Stone Children

A/N: Demon’s Sinner- I would like to say that Mello is so easy to put with L in order to tease the old Perv. I Love doing it!

A/N: Karaage-

Ch. 25 L’s Baby Doll


Matt strolled to L's room, hoping to be able to talk to him about all the roommate arrangement entitled as he was the only one at Wammy's with one. He stood in front of the door and leaned his ear against it to see if he was in there.

L couldn’t help it, he leaned back in and kissed him again a little less chaste then last time. Mello kissed back as they danced. He smiled sweetly letting his eyes flutter. L pulled him closer as the kiss got deeper.

Matt shrugged and opened the door and peeped in. Wow. L's got him a lady already. Bout time.

Mello blushed a deep red as he was kissed. He stood up on tip toes kissing back. The song ended and L reluctantly pulled back. "Sorry." He said letting go of the blonde.

Matt craned his neck trying to see who it was that had L's fancy.

Mello giggled and curtsied in front of him. "It's okay L."

Matt mouth fell open in shock. MELLO??!! But he was in a DRESS!! AND WHAT THE FUCK WAS UP WITH L KISSING HIM!!!! His face contorted with rage and he ran from the door back to his room, slamming the door and punching at the wall. He sighed then turned on his PS2 and started to lie upside down, his head brushing the carpet as he dangled off the bed playing his new game. But not even Zombies could stop him from imagining Mello in naughty school girl outfits and short leather dominatrix wear with leather thigh high stilettos. FUCK! He threw the controller and ran into the bathroom.

L blushed and cleared his throat. "Sorry, I seem to lose my restraint sometimes." He smiled weakly.

"It's just a kiss. I mean it's not like you have me bent over a desk." He giggled as he moved to the table where the tea was. L shifted uncomfortable and his heart skipped. He clinched his eyes shut to stop that imagine from coming to mind again. It came anyway, and he pictured it just like it was in his dream. Fuck.... He took a deep breath to try to calm him self but it didn’t work.

"Are you alright?" he moved closer and placed his small hand on L's chest.

L opened his eyes and wished he hadn’t. He stared at the boy with lust filled eyes. He swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

"L... What's wrong? Did I say something to upset you?" He bit his lip as he looked at the teen. "Big brother?"

L inwardly groaned. "N-No-" He cleared his throat, "No you didn’t upset me. I’m just a little mad at myself, for thinking of something..." He trailed off blushing, biting his own lip.

"L..." He moved back and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "Maybe I should go..."

"Why?" He asked almost immediately, the question flying out of his mouth of its own accord.

"You seem uncomfortable around me..."

"Its not you. I keep thinking things I shouldn’t. I've already explained this to you..." He trailed off embarrassed.

"What do you think about?"

L hesitated. "I’m not telling you. You’re 6 and I’m 17. It’s wrong. You’re just a child." He said slowly with a sad smile.

"So it's something naughty?" He giggled and picked up a teacup sipping from it. "I know all about naughty thoughts."

L started to say something but he stopped, raising an eyebrow. "Wait, What?" He asked as he walked over and joined him on the couch, pouring himself another cup of tea.

"L you saw the pictures. I'm not stupid."

L fumbled and dropped his teacup. The hot liquid went everywhere. He jumped up and removed his shirt quickly, his skin completely red on his stomach. He hissed and grabbed the hand towel on the tray in front of him and started to mop it up sourly.

"Don't do that or you'll break the skin!" Mello ran into the bathroom and came back with a cold wet rag. He hurried to L and crouched down placing it on his stomach.

L jerked. "That’s really cold!" He whined, looking down at Mello.

"It will help."

"How do you know?" He asked curiously as he hissed, the burn hurt.

"Because I use to have to nurse burns like this from candle wax."

He froze. "Candle wax?" He asked with baited breathe.

"Yeah. We had some kinky clients."

"Oh...” He said looking away from him for a moment then back. That’s when he registered exactly where Mello was kneeling.

"Could you please move out from between my legs?" He asked as he shifted uncomfortably.

"Okay." He got up and sat in his lap instead. He placed the towel fully against his stomach over the burn.

Great. This was possibly worst. He watched Mello tend to his burn for a moment before he leaned in and brushed a lock of blonde behind his ear and kissed his temple softly. "Thank you." He whispered in his ear.

"Your welcome L," he blushed as he got up. "I should go. It’s almost time for room check."

He nodded. "It is pretty late, even for a Saturday." He got up as well, and started to put the chess board and pieces back in the box.

As L put away the game Mello changed his clothing. "Oh L! Is it okay if I go to Mass with Hannah tomorrow?" he asked as he pulled on his pants.

L looked up at him. "Of course, if Hannah says it’s alright." He said confused as to why Mello would ask him.

"Could you tell Roger then? He won't let me without your say so." He brushed his hair with his fingers and smiled at him.

"Oh, okay. I'll talk with him tonight." He said as he went over and fished another shirt out of his dresser and pulled it on. "Come on, I'll walk you back. Then I'll go talk to Roger." He smiled warmly at the boy.

"Okay." He placed the dress down on L's bed and walked out with him. They went to his new room and he opened it with a smile. "Have a good night L. I'll see you tomorrow for tea around noon." He walked in and shut the door.

Matt looked up from where he was dangling off the bed playing his Zombie Apocalypse shooter game upside down. His hair hanging down off his face and touching the carpet.

"So how was your date?" He asked sourly, as his fingers moved over the buttons rapidly.

"It wasn't a date." He walked over to his own bed and sat down. He took out a book and started to read.

"Then what was it if it wasn’t a date. Sure seem like it to me." Matt grumbled as he shot six zombies in the head out of frustration.

"It was tea and chess. What makes you think it was a date?"

Matt paused his game and placed the controller on his chest. "1" He held up a finger, "He comes pick you up." "2", he held up another finger and continued to add a finger every time he said a number, "You get all dressed up for him, 3 you eat something and have conversation. 4 there was probably kissing involved, and 5 he walks you back. That’s why." Matt said frustrated.

"1, L didn't pick me up. I went to his office to see if he was busy. 2, I do this every morning. 3, I played chess and drank tea. 4 and 5 what does it matter to you?"

Matt said there silent for a moment. He got up and turned the TV and game console off. "Nothing, nothing at all." He muttered half heartedly as he turned off his lamp and got under the covers, his back to Mello. The blond stood up and started to dress for bed. He pulled off his shirt and jeans along with his panties. Mello pulled on a pair of shorts and then climbed into bed.

About that time Matt turned over. "I mean it's none of my business if you like older men. WAY older men, who shouldn’t even like you! I have no problem if you want to be some pervert's Quibey doll!" He shouted then turned back around and punched his pillow then laid back down

Mello's eyes grew wide and he sat up and looked at him. "What are you talking about?"

Matt waved him off and snuggled under the covers more, falling asleep.

"MATT!" He got up and walked over to him. "I don't know what you think you know but I am not some ????? (1) or a ????? (2) so shut the hell up!

Matt turned around with a frown on his face. "I never said that! I've never even thought of it! I just think you deserve better!!" He shouted staring Mello down incredulously.

Mello's eyes became ice cold as he stared at him. "I'm not sleeping with L so shut your fucking mouth. I'm sick of everyone here thinking I'm a ?????.(3) If it pleases you to know I did what I fucking had to survive in Moscow!"

"??????? ?? ??????!" (4) He yelled, the Russian sounding very rough and broken and his Irish accent was thick when he said it.

He looked away but became silent.

Matt shook his head. "I never said you were sleeping with L. The thought never crossed my mind." He said, his voice very soothing and calm. "I just see the way he looks at you and the way you look at him. I think you can do better is all." He paused. "I'm sorry if I upset you." He stared at Mello, his eyes full of concern, unshielded by his goggles for once.

"I don't want to sleep with him. I'm really grateful to him is all and want to make him happy."

Matt looked him before laying back. "Don’t do it because of him, do it because you want to. If not than your just hurting him and yourself, getting his hopes up." He sighed. "I’m just worried about you."

Mello turned and lay down in his bed. "He only wants B not me. Like you said I'm a Quibey doll to him."

"That’s not what B told me." He said quietly, turning over facing the wall and pulling the cover up and over him.

"What did B say?"

"Forget it." He muttered sleepily.

"You're weird." He nuzzled his pillow and fell asleep.

Matt chuckled, before falling asleep, his loud snores filling the room.

When morning came Mello got up and started getting ready for class. He got a shower washing himself before walking over to the dresser with only a towel on.

Matt slowly pulled the cover down from his face and sat up slowly yawning and rubbing his eyes. He froze when he saw Mello. He let a loud whistle, then looked at the clock. "Shit!" He hissed rolling out of bed, stripping out of his shirt, exposing his body full of scars, not thinking.
He started throwing the pile of clothes on the floor around.

Mello looked over at him with a raised brow. "What are you doing?" he asked as he took out a hairbrush, perfume, eyeliner and blush.

"Finding clothes." He said as he held up a shirt and sniffed it. He wrinkled his nose and threw it over his shoulder and continued his search.

"I didn't know you were going to Mass to."

He froze. "Mass?" He said confused.

"Yeah. I'm going with Hannah this morning."

Matt chuckled and threw the shirt down. "You had me fucking worried. I thought I was late for class." He climbed back into bed and laid there on top of the covers and closed his eyes.
"Not my fault you can't keep up with the days." He took out a shirt and pulled it on and then a pair of pants. He brushed his hair and dabbed on his perfume filling the room with its sweet smell.

A wide grin spread itself on Matt's face. "That smells really nice." He said sleepily, his eyes still closed. Mello smirked as he put on the rest of his make up. "I always liked it."

"Me too.." He mumbled sleepily, sounding like he was falling back asleep.

When he left he shut the door and hurried to find Hannah. The room filled with his scent. Matt fell asleep, smiling, and dreamed of the pretty blonde.

Hannah was waiting on him in the foyer. "Here sunshine, its cold out." She said wrapping a thick yarn shawl around his thin frame.

Mello smiled and just like that life became a bit routine for everyone. Classes in the morning, studying in the afternoon, tea with L and then bed.

Near found that Matt having a room mate did indeed take away some of there play time together. He would stay in his room to play video games while Near had to do something else.

(1) whore.
(2) doll.
(3) whore
(4) Shut it for a second!
All in Russian.