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The Flaw	By : ShinigamiMailJeevas Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > Mello/Matt Views: 2603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Flaw
- 2-Part 1
- 3-Part 2
- 4-Part 3
- 5-Part 4
- 6-Part 5
- 7-Part 6
- 8-Part 7
- 9-Part 8
- 10-part 9
- 11-Part 10
- 12-Part 11
- 13-Part 12
- 14-Part 13
- 15-Part 14
- 16-Part 15
- 17-Part 16
- 18-Part 18
- 19-Part 19
- 20-Interlude: The Past
- 21-Part 20
- 22-Part 21
- 23-part 22
- 24-Part 23
- 25-Interlude
- 26-part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Interlude: December 25th
- 32-Part 29
- 33-part 30
- 34-epilogue
- 16
- 17
- 18
Suggested Listening: Rolling in the Deep by Adelle

Part 16

~Duel~

Matt had not slept once during the entire flight, instead using the time to look up transportation in America as well as shelter for them on the laptop. It would be late night when they got there, the time shift being vast, so apartment hunting had been out of the question, though getting a taxi wouldn't be despite the hour.

The flight had been easy going with no turbulence at all and Mello had been able to rest up, which had been a good thing. Though the blond had been a little groggy when he woke.

No one had been around as they stepped off the jet, as they were at a private airport, and once Tanaka had been paid he let them go on their own way. And though Matt wanted to go right to the hotel he'd booked he knew they needed to cover their tracks as much as they could. He still felt guilty dragging Mello around the city like that even though Mello did not complain once.

They made a total of six false stops before Matt was satisfied they wouldn’t be immediately found. He had made reservations for a medium quality hotel, wanting them to be able to shower and sleep peacefully for the next day until they had secured a place to stay, though it would be out of that particular city...

.

Finding an apartment hadn't been hard but getting someone to rent to two teenage looking boys had been a problem even with their fake Ids. No one wanted to rent to them, especially without proof of a job, at least none in the better areas.

“Matt, it doesn’t have to be the Palazzo. We just need a place to sleep; we can't stay in motels the rest of our lives.”

He knew Mello was right about the hotel but Matt hadn't wanted to be in a 'bad' area; for the moment it didn't look like they had much of a choice. The only places that weren't sticklers for your private information were the apartments for rent in the lesser areas in and out of the city. The ones where it was easy to slip into the cracks and murders weren't uncommon.

It had taken two tries but they had finally got a lease for the first months rent cash down as well as a deposit for anything happening to the place. Like bullet holes, Matt had thought to himself.

And that was why they had found themselves in a fully furnished shithole of an apartment, the previous owner needing to leave the country for some reason, almost two weeks after fleeing Japan.

There was a problem however. Despite there being two bedrooms, there was only one bed.

“You are not sleeping on the couch. It feels like sitting on a stone slab after only five minutes, it will kill your back.” Mello stated, hand on his hip as he snapped off a piece of chocolate. He was back in leather for the time being, though he had been a bit put out at having to get a size larger than usual, though there was no real noticeable changes to his figure in Matt's opinion.

But his opinion didn’t mean much in that area.

“Well I'm not going to sleep on the floor Mello-”

“Who the hell said anything about you sleeping on the floor? The bed is more than big enough for the both of us until we get another one. We have more pressing issues than a bed right now though...” Mello trailed off, looking more than a little uncomfortable.

Matt felt oddly content knowing he would be sleeping next to Mello, despite Mello's mention of their other problem. They needed to find a doctor and soon. They had no idea about the pregnancy, even having looked it up was unhelpful as it couldn't account for Mello's lack of feminine hormones.

The longer they waited the better chance of a miscarriage.

And neither of them wanted that...... unless it was the Death Note's creation......

“Look, we'll search around tomorrow. Let's worry about getting the place stocked with food and other stuff we need for today. Ok?” Matt really wasn't going to sleep on a bed that someone else had used unless he had one of those bedbug covers and new sheets and the works.

They were in desperate need of new clothing and many other things the apartment was lacking even with the furniture.

“Makes sense...” Mello mumbled, nibbling the edge of the bar as he thought. Matt was certain he was making a mental list of the things they would need. Matt hoped it would be a quick shopping.

.

Matt had indeed been correct and yet it still took them four long hours to shop for everything they needed; well everything they could think of for the moment. Matt was certain they were still missing a ton of stuff. But they would sleep well that night on expensive sheets with new comforters to ward out the cold.

And eat frozen dinner from the microwave. Because both of them had been nervous enough going out in public and didn't want to order out and risk having any more people potentially recognize them. Sure they had bought a few things worthy of disguising them while in public but it hadn’t helped them for going out to buy them.

Though in all honestly, being seen couldn’t be helped since they were in need of an Obstetrician, which would require going out. But the least exposure they had with the public the better, disguises or not.

“Matt how the hell am I supposed to pick one of these doctors, I don't know if ones better than the other!” Mello frowned, brows furled, with his arms crossed as he looked up from the computer. Regardless of the plan on searching for one the next day, Mello had begun to look online for ones nearest them.

The problem was, there were quite a few in that area alone.

Mello was currently looking at the ones out of state; if they were found they didn't want to be in the same city so they at least had a little bit of time to escape.

“I don't know. Look up the credentials or something.... isn't there a site for this kind of stuff?” Matt shrugged. He didn't really see what the big deal was, pick someone who was board certified and be done with it. Well, that and someone who wouldn't find it too odd that Mello had a dick and no vagina......

“You know what, fuck it. This one looks good.” Mello had randomly clicked on a doctors name and grabbed the address and phone number. Matt had to hide a smile. Neither of them had any idea what they were doing; hopefully whoever their Obstetrician ended up being did.

“Why don't you get a few more names form that area just in case you don't like this person.” Matt suggested carefully. He had known Mello for years, and in doing so, knew how Mello was. He didn't exactly get along with people and if he couldn't get along with his doctor it would be a very long nine months.

And Matt doubted either of them could handle having to switch Obstetricians every month just because the blond pissed them off.

Mello hmm-ed in response and Matt shook his head. Things had been going so fast the past two weeks that Matt hadn't had time to sit back and think things through. It had just been one crazy thing after another and it was almost odd now that things had slowed down. Matt wouldn’t say they were calm but they had definitely stepped down in intensity.

He left Mello to his muttering and furious clicking of the laptops mouse, and took two random frozen entrees from the freezer to cook in the oven. The place really wasn’t bad, considering the area they were in. And oddly, Matt hoped they wouldn't have to move. The place seemed like.... well theirs.

Matt really wasn't sure he wanted to delve deeper into what he felt for Mello and yet he knew he had to decide what to do soon as it wasn't fair to Mello who Matt had all but promised an answer once he'd come to one. Matt just wished the answer was simple.

He leaned against the wall and watched Mello as the food cooked, never once taking his eyes from the blond's form.

.

.

“Thanks for making dinner...” Mello mumbled and Matt knew Mello felt a bit awkward about saying it. Mello had never been one to say thanks, and Matt supposed that it was perhaps a Wammy's House thing. Without all the pressure to succeed crushing him the blond was relaxing more. Well as much as he could.

“It's fine. You were busy.” he replied, letting out a small smile as Mello made a disgusted face.

“Don't remind me. I'm so sick of looking at all those names and dealing with credentials.” Mello's face contorted and his nose scrunched up as he spoke. It must have gotten on his very last nerve.

Matt didn't comment on it though, knowing from experience it was best just to let the blond vent. Instead, he headed for the living room and to the uncomfortable couch to sit and watch some television. He was tired, moving from place to place and running around for weeks was physically taxing no matter how much sleep gotten; but Matt just wanted to relax for a bit rather than simply sleep.

He was hardly surprised when Mello flopped next to him after he'd put on the Food Network and a show about cake battles came on. Mello was addicted to chocolate and Matt had seen at least one cake made of it. He wondered though, just how much Mello would be able to eat of the confection during the pregnancy.

Sure it had been fine up until then but what about after they had gone to the Obstetrician? Matt winced at the thought of a chocolate-less Mello. Godzilla and the apocalypse could not compare.

Matt didn't know for how long they sat there watching the food channel but it was long enough for Mello to have gotten halfway to sleeping right there, having slumped into Matt's side with his eyes shut and breathing slow and left over food nearly slipping from his lap.

Mello's body was warm and felt good where it pressed against him.

But they couldn't stay there, if only for the fact that just about every bone in their bodies would be sore afterwords. They really did need a new couch. Hell even bean bag chairs would be better.

“Mello, we can't sleep here.. Mello?” Matt gently shook the blond, watching as Mello's eyes flew open before fluttering a few times. Mello groaned and buried his face into Matt's shoulder before stilling for several long seconds and abruptly sitting up with a sigh. Matt had forced himself to stay still throughout it all, the seconds lasting an eternity with Mello's nose nudging his arm and that warm breath heating the fabric of his shirt.

It had sent Matt's heart fluttering and even as Mello stood up, wobbling slightly in his half-asleep state, and it hadn't calmed. Matt knew he would need to pick apart his feelings and soon; he knew this and yet every time some small reaction happened to remind him... he just couldn't.

“Matt hurry up. I don't want to be woken up by you stumbling into bed later!”

Matt swallowed harshly at the hardly innocent sounding statement but complied as Mello wouldn't hesitate to give him hell should he actually wake him from sleeping. Matt walked in just as Mello was pulling boxers up his legs.

Matt shoved aside the image of the blond's naked form his brain supplied from memory and instead stripped down to his own boxers. The situation was completely awkward and the silence only seemed to increase as he got into bed, leaving the covers drawn for Mello as the blond was preoccupied with setting an alarm.

Matt supposed they couldn't very well just sleep as long as they wanted if they hoped to accomplish anything. Mello laid on the other side of the bed, the light going off and the covers being tugged upwards.

Matt knew he wouldn't be able to sleep like that for long with the tense atmosphere, if at all. And with Mello turning over every few seconds, it didn't seem he would be able to either. But that was the problem with being stubborn. The absolute unwillingness to back out of a situation, even when it made you uncomfortable.

If it had been a movie, there would have been crickets chirping in the background.

As it were, however long later, Mello huffed out an aggravated sigh and surprised Matt by rolling over to his side of the bed and curling up by Matt's side, body cool but warming from their shared heat.

Matt's face heated up but he didn’t move away.

He didn't want to examine or label what he felt for Mello because Matt knew where it would lead and there were three words he never wanted to think of or hear again, not even being said to another person.....

Three words that Matt knew was stupid to be afraid of.

Three words.... that fucked with his head.

-End part 16-

AN:so I bet everyone is REALLY curious about Matt's past now and how it ties into his fears.... XD well you will just have to wait.

ALSO i cant post on FFN *if anyone reads there first* since its not letting me upload anything, keeps getting stuck at the last second and swearing up and down that its complete when its actualy not. So yeah....
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