First Fan Fiction ever. I never really had a desire for fan fictions. That was until my friend gave me one to read. Of course, it was a Matt x Mello one and I fell in love. Since then, I've read several, but never had any ideas of one myself. Then, as I was laying down, my head on my pillow, covers keeping me warm, mind trying to shut off, (and I kid you not. This really happened.) all of a sudden, the beginning of this story came to my mind. At first, it was just a few sentences and it came to my mind in a picture format, but I finished the first chapter! It isn't finished and I'll try to update it every other day, but it may turn into every third day, until it is complete. Sorry in advance! All right, this has gone on long enough. Reviews are welcomed! I could use the critique!

xxChocolatexBabyxx

Chapter 1

Pulling up to Whammy High wasn't anything new to the redhead. He chuckled to himself. Haha. Waking up early to get here on time and I'm still 15 minutes late to class. He hopped out of his cherry red 1970 Chevrolet Camero Z28, squished his used cigarette under his black combat boot, and walked into the building.

The teenager pulled his feet, leisurely, across the threshold and made his way to his class. He glanced from side to side, taking notice of the students that were refusing to go to their first hour of the day. Some nodded to him and tried to smile seductively. The master showed them how it was done and, successfully, smiled back. Continuing to walk, he heard the sound of swoon behind him, and thought to himself Alright. It appears I've slept with them too.

As he walked into Ms. Takada's class, he called out, "Morning, Ms. Kiyomi," with his usual goofy grin on his face. "How many times do I have to tell you to call me by my last name, Matt Jeevas?" was the reply. Matt turned on his heel and sat down in his seat, near the back. He stuck a head phone into his left ear, opened his AP Physics book, and placed his PSP on top; he wanted Ms. Takada to think he was listening when he was in the middle of his game.

Class carried on normally… Until the door opened, revealing two teenagers, both dressed in black. Matt would usually ignore this kind of intrusion, but when he looked up, curiosity biting him in the butt, and surprisingly, his eyes got hooked on the new student. Just the sight of the beauty had made Matt's heartbeat speed up faster. "Ahh!" Ms. Takada exclaimed. "This is Ms. Amane and Mr. Keehl. They're cousins and have moved here from Germany, but speak perfect English. Also, they will be joining us in this class." Turning to the two blondes, she continued, "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

The girl stepped up and smiled, "Hello! I'm Misa! I'm into the color black and I am a model, so you'll probably see me in magazines soon. It's this reason that we moved from Germany." She winked and twirled in her tutu before turning around to the blonde behind her. He stepped up next to her and looked around. Matt's eyes had been on the new guy since he walked through the door, as if he owned the world. The redhead's friend, Gevanni, looked at him once and chuckled to himself, knowing all too well what was going through his mind. Matt glared in his direction, but his attention quickly went back to the man in the front.

"Grüezi. Call me Mello," the icy blue eyes seemed to have the ability to bury you the moment they looked in your direction. "I drive a Harley Davidson and I am gay, so girls, please stop checking me out." Mello stated, a smirk forming on his lips. Matt could hear the girls pout and Misa giggle, but he barely registered what was happening around him. His eyes were roaming the toned abs under the black shirt and the long legs that were hidden underneath the washed out skinny jeans. Oh! If only he could take a few pieces of clothes off. He glanced at the blonde's face, trying to memorize every detail. It only took a second before he realized that he was making eye contact. Electrifying blue meeting emerald green.

Matt smiled seductively and winked. He's mine.

Instead of playing the new Zelda game he had picked up yesterday, the gamer's attention kept shifting over to the blonde that sat a few seats away. After his ninth attempt to defeat an opponent, he finally gave up on the game and started to observe the habits of his incredibly sexy classmate. In a matter of seconds, he could already tell, in the short time he had been observing him, the blue eyed beauty had a thing for chocolate.

Oh, how I would love to see if his mouth had the lingering taste of German chocolate. That is definitely an experiment I would love to participate in.

Whoa! Calm down, Matt! You can't scare the poor rabbit away before you pounce! You must time these things perfectly. You can't just shove him up against a wall and stick your tongue down his mouth! … Well, maybe you can. I mean, he does look like he could keep up in a fight, but, you never know. May be he'll let me… NO! What am I thinking? I must approach him, normally. NORMALLY!

The redhead continued to reason with himself, giving excuses why he should and shouldn't shove his new found attraction against the wall and give him the time of his life. He contemplated the pros and the cons of every action. He decided that he'll introduce himself after class and set Operation: Get the Blonde into motion. Baby steps, Matt. Baby steps.

The bell rang, indicating the end of first period and the start of Matt's plan… Except, Ms. Takada didn't seem to get the memo of the gamer's intentions and called him up to her desk. He slumped his shoulders and dragged himself across the room, towards her. Matt watched the blue eyed blonde leave the room with a disappointed look, slipped on his green, aviator sunglasses to hide his exuberant emerald green eyes. He turned his back towards the door while a single thought crossed his mind. Day isn't over, Matt.

"I noticed that you haven't been paying attention in class lately, Mr. Jeevas," his teacher observed.

"Well, yeah. I already know most of the things you teach us and I'm bored, so I entertain myself until the end of the class," was the redhead's lazy reply. Ms. Takada watched the boy's facial muscles, to see if he was lying. She couldn't tell from his eyes, for they were covered by the glasses.

"Well, it's true that you've been getting straight A's since the beginning of the year, so it isn't that much of a problem, but I would like to talk to your guardian, as soon as possible. Is that alright?" Ms. Takada's question didn't faze the teenager in the slightest.

"That's fine with me. I'll let my guardian know when I get home." The Physics teacher was satisfied with the answer and dismissed the boy. Matt walked down the hall to his second period, glancing from side to side, trying to catch a blob of blonde hair, but no such luck.

The day went by slowly. Matt had no other classes with Mello in the first half of the day, which seemed to depress the boy. At lunch, the gamer caught sight of the chocoholic walking towards the food lines, but was dragged away by Gevanni and his boyfriend, Near, to their usual lunch spot. They always thought that lunch should be eaten outside, under the shade of a tree. Apparently, the redhead's crush had the same idea. Although, he sat at a different tree, a few yards away.

Gevanni and Near were having their daily make out session, when Matt turned his head towards Mello, imagining him and the blonde in their shoes instead. Matt, hugging Mello from behind, would start to kiss the slender neck. Mello would tilt his head towards the side for easier access. The redhead would pick him up, turn him around, and plant a kiss on his waiting lips. After a while, Mello would break the kiss to get air, but Matt would send a surprise attack on the blonde and stick his tongue into his parted lip. The kiss would heat up quickly. Hands roaming the other's body, breaths mingling, and tongues meeting each other over and over again.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Got to stop that before – Matt looked down at the tent that had formed in his blue jeans – Whoops. Too late. Have to think of something to calm myself… Dead puppies. Dead puppies. Dead puppies.

After a few pictures of dead puppies had made their way to his mind, 'things' began to settle down. The bell sounded and the teenagers groaned. Next period was AP English with Mr. Teru Mikami. Needless to say, it was their least favorite class of the day. Matt looked around, but sadly came to realize that the blonde must have a different class this period as well.

On a happier note, Matt and Mello shared the last class of the day together, AP Algebra II with Mr. Light Yagami. Matt, determined to finish what he started this morning, had his things together before the bell rang. RING! RING! RING! The bell rang its usual high pitched squeal and everybody stood up at once. The redhead was in a forest of bodies before he noticed it. He watched as the blob of blonde hair make its way to the door and out the room. The tuft of red hair followed soon afterwards. As he entered the parking lot, he registered a sound that was unknown the parking lot of Whammy High: the sound of a motorcycle starting up. He raced towards the source and caught a glimpse of two blondes, one in a solid black helmet and the other in a black one with pink dotted here and there, on the back of a Harley Davidson. The driver revved the engine and flew out of the packed lot.

Dejected, the teenager flopped into his 'baby' and started the Camero. On the way home, he remember Ms. Takada's words and reminded himself to talk to L and B when he got home. Perhaps I'll go to my favorite bar and lose myself in alcohol and flirt with someone and spend the night with them. I may be into someone right now, but that doesn't mean I don't get sexually frustrated. With his final thought, Matt drove home on a happier note.

Arriving home, he walked through the front door and saw the same sight he saw when he came back from school. His guardian, L, and his twin brother, B, working in the living room. Surrounded by discarded papers and monitors, they would have looked like true, hard-working detectives, if it weren't for L eating a giant piece of red velvet cake and B's hands, scooping jam from the jar that sat next to him.

"One of you needs to go to my school one day this week and talk to my AP Physics teacher." Matt stated, emotionlessly. L just shook his head No, before B reluctantly replied he will. Having that matter out of the way, the gamer sprinted upstairs, threw his dark blue shirt on the floor, grabbed a stripped red and black long sleeve and pulled it over his head. Adding his tan, fur-lined vest over it, Matt looked at his reflection, smirked at himself and thought, I would so date myself if I could.

After shouting over his shoulder about going to the regular place, Matt hopped in his car and drove down the road, and into a little area outside of town where he could get away with being older than 17. He parked in front of a bar named Bottoms Up, and leaned over and into the glove department to pull out his favorite pair of orange tinted goggles. He always wore them inside of bars, so in case a teacher had a hankering for a beer, they wouldn't notice him.

He smiled at his reflection and strolled into the place. As he walked past the bouncer he knew too well, he was instantly hit with the scent of smoke, alcohol, and sex. He walked up to a woman, who was clearly checking him out, pulled her cigarette from her lips, smiled seductively, and stuck the cancer stick into his own mouth. Walking away, he could hear her swoon, but he didn't care.

He hopped across the dance floor that was covered in sweaty bodies that were grinding up against each other, and headed towards the bar. He sat in a stool and looked across the bar. The usual bartender, who appeared to be 55 years old, was there, but there was someone else behind the counter as well. Matt looked up and down at the new guy. His outfit was made entirely out of leather, but the redhead didn't criticize him at all. The black leather vest that covered his upper body shaped his torso beautifully. The vest itself was sleeveless and Matt could easily see that the biceps and triceps were toned. The bottom half was the part that he couldn't tear his eyes from. The round, succulent ass that was covered with leather swayed to the beat of the music.

Matt couldn't help himself. He whistled.

But he didn't expect what happened next. He was expecting a young man, who had years to make his body as beautiful as it was, but his expectations got shot to the ground with a 9 mm Kel-Tec PF 9. The guy that stood in front of him was the reason he was here in the first place. The reason for Matt to find another nice one-night stand. The reason why Matt was depressed enough to be here.

Mello Keehl.

No fucking way. There is no fucking way that this is happening to me. No fucking way. But, of course it's happening. If there is a God out there, he hates me.

Alright! Chapter 1 is complete! How was it for a first try? Should I continue it? Reviews are welcome! I encourage them, actually.

I have a few ideas for other stories. Which would you prefer? Finish this story first, or write others while I'm writing this one too? Reader's decision! Chapter 2 will be up shortly! Promise!

xxChocolatexBabyxx