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The Flaw	By : ShinigamiMailJeevas Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > Mello/Matt Views: 2603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own or make money from the anime Death Note

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
- 17
- 18
- 19
Suggested Listening: 18 Days by Saving Abel; Too Much by All Time Low

~Face~

It had been odd seeing their baby on the screen; the black and white image of that tiny fetus becoming ingrained in Matt's mind. He knew it had made Mello uncomfortable, having seen Mello tense, to have to finally accept that it was true. That it was real.

Before they were going on tests alone, very accurate tests nonetheless, but they hadn't seen it with their own eyes. It had been surreal to say the least. And though it was a lot to take in, a lot to think about given all the things both of them would be responsible for during the pregnancy, Matt didn't feel nervous.

After the ultrasound the obstetrician had gone on to give them the needed prescription slips to get filled as well as the predicted due date, February 5th, though they would probably schedule a c-section for a week or so earlier.

That had been nearly two weeks ago.

Nearly two weeks of Mello taking the injections and having to take what he called 'horse pills'. Matt could agree with how large some of the pills were. And while nothing really notable had happened yet, Matt had begun to see the changes in Mello. It was more than just the nausea and cramps he'd gotten from the injections and even how quickly Mello was starting to show, it was his softening emotions and how quickly they changed, as though he were bipolar.

It was expected, or so the obstetrician had said, as Mello's body wasn't used to the hormones 'anymore'; though it was still an odd sight. Matt knew it would only get worse the longer Mello took the hormones, which would be throughout the entirety of the pregnancy, but it couldn't be helped.

Matt hated seeing how annoyed, dare he even think angry, Mello got after he'd lost control and thrown something across the room or rubbed furiously at his eyes at something that shouldn't have upset him; it wasn't something that Mello could control. Mello understood that but was still bothered by it a lot.

"Fuck!" Matt turned his head at the pained curse to see Mello nearly doubled over, clenching the door-frame in a white knuckled grip as though it were the only thing keeping him from the floor.

Matt hesitated for only a moment before he rushed over; he ignored the weak protest and lifted Mello into his arms, depositing him in their bed. The cramps had gotten increasingly worse after every injection and Matt was tired of seeing Mello in pain. There was always that small percentage of people who had stronger than usual side effects and Mello seemed to be one of the lucky ones. Matt knew what the information on the injections said, knew what had been told to them, but he couldn't accept that there was nothing to be done other than wait it out.

"I'll make you some tea, alright? I'll be back in a few minutes." He left Mello on the bed, the blond having nodded faintly and let the door swing halfway shut. Matt bypassed the kitchen to find his phone and quickly dialed a number he had already memorized knowing he would probably have to call many times after this.

But the obstetrician told him there was noting that could be done, that all medications Mello could possibly have taken she didn't usually recommend for normal pregnancies and certainly not Mello's higher risk one, that he would just have to wait until his body had gotten used to everything and the symptoms simmered down. She stated that it shouldn't be more than a few weeks at most; though the emotional outbursts would only increase as per normal.

Matt was less than satisfied with the answer and if he threw his phone into the couch petulantly no one was there to see it. With a sigh, he grabbed a cup, and after filling it with water, dropped a tea bag in it and placed it in the microwave to heat.

Matt drummed his fingers irritably on the counter until the timer went off, at which time he put a lot of sugar and a little milk in the cup and gave it a quick stir. Mello didn't even like tea, but it settled his stomach and eased the cramps a little so the blond tolerated it.

Though with more sugar than was really necessary...

It wasn't a fix all and only took the slightest edge off the pain but it was better than nothing.

He took the cup into the bedroom and from the knowing look on Mello's face, knew the blond had expected him to call and had expected him to get a negative answer; Matt wondered when his thoughts had become so transparent that Mello could read him so well, so easily.

Mello reached out for the tea and Matt watched as the blond downed the entire cup once it was in his grasp. It was always like that with him. It would probably work better if it were sipped, but even with all the sugar in it Mello still hated the taste.

"Thanks Matt." the blond mumbled and inched the cup to the edge of the bed where Matt moved it to the bedside table.

Mello let out a small hiss of pain, curling further in on himself and into the blankets making Matt really wish there was something more he could do to help. He had to wonder though, was Mello really just unlucky with the injections or did it have to do with the lingering effects of the Death Note?

Matt felt useless and normally it wouldn't bother him but when it came to Mello it always did.

Matt gently climbed onto the bed and seated himself by the pillows to at least give the blond some company; he was a little surprised when Mello decided to use his lap as a head rest. Matt didn't really mind though, not even the slightest bit uncomfortable with the closeness for once, and didn't even think as his fingers touched Mello's back, rubbing slight circles into the t-shirt covered skin.

Mello let out a small sound of appreciation though Matt could feel how tense Mello was just from his back muscles alone. The cramps usually were set off a little while after the initial injection and always worse if Mello didn't have enough food in his system. It was never a sure thing though, and how long they lasted always differed as did the intensity.

But if the obstetrician was right Mello wouldn't have to deal with it for too much longer.

Matt watched him for a while, eyes locked on the blond's stomach though he couldn't see it through the fabric of the shirt. The obstetrician had explained that how much and how quickly Mello would show depended on a lot of things from the position of the baby to how strong the uterus was and so on.

Matt wasn't sure what was in play at the moment but it had seemed as though Mello had gone to bed one night with a flat stomach and woken up with a bump. It had been amusing to watch Mello poke and prod the mound. That had been only a few days ago. Things were going so quickly...

A little while later Matt watched in slight amusement as Mello's eyes fluttered briefly before closing altogether, his breathing slower though not quite that of sleep. He had taken to resting a lot more since the injections began and Matt assumed that it would continue on throughout the pregnancy as well; it wasn't something to be concerned with or so they had been told.

Matt rested his hand above Mello's hip, the nerves at the tip of his fingers having gone numb from the constant circular motion on his back. And though Matt's legs had begun to tingle and fall asleep Matt didn't dare move any more as Mello seemed comfortable and he had no wish to change that.

And if he were truthful with himself, he knew he wouldn't have wanted to move either way. He could get used to this, the strange comfortableness between them as well as the slight intimacy that had begun to integrate itself into their friendship...relationship?

Matt frowned at the thought, his heart doing a flip making his chest uncomfortable and heavy; the memories that swam just beneath the surface bothered him, though he knew they shouldn't anymore; he'd had enough time to get over them...

He wanted Mello, that much he was certain of...

What he didn't know was if he could take the steps to make it more than that.

Being friends, close friends, was comfortable and didn't drudge up the past. Being more than friends, lovers, scared him. The only time he'd ever given into intimacy was when he hadn't been thinking, been completely drunk and unable to remember...

"Damn it Mello, you complicate everything." he hissed uncharacteristically, mouth going to the now sleeping blond's ear, lips nearly touching the soft skin.

"And yet I... I.." his voice cut off, teeth barred and clenched, as his fingers dug lightly into Mello's hip. He couldn't say these things to Mello's face. And he couldn't speak them aloud even to himself.

But he knew the truth, no matter how painful it was to admit.

-End Part 18-
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