The Hunger
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Death Note › Yaoi-Male/Male › Mello/Matt
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
2,008
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Part 2
AN: Well damn, I'm floored by the response I got for the first chapter XD
Suggested Listening: Wake Up by Framing Hanley
Part 2
~L is for Laugh~
Mello looked up as the apartment door slammed open and Matt's slumped figure stood in the doorway. That wasn't what bothered him though, nor was it the lack care for his chocolate, and even Matt's own cigarettes from the looks of it, as the bags were tossed to the floor; it was the way Matt's left arm was cradled to his chest as blood dripped to the floor.
He had to fight the urge to run over and inspect the wound. But Mello wasn't a kid anymore and he wouldn't accept that behavior from himself... not even for Matt... he had nearly been a mafia boss, and they didn't do anything of the sort.
"What the fuck did you get into now?" he forced his voice to be light, condescending and cold. His usual tone when dealing with Matt those days.
He went ignored by Matt who stumbled his way into the kitchen, blood dripping a path behind him like a twisted set of bread crumbs. Mello hesitated for a moment before sighing and closing the door as the room had begun to chill.
He picked up the chocolate, loudly complaining that there would be retaliation should any of the bars be broken, and stalked his way into the kitchen. Matt had ripped off his vest and shirt and was in the process of washing his wound under the faucet.
Only then did Mello see how bad it actually was. The flesh was torn and bloody, and Mello swore he saw a piece come loose and fall into the sink. It reminded him all too much of what half his body had looked like after the explosion, only minus the blackened and fire scarred skin.
"I was attacked by an animal outside of the apartment..." Matt said through gritted teeth and Mello flinched as Matt pulled something from his arm and the water ran a darker red. The wound was bad.
"An animal?" he asked incredulously and he leaned on the counter by Matt. He forced out a small laugh despite the worry he felt. Besides the bite, animals carried diseases. Rabies, tetanus...
"Fuck off Mello." Matt snarled as he pulled his arm free from the water, though the tap was left on. Blood immediately continued to swell and bubble from the wound and dribble down onto the linoleum tiles below.
"Leave your fucking arm over the sink; you already have enough of that shit all over the living room."
"Then how the fuck am I supposed to treat this if I can't move my arm?" Matt shouted at him with narrowed eyes. Mello wondered if the redhead knew he had blood on the lenses...
"Fucking useless..." he muttered darkly. He made a show of storming from the room and wrenching open the bathroom cabinet, carefully slamming the door in search of the first aid kit. He paused for a moment in the doorway, nails dug into his palm, and wished he could be anyone other than himself, other than the person consumed with pride and image...
But he couldn't, not if he wanted to get Kira.
Mello threw the box at Matt, who ducked to avoid it. "Use this, and clean up this mess when you are done."
It hadn't been what he wanted, and he knew he would apologize in some silent way, a new game?, but for the moment he would do nothing more than go back to pouring over the mass of practically useless information he had.
That, and hope he wouldn't find Matt bleeding to death on the floor later.
-End part 2-
AN: don't kill Me... or Mello XD
things shall get interesting from here on out. I hope everyone will enjoy.
Suggested Listening: Wake Up by Framing Hanley
Part 2
~L is for Laugh~
Mello looked up as the apartment door slammed open and Matt's slumped figure stood in the doorway. That wasn't what bothered him though, nor was it the lack care for his chocolate, and even Matt's own cigarettes from the looks of it, as the bags were tossed to the floor; it was the way Matt's left arm was cradled to his chest as blood dripped to the floor.
He had to fight the urge to run over and inspect the wound. But Mello wasn't a kid anymore and he wouldn't accept that behavior from himself... not even for Matt... he had nearly been a mafia boss, and they didn't do anything of the sort.
"What the fuck did you get into now?" he forced his voice to be light, condescending and cold. His usual tone when dealing with Matt those days.
He went ignored by Matt who stumbled his way into the kitchen, blood dripping a path behind him like a twisted set of bread crumbs. Mello hesitated for a moment before sighing and closing the door as the room had begun to chill.
He picked up the chocolate, loudly complaining that there would be retaliation should any of the bars be broken, and stalked his way into the kitchen. Matt had ripped off his vest and shirt and was in the process of washing his wound under the faucet.
Only then did Mello see how bad it actually was. The flesh was torn and bloody, and Mello swore he saw a piece come loose and fall into the sink. It reminded him all too much of what half his body had looked like after the explosion, only minus the blackened and fire scarred skin.
"I was attacked by an animal outside of the apartment..." Matt said through gritted teeth and Mello flinched as Matt pulled something from his arm and the water ran a darker red. The wound was bad.
"An animal?" he asked incredulously and he leaned on the counter by Matt. He forced out a small laugh despite the worry he felt. Besides the bite, animals carried diseases. Rabies, tetanus...
"Fuck off Mello." Matt snarled as he pulled his arm free from the water, though the tap was left on. Blood immediately continued to swell and bubble from the wound and dribble down onto the linoleum tiles below.
"Leave your fucking arm over the sink; you already have enough of that shit all over the living room."
"Then how the fuck am I supposed to treat this if I can't move my arm?" Matt shouted at him with narrowed eyes. Mello wondered if the redhead knew he had blood on the lenses...
"Fucking useless..." he muttered darkly. He made a show of storming from the room and wrenching open the bathroom cabinet, carefully slamming the door in search of the first aid kit. He paused for a moment in the doorway, nails dug into his palm, and wished he could be anyone other than himself, other than the person consumed with pride and image...
But he couldn't, not if he wanted to get Kira.
Mello threw the box at Matt, who ducked to avoid it. "Use this, and clean up this mess when you are done."
It hadn't been what he wanted, and he knew he would apologize in some silent way, a new game?, but for the moment he would do nothing more than go back to pouring over the mass of practically useless information he had.
That, and hope he wouldn't find Matt bleeding to death on the floor later.
-End part 2-
AN: don't kill Me... or Mello XD
things shall get interesting from here on out. I hope everyone will enjoy.