He's mine

Disclaimer: Eh...

A/N: I hate a lot of shit that's gone on lately and hopefully it gets better, but break ups suck. And especially when they leave you tell you that they don't want one for a bit because their not sure of what they want, but then all of a sudden you see them with another person dating wise. Fuck her. I'll just wait and see what happens. Unfortunately.

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Matt was never one to like hospitals in fact he hated them as much as the next person would. Near and Mello were rushed out of the room. Surprisingly Near fought back and tried to stay in the room, same with Mello. But they're efforts were for nothing due to that strange guy from earlier. He basically picked them up the best that he could and walked right outside of the room.

L leaned over Matt's hospital bed and sighed, looking him in the eyes. "It seems like you have a stress related illness, which has caused a hole in your stomach lining." He spoke.

"I see." Matt muttered, not even looking up at L. Now it was his turn to be monotone. There would be no way that he could leave the hospital without going through surgery. You think that he really wouldn't be afraid of the shit, but his mother died getting the same surgery done, to fix the hole in her own stomach.

"Can they please come back in the room?" He asked, after a long period of silence. That was actually at least a couple of minutes long, but in some way to Matt it seemed forever.

Near had walked in when L nodded to Matt's question. Near resumed his position in the chair next to Matt's bed. Looking at him and yet he looked worried at least that was the expression that Matt read off of Near's face. It was like Near already known. The tension was horrible to try and fan away. He would talk in sign language to Mello and he would speak to Near. Mello was reading their lips the best he could. But when Mello left to go into the bathroom that was apart of the room, Matt whispered about it to Near. Telling him everything. He lifted Near up and made him sit on the bed with him, trying to stop the boy from crying more. Mello had seen and read Matt's lips when he got back and pulled Near off the bed knocking him onto the floor. "What do you mean a 'possible death' dumbass?" He asked. Matt sighed and signaled him everything. Mello was pissed off, but more pissed off that Matt didn't want to tell him.

The time came for them to leave, only Near stayed behind because Matt had wanted both of them to stay with him. But Mello told him that it was fine and had Near stay with Matt. "Mail, I'm sure you'll be fine." He spoke, with his right hand up in his hair twirling it around between his thumb, index and middle finger. He wasn't really even looking at Matt when he spoke.

"I hope so. We'll find out in two days when I go into surgery…" Matt paused and made Near look at him, by putting both hands on either side of his face. "Honestly, I don't want to go through it." He continued, and then stopped. Waiting for what Near had to say.

"I know, but just because it happened to her, doesn't mean it will happen to you." Near whispered, fighting back the tears that were trying to come through. Hell, even his voice for once was about to crack as he spoke. Matt smiled gently and held him closer, trying to rock the younger boy to sleep. "M-mail, I don't…want to sleep yet." He spoke with a yawn following after his words. Matt had only shushed him and waited for him to sleep first, before he himself fell asleep.

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End of chapter. Sorry if it's suckish.