-- Mello's POV --

Dude. This day is so boring. I have gotten a sore throat from eating too much chocolate. I forgot you can get one by eating sweets. Ugh. Matt says he went out to buy some manga and whatnot. I'm actually used to having him around. After all, he is my best friend. I sighed. I grabbed the nearest chocolate bar off of the table and hungrily ate it. Oh yeah, and I have to put up with that stupid butt-faced Near. HE always has to be number one. HE always has to beat me in everything.

Anyway, I feel like playing soccer. As I was running down the main stairs, I saw Matt with a bunch of plastic bags.

"Hey, watsup Matt?" I asked.

"Oh hey Mello. What's kickin'?" Matt answered, turning to me. The bags look heavy.

"I'm about to play soccer. Do you need any help with that?"

"Actually yes." He shoved all the bags into my hands. "There, go take it to our room." Matt stretched out his arms, yawning,

"I am never going to ask if you need help ever."

"Aww come on Mel, you have to help people once in a while. Be a good person and bring it. I'll tag along." He started up the stairs. What were in these bags? Once we arrived in our room, I dumped the bags on Matt's chair.

"Hey Mels, careful." He said. He ran to the bag as if something had broken.

"What's in here-"

"No looking!" Matt placed his arms over the bags, protecting it like a mother protecting a baby. "Mine!" Matt stuck out his tongue.

"…Is it something dirty? I can't imagine you doing something like that. Plus we're still fourteen."

"No, it's not! And even if I did, who cares if we're fourteen? I got the PS3 slim. I'm gonna go hook it up now!" He grabbed the bags and ran to the TV like a kid with a sugar rush. "This is so aweeeesoooommmeeeeeee!!!"

"Matt, calm down." I laughed. My throat hurt a lot more now. I tried coughing but it made it worse. I saw a water bottle on the table and chugged it down. My throat still feels the same. When I turned around, Matt was staring at me. "What?"

"That was my water." Matt said plainly.

"So?"

"And you finished it."

"Yeah and??? My throat hurts!"

"But they say that if you share drinks with someone, it's like indirect kissing."

"Man shut up! It's not going to kill me!" The way of yelling hurts so bad!

"You sound bad. If your throat hurts, then drink some medicine! Duuuuuuh" He motioned his finger around his head like a stupid person would.

"No way!! I hate medicine!" My throat hurts too much. I was tired of talking now. Every time I talk it feels like my throat is cracked and rough.

"Oh well! Then too bad for you."

So now Matt is playing his PS3. It's actually funny to see him get mad at his dumb mess up. And here, I'm in bed, sick with this stupid sore throat. Ugh, I feel terrible. I lean over to my table to take some medicine. It was the kind of medicine that looks slimy, oozy, gooey and sticky. Not the liquid one, this was more of a paste. Matt was the one who suggested it. If it makes me better, then I'd drink it. When I took it in my mouth, I thought I was going to barf.

"You better swallow that," Matt said, looking across the room. I swallowed, feeling as sick as I'll ever be.

-- Matt's POV --

I laughed. I thought of Mello actually being sick, because I never saw him sick before. I kept telling myself to take care of him, but I don't want to. I don't want to be infested with Mello's sickness. Then again, who else will? This is kind of weird coming from me, but I guess I'll have to do the job. I turned off my awesome PS3 and walked to Mello. Once I got near him, he shifted in his bed. I placed the back of my hand on his forehead. Ouch! That's hot!

"Dude you're so hot!" I said, pulling my hand away.

"What?" Mello was looking at me as if I said something really confusing.

"I said that you're hot." I rephrased what I said. "OH! Not that kind of hot! I meant hot as in warmness." I put on the ignored goggles around my neck.

"Uh, okay?" Mello felt his head, too. He was surprised to feel his head really hot.

"You should get some sleep. You just took medicine, so I think that your body temperature should go down. I'm going to make you some soup."

"Make? Are you kidding me? The last time you tried to bake cookies, it tasted like coal."

"Hey! I forgot about the timer!" I yelled at him. He yawned and rolled over on his side. Watching him for a minute, he drifted off to sleep.

-- Mello's POV --

I felt Matt shaking me awake.

"No. I don't wanna wake up." I said into my pillow.

"Hey! You have to wake up!" I felt Matt take a seat on the side of my bed.

"You sound like a mom." I said. I can get up and eat now, since I have more energy. I opened my eyes to see Matt with a bowl of chicken noodle soup on a tray in his hands. What the hell? He made it? It looks good, but very weird because Matt hates cooking.

"Shut up! Now eat." He was slowly gave the tray to me. As I was about to take first bite, I flung one of the noodles at him.

"Hahah!" I laughed at him.

"Mello you ass. That hurt." He was wiping the noodle off of his face.

"Pshh." I said. I was getting ready to take a scoop of the noodles and soup in my mouth. I thought of what it would taste like. Hmmm. Chicken piss. Hah. I took the spoon into my mouth. Hmm. Not so bad! It tasted like regular chicken noodle soup. "You made this? It's actually really good." I ate another spoonful.

"Oh? Well thanks." He said simply. I kept eating. Since when did soup taste so good?! It's probably my throat. I just kept stuffing my mouth with noodles and soup. I looked at Matt, who was eyeing me carefully. "What?"

"That looks good. Can I have some?" Matt said.

"Why? Didn't you taste any before you gave it to me?"

"No."

"Dude, what the heck! If this had poison in it then I would have died! Or if this tasted really horrible!"

"Oh, I wanted you to have the first taste." He simply said. He took the spoon out of my hand and scooped some soup. Carefully, he was blowing on it. After a few seconds he ate it. "This really IS good!"

"Hey, didn't you say indirect kissing is when people share the same food or drink?" I was staring at him.

"Yeah, why?" Matt asked, looking at me.

"Well you just ate from the soup I was eating in, so…" It took a while for Matt to realize what I was talking about.

"Oh!" He looked at the bowl. "Ew, you're sick." He stuck out his tongue at me. "But we're even now."

"What?" I asked.

"You drank from my bottle, I ate from your soup. We're even." Matt said. "Are you going to finish it?"

"Umm… I don't know, I'm full." I said.

"But I made this for you," Matt answered back.

"It's okay. You made it, you finish it."

"No, I'm doing this to make you better!" He scooped a spoon with noodles in it.

"Well—" He plunged the spoon into my mouth. The hell? I stared at him, eyes wide open.

-- Matt's POV --

I wanted Mello to get well, so I just went and fed him a spoonful. That sounds weird. Anyway, he was just looking at me the whole time. Then again, I was still feeding him, like a mother and child. Embarrassing… I saw Mello with a slight blush on his cheeks. Too silent. I slowly pulled the spoon out of Mello's closed lips.

"I-I shouldn't have done that." I said quickly.

"N-no, I should have just finished it." He also said quickly.

"Hmm… Is the 'almighty Mello' apologizing?" I grinned.

"… Shut the hell up."

-- Mello's POV --

Hmph. That was creepy. That's the first time I let anyone do that. This silence is killing me! Matt looks creeped out too. Oh, kami! A chocolate bar was just waiting to be eaten on the near table. As I reached for it, Matt instantly grabbed my wrist. I stared at him through squinted eyes.

"Matt, let go of me." I said, trying to reach the bar. It was just out of reach…

"You can't eat chocolate. It's bad for your condition." Matt says softly. "I don't want you to get worse."

Okay, this was really weird. I'm getting uncomfortable.

"U-um… y-yeah…" I took my hand away.

"Uhuh." Matt took the chocolate bar and slowly peeled off the paper covering. Then he ripped an opening at the foil. He seemed to be peeling off the foil as delicately as he can. I-is he trying to torture me? He knows I want the chocolate! Once the chocolate was showing, Matt smiled.

"Do you want this? Well you can't. I'm going to have it." He slowly (oh, so slowly) licked the corner, coating it with saliva. Man, that looked so ho—what the dammed hell?! I have one perverted mind… I'm now thinking my best friend is hot.

-- Matt's POV --

Mello is staring at me with huge eyes. Not in those puppy eyes, those eyes where it's like "woah wtf?" Anyway, I kept licking the chocolate. Taking a bite of the slightly melted chocolate, I looked at Mello.

"Matt, give me some too." Mello pouted.

"Mello, you know you can't eat this." I took another bite, letting it melt in my mouth. I wonder if Mello is enjoying this. Mello is still staring at me. "Fine, Mel. You can have some of your precious chocolate.

"Heck yes!" Mello reached for the chocolate in my hands. I slowly pulled it back, making it just out of reach.

"Nope. If you want some, then you have to get it from my mouth." Mello was awestruck. I snapped a bar piece so the chocolate was in between my teeth. Mello twitched.

"You're joking, right?" He said keeping his eyes on my mouth.

"Yeah." I said. I knew he wouldn't get it out anyway.

Until I saw him smirk and lean in on me.

-- Mello's POV --

I knew he was joking, though I still wanted chocolate. But I have to say, Matt looks cute when he blushes.

As I came closer and closer to him, he backed away. He backed up against the wall getting cornered.

-- Matt's POV --

Woah. Mello's acting weird. I'm actually regretting for joking around. After all, the chocolate was still in my mouth.

"M-Mel, I said I was joking..." Yet, still… Mello refused to accept my joke. His face is merely centimeters away. Gosh am I burning up!

"Yes Matt, I know you are. I just want chocolate." Mello said in a calm voice. No hint of panic in his voice!

"You're joking, right??? Heh, heh heh…"

"No I'm not." I'm practically getting dizzy, and I feel hot and sweaty. I looked at the neglected chocolate bar. "H-Here! Have more of this!"

"But I prefer melted chocolate." He's so CLOSE! I decided to take in the chocolate in my mouth. Now he can't get it. "Oh, what a shame. If you take it in, I'll take it out." What?!?!?!? This is crazy… Then I felt his lips attach with mine. Oh, how the excitement rushed through me, but it all seems wrong. It seems… I don't know. It feels suddenly… good.

But I thought he lost it once he licked my lips.

-- Mello's POV --

I licked Matt's lips over and over again, tasting the sweet chocolate. Oooh, the sweet taste of it. I miss chocolate. I want more. Matt was now blushing furiously, keeping his eyes shut. He's so adorable. Once he was gasping for air, it was the opportunity to plunge into his mouth.

-- Matt's POV --

Oh kami… his tongue is slashing around and in my mouth. Mello is now in my mouth. This sounds so wrong! Mello suddenly stops. In between his teeth was the slightly solid piece of chocolate. Looks like Mello got what he wanted.

Just then, an ear piercing scream shattered through the air. Linda was standing in the doorway, as white as a ghost. Beside her were her two friends JC and Leah. For some reason, JC and Leah were smiling.

Oh great.