Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Agent 003 ❯ Mission eight: Sharing ( Chapter 8 )

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Mission eight: Sharing

Mello had been on edge since the two left hours ago his mind running through all the things they could possibly be doing together. It didn't give way to too much that he could really consider bad but then again them spending time together was bad all in all. Matt should be at home on the couch playing video games as they spoke of the case at hand. Did Matt forget how important it was to catch Kira that he decided it was okay to run out of the house with that woman. There was no time for love or friendship or spending time with that Sasha thing. The only things he should have going through his mind was talking with him and working on the case. No. That wasn't right, it sounded a bit hypocritical and well, just plain possessive. Matt wasn't his nor did he want Matt to be his he wasn't even sure why he was thinking about it.

He sighed heavily turning over on the couch pressing his head into the couch pillow. It smelled just like the red head most likely because Matt always sat close to the same spot on the couch reclining playing his games. This just wasn't right, none of it. He wanted Matt to himself but he wasn't willing to force his undying soul into the depths of the crimson inferno for the red head but those emerald green eyes and that hair and his smell were so enticing it made Mello contemplate if it were worth it. Of course it wasn't, none of this was worth it except becoming L. That was the only thing he wanted was to become L and then he would be out of Matt's hair and then Matt could spend all the time in the world with that Sasha woman because he would be too busy working to think about them being out together. They were still out together. Matt had said they were going to get a game and go to dinner it didn't take this long to come back.

He was right, it didn't. Just then there was the sound of the door unlocking and the sound of soft laughter as Mello continued to lay there fuming. He had brought her back to the house. If she lived so damn close why couldn't she go home and come back some other day like, never. Never would be too soon. He could tell from the dragging unleveled footsteps they had both been drinking and it was a wonder they had made it back home though it wasn't a surprise. Matt didn't follow regulations in his car if he was sober so being drunk and driving saved him no guilt. He frowned into the lace, she would be spending a night sleeping in Matt's bed.

"Mell." Matt's voice was light despite Mello's disposition as the blond grunted not bothering to look at the red head. It would just make him feel worse. Matt went out and had fun with his girlfriend and all he got was to sit there whining about how he felt. He was jealous of that blond hair blue streaked bitch. They could be accepted. They could share things. They could do everything both him and Matt couldn't do together and all the things he wasn't willing to. "I bought some wine back you wanna have some?" Matt's voice was slightly slurred but he hadn't been drinking as much as the blond had thought originally. Maybe getting a bit tipsy with Matt and female friend would do him some good or crash it was a potential crash and burn but then again what wasn't recently. "Mell?"

The blond rolled over looking at the angelic red head raising an eyebrow. "And what makes you think I'd want to drink?" He asked sharply snatching the bag from the other anyway before his eyes traveled around looking for the female. She didn't even get a name in his mind, unless it was something cruel and demeaning. It was the jealousy talking again, she was a harsh mistress. "Red wine? You had to have spent some money on this. Where did you get it?" He asked as the red head just smiled dropping down on the couch beside the other as if it didn't matter. It really didn't, Mello was going to drink it anyway.

Matt shrugged, "Even I think about you some Mell." He said softly as the blonds heads jerked to the side a slow blush creeping itself onto his face as Matt just smiled. "Yes Mello while I was out I saw this doll given it was a girl doll but she reminded me of you. Blue eyes, blond hair cut in an..." He looked over to the other who raised his eyes, "Complementing style and when I turned the wine shop was the next place I saw." He pat the blond on the back, "Don't bother saying thank you I know it's not even on your mind."

He was right actually. Thank you's hadn't even crossed his mind when the red head got up to retrieve some glasses for them to drink. He was so touched that he couldn't even bring himself to will away the like pink on his tanned skin as he laid back propping his leather trouser clad legs up on the table. "Actually, thank you." He called out grateful the man had walked away for a second. "It's nice to know that you were out with your girlfriend thinking about me."

Matt froze in the kitchen his eyes drifting over to the blond that had resumed his through examination of the wine bottle. That surely was one way to look at it, Sasha had been trying on clothes but he'd been thinking about- He sighed returning to the other dropping the glass on the table watching it wobble before regaining it's balance and stopping. He needed that type of balance around about now with the blond apart of his life. "Yeah."

That's all he had to say was 'yeah'? Matt was such a damn enigma to him most of the time. He didn't fully think that the red head's brain patterns were so complex that his own puny little seashell couldn't comprehend the man but then again he was so complicated. So simple. So Matt like. "Hey Matt where were you born?" He asked softly wanting to pet the others gorgeous silky tresses but choosing to pick up the recently poured wine. He restrained himself from downing it he needed a steady mind around the other right now.

He raised an eyebrow, "Winchester." He replied as if it were the simplest answer. "Well at least I think I was. I never really got around to asking my parents about it since they died in a crash when I was five." He shrugged most likely having gotten over it years ago. "I was alone in the world I had to do something with my life. It was that or starve on the unkind streets and that wasn't an option. I'm a fighter for sure!" He grinned punching the air in front of him before relaxing again."In video games.." He added after a second. "At least I'd like to think so. What about you?"

He shrugged, "I don't have early memories. Whether it's because I choose not to is unsure but sometime there I was taken in by L and he cared for me though I've never met him I owe him so much. I try my best to make him proud and myself. It's why I want the position so much. Why I have to have it. Why I will get it." He said determined before glancing at the red head who was staring at him mouth agape. "What?"

He sat up. "So your attitude problem is completely natural?" He asked blankly as Mello glared. "Oh, guess so." He shrugged hissing when Mello shoved him. "I became an agent after I was approached by Watari. Nearly had a heart attack coming in after picking up money from a hacking job and seeing an old man in a suit. I swear I thought he was apart of the government and he was there to tell me I was under arrest. It's not logical but my mind was all fucked up from PCP." He looked at the other, "But yeah, he apologized for entering without my knowledge and offered it up with the cash. I took it because it looked interesting and I was low on funds. Not the whole save the world thing I could really care less."

"About Kira?" His eyes narrow greatly as he stared at Matt.

The red head raised an eyebrow. Mello really was a bit bipolar but not as much as he really thought. He guessed Sasha had either gotten on the computer or passed out drunk after partying at the bar. "Kira is something different. Kira isn't one of those life searching is it good to bad things he's just bad. If I didn't think that do you really think I would bother spending all this time on the case? I have no interest in being L but I will catch Kira. We will catch Kira." He corrected smiling raising his still filled wine glass.

Mello rolled his eyes raising his half full one. "To a Kiraless future and my becoming L."

"You're a bit optimistic today." He smirked, "I like it. To a Kiraless future and me buying the new DS Lite when they're not sold out!"

Mello shook his head, "Don't bother. I'll get it, have to return the favour somehow. He laughed as the chink of their glasses echoed the hallways.

[And there we are Chapter eight I believe this is. An intimate view inside of Mello's mind and a fitting ending of the chapter. A bit of sharing coming from the both of them. I thought it was cute. The next chapter will bring Rebecca and Near back in...they've been missing for a while. Review or there shall be no more new chapters. I don't like uploading and no one is reading. But yeah, there we are. Please! Please! Please! Review!]