Pulling up outside a large tower of flats about an hour later (Heh, must've slept longer than I thought), he ground the car to a halt and slipped out., immediately opening the boot and grabbing my stuff.

"I can take it." I stammered, following him out of the car.

"Maybe, but I'm taking it." He replied, slipping the last bag over his shoulder (Luckily for him, I don't have much stuff. I used to move around a lot and got used to living on minimum stuff.) With a sigh, I dropped the argument, letting the triumphant grin on his face grow that much wider as he realised he'd won. He gestured for me to follow him into the building, even I have to admit the place was…extravagant. I usually lived where ever would take me, I'm not exactly a 'clean' or 'tidy' person so my recommendations usually denied me a good place all the time. Hello there crap shacks.

Leading me into the elevator he pushed the button for the top floor.

"Penthouse." He grinned, answering the question that was already in my mind. Stepping out as the door slid open, he opened the door to his apartment, laughing quietly at my sudden intake of breath.

"Fancy." I breathed slowly. For someone as badass as Mello, he had taste for décor. Dropping my stuff down, he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Need consoling?" He purred in my ear. I shivered at the warm breath on my skin. I should've realised that agreeing to stay with the sexual deviant that was Mello would have repercussions…And didn't he say he was into BDSM? I froze up slightly, letting his lips run down my neck, teasing the sensitive skin.

"M-Mello…" I breathed shakily as his hand slid up my shirt.

"Yeah?" He replied, smirking against my neck as my fingers twisted into his shirt.

My train of thought shattered as his fingers traced along the hem of my pants, leaving me to stammer desperately, struggling to find something anything to say. He bit down on my neck softly, determined to mark me anyway he could. Unable to stop the soft moan that fell from my lips, he ran his tongue over the fresh wound.

"Never pegged you as a masochist Mattie. Looks like I can pick well." He grinned, tugging my shirt off.

"F-Fuck you. I'm n-not!" I murmured quietly, letting his fingers explore my chest.

"You so are Matt. Going to be fun having you stay," He smirked.