Stone Children

A/N: Demon’s Sinner- I have a question for everyone. Why are you reading this? I mean really is it the porn that makes you want to read this?

A/N: Karaage- almost 200 hits in 4 days.. O.o I think our thingy is broken… Translations at the bottom of the page, just match the numbers.

Ch. 28 The Hunt For B

Mello went off and walked to L's room. "L?" he knocked on the door. There was loud banging and loud angry cussing coming from in the room. He bit his lip as he peeked in to see what was going on. L threw a chair and it smashed to pieces against the wall. He growled and let a spew of cuss words from his mouth that would had made anyone blush. The room was destroyed, furniture pieces littered the ground and the couch was over turned.

"L!" He ran in and hurried over to him. "What are you doing?"

He stopped, breathing like a bull. "Mello? What are you doing here?" He asked confused. His shoulders going up and down as he breathed in deeply.

"I came to see you. You said to come back later..." He grabbed hold of his waist and nuzzled his chest. "What is wrong L? Why are you so upset?"

He jumped at the touch. "Nothing's wrong. Nothing at all." He paused. "Mihael, listen to me. I’m going to go away for a bit for a case and I probably won’t be back for a very long time. Stay out of trouble the best you can, Matt will take care of you, let him, okay? If anything happens go to him, not Roger. If it’s something Matt can’t help you with go to Watari." He said staring down at those big blue eyes.

"But L... Why are you upset? What's happening?" The child was confused as he tried to get close to the teen. "It's B isn't it?"

"Yes." He said, looking away. He turned back and took the boy's face in his hands. "Do you understand what I told you? I'll give you a phone and a phone number. Hannah will also help you."

He nodded as he looked into the older boy's haunted eyes. "L... You really want to find him first don't you? Because you love him?"

"Yes and no." He said as he grabbed two phones. He a programmed two numbers into both of them and gave them to Mello. "One for the redhead as well." He said.

"Of course." He took the phones and held them to his chest as tears gathered in his eyes. He didn't know why he was crying. Maybe it was because he would miss L. Maybe it was because he was afraid L wouldn't come back.

"Don’t cry. I'll be back, I promise, It'll just be a while." He said smiling warmly at the blonde, wiping his tears away.

Mello hugged him tightly. "Be safe..."

"I always am." He said softly. He bent down and captured the blonde's lips in his, kissing him deeply. He blushed a deep red and kissed him back. He wrapped his arms around L's neck and stood on his tiptoes. He pulled the blonde closer to him, kissing him gently.

The blond squeaked as he was pulled closer. He slipped his tongue out and hesitantly tapped L's lips. He pulled away and placed the blonde back on his feet. "Sorry. I’m going to miss you." He said smiling warmly at him.

"I'm going to miss you too L... Can I stay here tonight? I want to play chess with you and dance with you."

He smiled. "Sure." He pulled the boy back to him and picked him up and carried him over to the bed and gently put him down. He then went and shut the door and locked it. Then proceeded to clean up the floor.

"Do you have anything you want me to wear?" He got off and went to the closet to look for something.

The closet was full of the usual Lolita dresses he had been wearing, along with the outfits from Russia. Mello blinked at the outfits. He touched the different fabrics of his old costumes. "You kept them..."

"Kept what?" L said from across the room, distracted, trying to put a chair back together.

"Nothing just talking to myself." He grabbed one and ran into the bathroom. He giggled as he brushed his fingers through his hair and slipped on the black shorts. They were tight and showed off his tan legs and the vest was no better. He pulled his hair up in a ponytail and then pulled on the thigh high boots. Mello spun around in circles in front of the mirror before skipping out to the bedroom. He grinned brightly as he cleared his throat. "L?"

L turned and his mouth fell open and he dropped the chair. He swallowed hard and blushed a deep red. "Mello?"

"I thought I would send you off with a smile."

L stuttered for a bit. "M-Mission a-accomplished."

"I'm glad."

L chuckled. "Come here." He wiggled his finger at him, smirking. Mello skipped over and stood in front of L looking excited. He hooked his long spidery finger under the boy's chin and smiled down at him. "You like me that much?"

"Of course L! You saved me and I owe you my life."

"So it’s just gratitude?" He asked, still smiling down at him, finger still hooked under his chin

"Not at all. I really like you L."

His smile seemed to falter a bit. "You shouldn’t. I too old and have too much baggage."

"I don't care. I like you anyways." He leaned up and kissed his lips.

L sighed and kissed him back wrapping his arms around his waist and picking him up, holding him to him tightly. Mello smiled and nipped L's lower lip.

He pulled away. "What are you doing?" He asked putting the boy down.

"Kissing you?"
L closed his eyes and shook his head. "I’m sorry. You’re too young for me. I’m' 18 now. I can be arrested for this."

"Not if I don't tell."

L placed his forehead against the blonde's. "I would know."

"But L it's just a kiss. I mean it's not like you have me over a desk," he said looking at his eyes.

He groaned. "Kissing is something intimate...."

"And I want that until I'm older. When I get old enough I want to be with you."

He shook his head again. "Please... You deserve better...”

"And who is better than you?"

"That spunky redheaded roommate of yours." He said with a chuckle.

"No one is better than you L. Matt's smart but you are better!"

He shook his head. "He's way better than me... in so many ways."

"NO!"

"Why do you say no?" He asked taken a back.

"He isn't better than you! No one is better than you!" He was shaking his head and clinging to L.

"Your sweet, I just wish it was true." He chuckled placing a hand on top of his blonde locks, petting it.

"It is true."

"You have a lot to learn." He smiled down at him sadly.

Mello just stared at him with hard eyes. He nuzzled L's chest and reached for him. "I want only you!"

He stepped put of reach and looked down at the blonde. "You deserve better...” He said again

His eyes were ice as he stared at him. "STOP IT NOW!" He took a breath and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "You didn't become the greatest detective by chance. You worked hard for it and now hold a title coveted by millions. Stop saying that some seven year old is better!"

"Please, please, don’t look at me that way. Please don’t loose that warmth, that sunshine." He pleaded desperately, moving and holding Mello's face in his hands.

"Then stop making me go cold."

L burst out into sobs and fell to his knees and pulled at his hair sobbing. "No, no, no, no..." He muttered over and over. He walked over and wrapped his arms around him. The blond kissed away the tears. "L... If you don't stop crying you'll wash away all your happiness," he hummed sweetly. "Please don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry."

"I-I...d-don’t... w-want... t-to... b-break...y-you..." He sobbed his head in his hands.

"Nothing can break me," Mello told him. "I was mad because you kept talking nonsense and I know you are better. L... I care about you..." He moved the teen's hands and kissed his lips and cheek.

"It would kill me... if you ever lost that warmth, the sweetness that sunshine..." He whispered sitting there.

"I don't understand what that means but I will never change L. I care about you too much."

"I care about you too. Never change, okay, never lose yourself." L said looking Mello in the eye.

He kissed L's lips deeply. "I will never change. Ever."

He nodded. "Good." He said with a smile, "Come play Chess with me."

"Of course L." He smiled and they moved to the bed to play. Three hours later Mello ended up falling asleep. L pulled the blonde close to him, running his hand through his hair, smiling.

Matt sat fuming. "FUCK! I KNEW IT! FUCKING L! WHAT THE FUCK! IM NOT COMING IN SECOND TO A FUCKING OLD PERVERTED PEDOPHILE WITH A LOLITA COMPLEX!"
He screamed to himself. He knew what to do, he could do it. "I'll show you! You think you’re so great...” He muttered as he carefully took his arm out of his sling and started typing furiously.

He hacked Watari first screwing up his computer, then he hit roger. Sirens started to go off, alerting "INTRUDER, INTRUDER!" The thing yelled over and over. Then he hacked L's personal Laptop.

Mello purred in his sleep like a little black kitten. L smiled at him, till the sirens when off. A loud shrill alarm came from L's laptop came on. The screen popped up a giant one up mushroom. L chuckled. Mello jumped up at the sound and shrieked. "?????? ??????!"(1) he yelled looking around startled.

"Some one is hacking me." He told Mello as a loud electronic voice came over the speaker. "PWNED BITCH!"

L chuckled and walked over to his desk. Mello blinked at stared at the desk. "MATT!! You asshole stop trying to Hack L!"

L started typing and spoke into his mic. "You've hacked me. You have full control over L and Wammy’s is that what you wanted?" L smirked.

Matt grinned as he looked at all of L's files on his desktop. "I wanted to show everyone you’re not that great." The electronic voice said as L typed furiously.

Mello ran over and snatched the mic. "Matt you are an ass hole! I can't believe you would do this to L!"

Matt froze and frowned. Great Mello hated him now. He started typing against battling L for control, to prevent him from hacking his laptop in return.

"STOP IT MATT RIGHT NOW!" Mello yelled into the mic. "Stop it or I'll never forgive you!"

L typed furiously. "He's giving me a run for my money. I can’t get through his firewall. Damn he's good." L muttered.

Matt kept typing. "Why?" He asked into the mic.

Mello's eyes narrowed as he grit his teeth. "BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T STOP I'LL NEVER SPEAK TO YOU!"

"Fine." Matt stopped typing and L hacked his computer. The black L filled his screen.

"You’re damn good and you’re grounded." He heard before L blue screened him.

Mello stomped his foot and turned away from the computer. "I am so mad at him. He is such a spoiled BRAT!"

"No, he's not he's brilliant." L said smiling, a bit shocked.

"He's a brat."

L shook his head. "I would have never got to his laptop, if he hadn’t back off for you." He chuckled. "I think you need to go back to your room and talk to the poor boy."

He pouted and wrapped his arms around L's waist. "But if I go then you will leave me behind without saying goodbye."

"I promise I won’t." He said looking down at the blonde.

He nuzzled L's chest. "I want to go with you..."

"You can’t." He said sternly.

"Yes L..." He looked up at him. "You have to swear that you'll come say goodbye to me and give me a kiss."

"I promise." He said smiling.

"Okay." He kissed L's cheek before turning and going to his room. He left quickly and ran to the room looking angry as a storm cloud. He burst in glaring at Matt. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Matt had started taking apart the base of the laptop when Mello came on. "I got blue screen because of your ass!" He growled pissed, not even looking at him.

"I don't care! You have no idea the trouble you've caused!" he yelled stomping his foot.

"I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING! I didn’t hurt his precious laptop!" Matt growled as he popped the first screw off with his pocket knife.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!"

Matt hissed as the knife slipped and sliced his finger. He looked up pissed, but then his mouth dropped in shock. WOW!

Mello glared at him with ice cold eyes. "I can't believe you Matt. You are such a spoiled brat! L is upset and you just had to go and fuck things up!"

Matt swallowed and his mouth fell back open, his eyes wide as they moved up and down Mello's body. The blond threw his hands up in the air. "It's like talking to a 2 year old!"

"Um... Mells... Nice outfit.... You look hot." He said breathless, swallowing again.

"What are you talking about?"

"Look at what you’re wearing." He said blushing.

He turned to go to the bathroom and looked at his outfit. Sure enough he was wearing his clothing from Russia. "Damn it." He blushed a deep red. "My clothing has nothing to do with this. You can't just go around hacking people. That's illegal!"

"So is what L is doing." He spat back, irritated.

"And what is he doing?"

"Messing around with a 7 yr old." He said narrowing his eyes.

"What do you think we're doing Matt?" Mello asked with his hands on his hips.

"I don’t know, but I can only guess from that outfit. Plus your lips are swollen."

"And what do you guess? TELL ME!" Tears were starting to gather in his eyes. The only thing he was doing was playing chess and drinking tea. Mello had picked out that outfit himself not L.

"I guess that you’re getting used to indulge in his freaky ass Lolita fetish. I know you’re not doing anything of that sort. God no, cuz I'd cut an old perverted bastard, but I know he kisses you. That’s what I was talking about. He shouldn’t be kissing you." Matt said getting up and walking over to him and wiping the tears away. "I just worry about you."

"I want him to kiss me. He doesn't do anything that I don't want." The blond sniffled and pushed Matt away from him. "H-He doesn't use me... He d-doesn't even want me..."

"You... want... him to kiss you?" Matt asked shocked. "You like parading around in outfits like this, so his eyes can..." Matt looked disgusted at the sentence and couldn’t finish. He stepped forward and pulled the blonde into his arms.

Mello pushed at him. "NO!" he cried out. "I don't like wearing dresses but it makes him look at me. I like when he looks at me!"

"You’re too amazing to degrade yourself like that... “Matt said quietly, holding him tightly, his voice cracking, as a couple of tears ran down his cheeks.

Mello just stood there crying as Matt held him. He just wanted someone to see him as more than just a street walking whore from Moscow. He never once thought that Matt was that person. He wrapped his arms around him. "Matty... You really are my best friend..."

"Yes, I am. I thought we already established this." He said smiling down at the blonde, as he held him tightly.

"I'm tired..." he said.

He picked up the blonde and carried him to his side of the room. He moved the chocolate and clothes off the bed and sat him down. "Night, Mells." He said with a smile as he walked over and closed the bedroom door and returned to his bed and started to work on his laptop again.

Mello wiped his eyes as he lay there. "Matty... I'm sorry I yelled at you. But that wasn't cool."

"No sweat." He paused. "I had a point to prove." He said sourly.

"And that was what? You are better than L?"

"That L is just a human, and not as great as everyone believes he is."

"Of course he's human... He isn't god."

"That’s not what I meant. Just someone needed to knock him off he's fucking pedestal for once."

"I think B did that already."

"B tried. He almost succeeded." Matt said as he took the base off his laptop and started tinkering around.

"L has lost the plot Matt... He tore apart his room and was screaming and crying."

"Good." He said, moving stuff and adding stuff.

"You need to stop being so cynical Matt. He isn't a bad person like you think. He's a good man in love with someone who is doing bad things."

Matt stopped what he was doing. "He's a wicked brat, who drove B's lover to suicide then drove B insane! Just because he wanted B!" He said incredulously.

"People change..."

"Maybe, but more likely than not they don’t." Matt said as placed the base back n his laptop.

"You don't know him like I do."

"I guess not. I just know what B's told me." He said as he screwed the first screw back but the knife slipped again and sliced his finger again. "Shit!"

"Will you stop that?" Mello got out of bed and grabbed Matt's hand. "Come on we need to bandage your fingers before you cut them off."

Matt looked at him. "Tis but a flesh wound." He laughed. "I’m fine."

Mello raised a brow but ignored him as he began running cold water of his fingers.

"That hurts!" He whined, frowning at the faucet.

"Yeah well who's the moron that cut his fingers?" he said rolling his eyes.

"It was the knife's fault. It kept slipping." He said hissing.

"Oh? Well that's a naughty knife you have. Maybe I should punish it."

He laughed. "Maybe...” He smiled at Mello

He shook his head as he got band aids out and wrapped his fingers. "There, all better." He kissed each finger.

Matt blushed. "Thanks." He smiled warmly at the blonde.

He nodded and turned around. "We've had a long day... Let's get to sleep."

"Yeah." He said walking back to his bed and resuming what he was doing.

"Don't cut your fingers anymore." He went to his bed and lay down to sleep.

"I'll try not." He chuckled. "Night Mells." He went back to screwing in the other screws and placed the laptop then the pocket knife in the drawer beside him. Mello smiled at him as he closed his eyes.

Matt took his goggles off and turned his lamp off. He fell into a fitful sleep and several hours later, he screamed out having night terrors. Mello woke up and looked over at Matt. He slowly got out of bed and shook him. "Matt... Matt... Wake up..."

Matt screamed and thrashed and kicked and punched at the air.

"MATT!" Mello shook him harder to wake him.

Matt cried out and arched and thrashed. "Saoire dom féin, Mamaí! Ní raibh mé aon rud a dhéanamh!" (2) He screamed.

Mello took a breath and softly began to hum his mother's lullaby to him. It had comforted him so maybe it would help Matt. "Deep in your smile I see the world seeing me. I'm free to be me, to be what I may be. When my heart aches or is shallow on love. I turn to the stars and I find it above. Though you are here and so very near, alone I do seem Alone I shall be..."

Matt jerked awake, breathing rapidly, and covered in a cold sweat. Terror on his face and eyes. Mello just held him and kept humming. Once he realized who the blonde was he started to cry and wrap his arms tightly around Mello, burying his face into the blonde's chest.

"It's okay Matty... She can't hurt you anymore..."

He sobbed and sobbed into Mello's chest, clinging onto him like his life depended on it. The blond stroked his hair as he hummed the lullaby over and over again. "Just sleep."

Matt finally fell asleep, with a vice like grip on Mello's shirt in his sleep. He lay with him and went to sleep holding him. Matt woke up a bit confused. He didn’t open his eyes but snuggled closer to whatever that was that was so warm; usually he was freezing in the mornings. He could smell Mello's sweet perfume strongly and he smiled.

The blond moved closer and nuzzled against Matt's chest. Matt snuggled more into Mello, a possessive arm and leg thrown around him. The blond yawned and shifted, pushing the redhead a bit. Matt had fallen back asleep and had shifted closer. Mello rolled over but stayed close.

Matt followed covering him with his arms and leg, spooning.


(1) What the hell?!
(2) Leave me alone Mama! I didn’t do anything!
All in Gaelic