Disclaimer: Not owning Death Note any time soon. And if I did, it would have ended up a Yaoi fest.

A/N: Okay, yeah. I know I haven't written any Death Note lately. And this is coming from pure emotion so I'm sure it will fail. If you thin different, hand in a nice review to boost my spirits!

A small pit of something began to burn in my chest. My eyes shot open and I breathed heavily. My forehead was dripping with sweat and I was panting. I looked around the room searching for something, anything, to bring me back to reality. I could hear the faint groan and snort of a snore and my head shot over to the bed on the opposite wall. I sighed. "Damn, Matt. Get a hold of yourself. Too many silent hill games today." I thought to myself as I shuffled up and out of bed. I yawned and stumbled over to the door, realizing painfully that I needed to pee. I groaned again as I felt the cool tile on my bare feet. What was I even dreaming of? I closed my eyes in thought as I began emptying my bladder.

I leaned up against the wall, waiting for the blonde to come from our shared room. He walked up to me, smirking devilishly. My jaw dropped as I noticed his outfit. It was still leather, of course, but different. It consisted of a black tank top that barely even covered his tummy and very skimpy short shorts. I never even knew it was possible for a man to get such small shorts in leather. But Mello wasn't just any man. He was a man of the Wammy house. One of the many geniusly spoiled, pampered brats that were crawling about.

"Like what you see, Mattie-boy?" He hissed, putting a hand up on the wall beside my head as his other hand wove its way towards me. I gasped as he pressed his mouth to mine, purring and licking, craving entry. "Love me, Matt. Desire me." His lips moved from mine, trailing down my jaw, down to the base of my neck. I moaned as he began to nibble and bite. "Say you love me, Matt."

I gasped and moaned as he grinded his hips into mine. "I l-love you, M-Mel."

My eyes burst open and I was back in the small bathroom, blushing slightly. "Oh," I sighed, stumbling back against the wall. "Well, that explains a lot," I groaned out to the room at random, laying my head back, staring at the ceiling. My mind was spinning in confused circles. He was my best friend. I couldn't love him! It was against all friend codes! You could never have a relationship with your best friend, especially if they were the same gender. I groaned again as the visions of the dream came back to me and I knocked my head against the wall a few times to try and rid the thoughts from my mind.

"Hmm? Matt? What's with all the noise?" Mello asked, sauntering into the small bathroom. He yawned and rubbed at his eye, giving silent commands for me to get out so that he could go. I looked up at him with blurry eyes.

"I-I umm... Nothin'. Sorry for wakin' ya," I said quietly, ducking out of the room, almost shocked that the blonde hadn't waged war on me for waking him or noticing the rather prominent bulge in my boxers. I crawled back into bed, hoping that it wouldn't come back but at the same time I wanted it to.

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"Maaaattt!" he whined shoving his foot into my leg as I stared intently at the screen, my fingers running wildly over the controller's buttons. "Mattie!"

I looked at him with wide eyes, barely remembering to hit pause. "Wh-what?" I managed to stammer, my cheeks burning at the nickname. He beamed at this, waving the empty chocolate wrapper around.

"Go get me another one, Mattie!"

"Mel, What the fuck? Since when am I Mattie?" I shuddered.

"Since I heard you moaning it last night."

"Wh-what?"

"You heard me, now go get me that fuckin chocolate!"

"Screw you! Get it yourself!"

Mello grumbled and shoved me over on his way to get himself another bar of his addiction. My mind was spinning again as a soft blush lined my cheeks. I had been moaning in my sleep last night?! Not good. What if he heard me? I felt my stomach boil as I heard the fridge door slam shut and the blonde stomped back in. He looked at me with an almost worried expression as he noted the screen still had the pause menu brought up on it and saw the blank stare as I put my gloved thumb up to my mouth and started to nibble on the tip of it, looking rather a lot like a certain famous detective.

"Matt? Are you still there?" he asked, shaking my shoulder. I snapped out of it in a flash and stared up into his bright cerulean orbs.

"Uh, what? Oh, yeah. Sorry. I just kinda ... was thinkin', I said, looking back down. I pushed my goggles up and rubbed the side of my face, laying my cheek in the palm of my hand.

"Thinkin'? 'Bout what?" he asked, plopping down next to me, biting off a large chunk of the milk chocolate in his hand. I smirked at him, closing my eyes for a minute, contemplating my actions. But right now I didn't care. I threw caution to the wind and grabbed his lips in a soft kiss.

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It was late ... or early. I'm not sure what you would call it. It was 3 in the morning anyway and we were still wide awake, laughing and joking and singing along to some of our favourite songs.

"I've been denied, All the best, Ultra sex! I've been denied, All the best, Ultra sex!" We cried, bursting out in a renewed fit of laughter, falling to the ground. I looked over at his laughing, glorious form and had a deep desire to grab his lips in a passionate kiss. But I rid myself of this thought as quickly as it occurred. I knew that if I did he would hate me. I already knew that he wasn't into guys and even if he were, I would never be good enough for him. He was a god to me. I was just a lowly servant.

"Maatt, Sing along, man! Come on!" He whined, laughing and going on with the song. I blushed and was thankful it was almost to dark to see. I laughed and began signing an octave higher. That got him laughing even harder.

We didn't sleep that night.

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"Matt?! What the fuck, man?! What the fuck are you doing?!" the blonde squealed, shoving me off of him. I looked at him, slightly out of breath, panting on the edge of the couch. I hung my head, hurt overwhelming my persona.

"I thought you knew. You had to know! How could you not?!" I yelled at him, eyes swimming as I caught his glare. His face contorted into that of confusion.

"Knew what?"

"I love you, idiot! I have loved you for as long as I can remember! You knew that!"

"How the fuck should I have known?"

"It was obvious! Fuck, even Near knew! And he never knows anything about this type of thing!"

"You don't just go kissing random people! Not your best friends!"

"But Mello!" He cringed as he realized that I was so mad, so hurt that I wouldn't even use his nickname. "It was too hard! I couldn't live with you not knowing! You had to find out one way or another!"

"But ... wait, what? Find out what?"

"Are you stupid?! Or just not listening?! I love you, damn it!"

"Y-you ... You what?"

I glowered at him, getting up off the couch and walking to the door. "So, first you blow me off then you ignore me? Fine! Whatever! I don't care anymore!" With that I whirled out the door and slammed it, leaving Mello stunned and confused.

"Near, I'm sleeping with you tonight," I announced to the white haired boy as I barged into his room. He looked up at me with his large obsidian eyes before going back to placing another die on top of a large tower he was creating. That was one of the best things about the boy. He never asked questions, never argued. He was good at just being there. But tonight, he didn't seem to want to keep to himself for once. He moved up from his position on the floor to come over and wrap his small arms around me, bringing me close to him.

"You went for him, didn't you, Matt?" he asked quietly. I sniffed loudly, nodding silently. "And he declined you, obviously. I heard it. I think everyone did. Just be glad that Roger is away tonight. Out with Watari and L, I think. He would have been trouble, wouldn't he?" Another nod and sniff. I was shocked. I had never heard Near talk so much. But then again I had never seen him embrace another human. Always with those stuffed animals. I sniffed again, wiping the last remaining tear from my face.

"Thank you, Near. I needed that. I'm really tired. Do you mind if I sleep in your bed?" I asked innocently. I watched a smirk play across his lips but he nodded and went back over to building his city. "Thanks, man," I sighed as I crawled under the sheets, drifting to sleep almost immediately.

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A/N: I dunno. You guys should tell me whether or not I should continue. I probably could, even though this was only a one-shot. Go ahead and tell me your thoughts.