Roger flinched when the door was slammed and shook his head. He looked from Mello to Near sadly and sighed.

"We'll have to show him that he's wrong," He finally said, making his way to the door. "Mello, you're welcome to try and talk to him. If you do please inform him that he will be going, with Near, to the doctor's tomorrow."

Mello nodded and was quick to run after Matt. Matt had barely got in his room when Mello caught up with him, kicking the door in before it closed. "Matt, dude, it's for your own health.. I mean, cmon, it's only Near.. You'll see him when you both go to the doctor's tomorrow anyway... although i'm kind of confused on how you went from agreeign with me that he was the creepiest little kid on the earth to wanting to buttfuck him."

Matt froze, gritting his teeth. Very slowly he turned around, wondering when Mello had turned into the monster he now saw before him. Why couldn't he just accept his 'best friend' and move on? No, instead he had to act like this and ruin the happiness that Matt had been wanting.

"Maybe you should talk to him instead of screaming." He growled, nails digging into his palm. "Now go away or I swear I'm gonna hit you Mells."

It had been so very long since he'd actually hit someone that it kind of scared Matt that he wanted to. Sure, he'd gotten into fights before in the other orphanages, but the first couple of times that Mello stuck up for him at Wammy's had persuaded the other children to leave him be.

"You'd hit me? You's hit me? The only one around here who knows you--or thought he knew you-- better than you knew yourself. Who was there for you when you had to come back to Wammy's because some asshole parents decided they didn't want you? Me. Who was there for you when that jackoff teacher complained about your work to the point of grinding nails against chalkboard? Me. I helped you then, I'll help you now." Matt was his best friend.. He just needed to get better.

"Yes, I'd hit you." Matt said, trying to ignore the pain that the guilt was causing him. "I'd hit you, the person who couldn't accept me, the person who called me disgusting, the person who is now trying to get me to see a shrink. So yeah, I'd hit you."

He curled up on the clean part of his bed, glad that there wasn't enough room for Mello thanks to the stuff on it. And Mello had wanted him to clean these? It had now become his shelter.

Mello rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "You'll thank me later for this you know. And you'd regret hitting me to, because I'm not afraid of hitting back." With that he walked out of the room, off to do god knows what.

Morning had come and he was up at six o'clock sharp. Rubbing tired eyes, legs lead him to his shower to take care of morning events. Toliet. Shower. Teeth. Hair. Face products. And eventually he got dressed for the day. Rodger had informed him that they would be leaving for the doctor's earlier than before, which was guesstimated at around ten or eleven. He was also informed that Matt and him would be taken in two different cars, and he would be in the car with Dr. Luciero. Rodger was to drive Matt over. This was to avoid having the two boys sit next to each other.

Looking at the clock his morning routine had got all said and done by six thirty. No one in Wammy's ever got up until around eight or nine. Near was always an early bird.

Slowly Near decided to do his first rule break.. He tip-toed out of his room to Matt's, knocking softly on the door. "Matt?" He whispered loud enough to get through the wood of the door. "Matt it's Near.."

Matt barely slept the entire night, but this time it wasn't because of his video game addiction. In fact, his consoles lay alone while he was awake, too many things in his head to let him properly concentrate on any of the games that he had. Even his manga was ignored, the shojo he had didn't have any solutions for this kind of situation and he was positive that his fighting manga wouldn't either.

He got up unknowingly around the same time as Near, tired, but too stressed to try and get back to bed. For fifteen minutes he just sat on his bed, staring off into space. What was he supposed to do? He had no clue.

Eventually, just for a distraction, he pulled the packet of cigarrettes that he had hidden out from under his bed. So what if Roger smelled the smoke? Matt was already in trouble and he wasn't in the mood to take a shower. As long as he didn't stink did it really even matter? He'd just run a comb through his hair.

When Near knocked on his door he was sitting on the sill, window open and smoke in his hand. He had been zoning out so much that he nearly didn't even hear the boy. The word 'Near' managed to snap him out his stupor, however.

"Come in."

What was Near doing here? Didn't he think they were sick? If that was so then why would he still continue to see the redhead? Not to mention this was breaking a rule. Matt figured that if Near was going through so much trouble he had to have something to say.

Near slowly opened the door and closed it gently not to make any noise to wake up anyone else. He saw the cigarette and was only half unphased. It wasn't pleasing to see Matt smoking, but he knew people smoked to relieve stress.. And Matt had a lot of stress right now.

He walked up to Matt, wrapping his arms around the other. "I wanted another chance to see you alone before they up the security on us.."

When Near wrapped his arms around Matt the redhead was more than surprised. His eyes, ungoggled once more, opened wide. He hadn' thought that Near wanted to see him... In fact, he had been positive that Near was coming in to tell him that he didn't want to carry on their relationship in secret. It made him feel better, though only a little, to hear that Near wanted to see him.

He held the cigarette in between his lips in order to put his arms around Near. Leaning his head on the smaller boy he was very careful not to burn him or get any ash on his clothing. Though he didn't mind that Near was here nor did he personally mind the cigarette smoke Near seemed like he had just taken a shower. His hair was still damp, making him looking even more adorable.

Hoping that Near wouldn't mind terribly he lifted the boy up gently and placed him in his lap. Balancing on the window sill wasn't as hard as he thought it was, which pleased Matt. Even though he was sad about what was happening he was still enjoying himself.

"I'm glad you still do..."

Near moved a leg around to face Matt with a leg on either side of him. He kept his own balance by placing his hands flat against Matt's lower stomach, almost exact to a riding position.

He smiled at Matt, waiting for the redhead to take the stick from his mouth and exhale before he leaned forward to kiss him. So what if Matt smoked? He ate horrible too. And to Near, getting Matt to eat right would be first priority. He didn't mind the smoking much now that he got a good look at it. It made Matt look more rugged.

Matt kept the hand with the cigarette in it to the side while he kissed Near, worrying that he'd end up burning him. It had yet to happen and Matt planned on keeping it that way. He'd never be able to forgive himself if he ended up burning Near. When he finally pulled away he raised an eyebrow, flicked some ash off his cigarette, and tried to speak as nonchalantly as possible.

"Why are you here if you think you're sick?"

Maybe he was ruining what should have been a perfect moment, but the fact that they were about to go to a shrink for liking each other was hard to ignore. How could Near act like this one moment and then agree that they were horrible the next? It didn't make sense.

"I.." A blush came to his face. He didn't really want to talk about it, but it was Matt.. He should be able to understand things like that since Matt was open about it... ".. had a dream last night.."

He prayed to god that Matt would pick up on his hint. He didn't plan on making his dream a reality, but it still made him yearn to see Matt. "I wanted to see you badly.. I was sure you wanted to see me too.. I wanted to make sure you were alright.."

Matt understood what Near was saying and smiled lightly. Perverted thoughts ran swiftly through his head each of them a different idea of how Near's dream could have gone down. The kinkier ones he quickly rejected though, knowing that there was no way Near's mind could think of them.

That blush on Near's face... It almost made Matt feel dirty for thinking such things about him. He was so cute, so pure... Was that why he wanted him? No, wanting to 'taint' him was more Mello's style. Then why? Maybe, for now, 'just because' was an okay answer.

"I'm alright," He assured. "So you had a dream... About me? Want to tell me about it?" A playful glint in his eyes matched his smile.

How'd Near know that once he mentioned that he had a wet dream Matt would pry into it? Maybe it was because of all the porno.. Either way it made Near turn another shade of pink.

Matt deserved to know seeing as he was part of the dream. It would be a bit difficult to get everything out though, seeing as he never said anything of his sexual stimulations before.

".. Do you want to know everything, or just the part that you're curious about?"

Damn, Near was just too much. The look on his face as he blushed was so different then his usual demeanor. Was Matt really the only one who got to see him like this? In a way that though pleased him, made him feel like Near wasn't just going to throw away everything that they had.

"Only if you want to tell me," He replied, pressing his cigarette to the window sill before dropping it out the window. Once more his hand came up to cup Near's face, thumb rubbing gently against his cheek. "You don't haev to."

Near looked down to his hands, the heat in his face reminding him of what happened when he woke up from the dream.. "It was in the common room... You were reading your hentai.. and you.." Near shifted a little bit, his voice dropping down a few knotches to a slight whisper. "Your.. on chii chii was swollen..." Leave it to Near to avoid the word 'erection'. ".. So I.."

He closed his eyes shaking his head, not wanting to say exactly what happened. Instead he placed a finger to his lips, indicating he used his mouth. It was emabrrassing to admit, but actually telling Matt gave Near a sense of accomplishment. He felt better than he would have if he didn't tell Matt. It still felt humiliating, but it was only Matt.. Not like Matt would go off and tell other people about it.

Matt's grin grew though a light pink blush followed it. It was a hot mental image to think of Near doing that to him. No doubt his face would be bright pink while he was doing it, if not red. Eyes glazed with lust, lips wet and a little bruised from what he was doing... Pale hands against Matt's erection trying so hard to cause him pleasure... The gamer had to force himself to stop thinking like that before their position became awkward.

"Really?" Matt said, no hint of revoltion or anger in his voice. "Man... I wish I would have had that dream." He laughed quietly, though it was true.

Near smiled a bit, his eyes moving to the inside of Matt's room. "I'm just lucky I caught myself before I needed a change of pants.." Of course he took care of himself too, but Matt didn't ask about that so there was no need to throw it out there.

He wondered why he had the dream though.. Normally Near's sleep didn't produce anything like that. Especially with someone he knew in real life.. Sure he had a dream about L, but who didn't? Near had a few dreams about L.. And so far there was only one he wasn't able to tell L about in fear of being scolded. Yes, another wet one.

Matt laughed again, moving his hand off of Near's cheek. He figured that Near had gotten off after that, who wouldn't? What Matt was curious about, however, was whether or not he thought about the dream while he was doing it. Did he think of other things? If so, was Matt in those as well?

"But you're alright now," He teased lightly, poking the front of Near's pants. "Did I help with that too?"

It really was a pity that his mind had been too stressed out to supply him with any dreams like that. After hearing this, however, the chance of having one skyrocketed. That was, if the trip to the shrink didn't mess him up too badly. He didn't think it would, in fact, he felt bad for the doctor. He could try as much as he wanted, but he'd never convince Matt.

Near placed his hands over his face to hide his blush, fighting to ignore the touch of Matt's finger. A slow nod was given. Near had been stressed last night too, which was why he was so confused on why he had the dream.

The fact that Matt's finger had been placed there was only in his thought to keep himself down. It hadn't crossed his mind that they have only been talking for a day now. The walls he had up were completely broken down with Matt. His mind had learned to ignore the withdrawing of touches Matt gave him, since all of them were wanted.

Matt chuckled once more, Near was so funny, and gently grabbed onto Near's wrists. Completely forgetting his earlier worries he leaned up and placed a kiss on Near's lips. There was that feeling again, like he was being warmed from the inside up. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, as if he was too hot though. One of these days he'd really have to figure out how to describe it.

Realizing that, with Near's wrists in his hands, it seemed like he was forcing the boy into something Matt let go. He had been careful so that he wouldn't leave a red mark and hoped that the albino hadn't been uncomfortable in any way.

The kiss had set him at ease. Near placed his hands on Matt's shoulders before returning the kiss, taking a dominate place after the first few seconds. But that itself only lasted a few seconds, seeing as he wasn't in any position to be dominate.

After all, it didn't matter.. They were equals to him. He didn't want to be looked at as a girl, but he didn't want Matt as a girl.

Matt really didn't mind when Near was more dominate in their kiss. He had seen them as equals from the beginning, well, for the most part that was. At one part his mind had practically screamed, "LOLOL UKE!" He'd been smart enough not to point at Near and voice this aloud of course.

Arms around Near's hips he moved slightly so that he wouldn't fall over. It would suck if he fell off the window sill, squished Near, and then drew attention to them. Roger would have such a shitfit if he saw them right now. Then again, so would Mello.

If they got caught they really won't be allowed to see each other, would they? That was a depressing thought, one Matt didn't even want to consider.

Near closed his eyes, leaning forward a bit more to make their kiss deeper. He held back a moan, knowing that if anyone heard them it would be wise to start carving an epitaph.

But still.. Kissing Matt in a window sil after they were told not to see each other alone again felt more exciting than it should have.

When Near leaned forward Matt took it as a good sign and decided to chance it. He flicked his tongue out and ran it along Near's bottom lip, asking for entrance. If Near wanted to then good, if he didn't then Matt would wait. He knew it must have been difficult to kiss him normally, let alone french him.

All of this was quite the turn on, probably because it was so forbidden. Matt liked doing those kinds of things which was probably why he loved hacking so much. Not many of the children knew, though L obviously did, about his talent, but he was good. That was really the only reason he was in third place. (Though he could have beat Mello, were he to try. )

Matt's tongue had took him by surprise, his eyes opening halfway before slowly closing again. He was slow to open his mouth, letting Matt take over seeing as Near knew nothing of how to add tongue to the equation.

Near wondered how many times they would be able to share these moments alone after today. Near wasn't used to breaking the rules. this had been his first time doing it in Wammy's house. If Matt hadn't been such a distraction then Near would be worried they would be caught.

Glad that Near wasn't freaking out, Matt rubbed his tongue against the other boy's gently. After that he took it upon himself to explore Near's mouth, brushing against the roof of the younger boy's mouth as he did so. He tasted like mint leaving Matt to guess that he just brushed his teeth. Hopefully he wouldn't mind the taste of nicotine too much.

He'd have to be careful, if Near didn't like the way that his tongue felt then Matt would have to make sure to pull away. He knew that he had to keep an ear out for if Mello or Roger came by his room. Sure, it was early, but that didn't mean anything. It really wouldn't be that strange if one of them decided to check up on Matt.

Following Matt's lead, Near quickly got the hang of the act. There was that head spinning feeling again. Near's hands trailed up Matt's neck to cup his face.

the nicotine on Matt's tongue wasn't pleasent, but it wasn't horrible. It was a taste Near assumed he would grow to enjoy, hoping that the taste on Matt wouldn't get him addicted.. Although it depended.. If the only source of nicotine he got was off Matt, then he woudln't mind being addicted. 'I want a girl with lips like morphine', right? Although.. Matt wasn't a girl by a loong shot.

Matt had never enjoyed kissing as much as he did now, that was for sure. Though he was inexperienced, Near was a good kisser. A few more sessions like this and surely the albino would be a pro. That made Matt happy, though he hoped he would be the only one on the receiving end of Near's caresses. Personally he couldn't see the boy with a woman.

People had started to move within Wammy's, though it was only a handful of teachers. Since most of them lived in Wammy's they didn't tend to get up early, but some of them were behind in work and needed to catch up. Though Matt heard them he didn't worry, who would decide to check up on him?

Near heard the rustling of people outside and was quick to pull apart from Matt, getting to his feet. It was a reasonable distance away, one that wouldn't suggest that they had done anything, although the look on his face said otherwise.. His cheeks were flushed with warmth from the contact. Near straightened out his shirt, free of wrinkles.

"If they catch us alone again we might not get to spend time in therapy together." Near cleared his throat, seeing as it had cracked.

Matt pouted, jumping off the sill. Stupid teachers! Didn't they realize that Matt wanted to spend time with Near? Probably, he wouldn't put it past them to try and wake up early just to kill Matt's chances. How many of them were running around? And wouldn't it be hard for Near to get back?

"Huh... Hey babe, how are you going to get back to your room?" He asked curiously, the affection nickname slipping out. "If people are already awake and they see you..."

It would be bad for the both of them to be caught, that was sure. Still, it wasn't like Near could turn invisible! They needed a plan for him to get back to his room... There was always the window, though Near saying he was out for a walk would be suspicious.

Near thought for a few moments, finding he was good at thinking under pressure. He held his hand out, "Homework. Hand me a piece, I'll give you the answers and I'll just claim I was returning it to you."

It wasn't like Near could think of anything else.. If they caught him then Matt would have a piece of paper filled out, so it woudl look plausable. Either way they were both going to therapy today because of this.. Might as well give them another thing to talk about.

Matt wasn't sure whether or not he should be offended. He didn't really need the answers to his homework, he knew them. Just because he didn't try didn't mean anything. Could Near hack into L's computer and surf around in his files? Doubtful. Matt knew he could -and if fact had- but had been warned not to do so again. It was best not to bite the hand that fed you.

"Hmm, 'kay, if I can find it." He finally said with a shrug, deciding not to bother worrying about it. If Near wanted to think of him like that then fine. Besides, Matt was sure that the albino hadn't meant it in a rude way. "Might be over here... Huh, either that or over there."

He had pointed first to the pile on his bed and then at a second, smaller pile, of papers sticky with soda, crumpled and forgotten in a corner. Most of them were game codes that he had figured out or even the basis to games themselves. Some of them were just random equations that he had done to pass the time when Roger had taken his games. Now they lay forgotten and ignored for the most part.

"I'll check on my bed, okay? You go over there and check."

Near slapped a palm to his forehead, slowly dragging the hand down. "Forget it." Near closed his eyes and shook his head. So much for that idea.. Yeah, Matt was intellegent.. But he could be damn stupid for treating homework like this.

What now? .. He didn't leave anything in Matt's room the night before.. He couldn't say he was getting anything. "I'll just tell them.." Tell them what? 'I had an erotic dream about sucking another boy off so i went to see him behind closed doors'? No, that's not how it worked. "I'll just tell them that I was telling you that we had therapy today or something.." Easy way out afterall.

"No way man, it's cool, I'm sure I can find it!" Matt insisted, rumaging through his papers. He threw things left and right off of his bed, many of which were heavy and could possibly harm. Still, he made sure to avoid throwing them at Near and thus figured that they were safe from harm... That was until he threw a bouncy ball and, after rebounding off the wall, it smacked him in the back of his head. "Fuck!"

He turned sharply and ended up tripping over the pile that had been created when he started throwing things. Matt feel backwards, over his bed, and ended up landing in a pile cords and parts from old robot toys. Needless to say it hurt. The good thing about it? The paper that landed on his stomach seemed to be their newest set of English homework.

"Found it!"

Near shook his head, smiling after seeing Matt was okay. It worried him that Matt had gotten hurt, but since he seemed alright then he must be. "I'll give you one of my spare folders to keep track of your homework." Everything else in the room was Matt's problem. Homework, however, affected is grade. Which Near sought as a bad thing to forget the where abouts.

He could care less how Matt kept his room, but he should know exactly where his homework was at all times.

Near sat on the clean part of Matt's bed and took the paper from him. "English." He stated, reccognizing the work. Two questions, suppose to be a short answer. It was about The Raven, a popular poem by Edgar Allen Poe. "The first one, the Raven symbolizes death. Sorrow. Fear. Uncertainty. The ugliness of the situation. My guess that he used a Raven to symbolize Lenore's death and his eternal loneliness was because a flock of Ravens is called a murderer, and what better way to give a gothic element to his story?"

He skimmed through teh second question. "Second question is more of an opinion. It's likely that the man will go on forever woeing the loss of love lost Lenore, buut... I would have shot the bird from the bust. So I liked to think he killed the bird."

"Shot the bird, huh?" Matt said, looking up at Near from the pile of junk. "Never would have pegged you for animal cruelty." It was said in a joking tone of course, Near didn't seem like he'd hurt anyone of anything. "Eh, don't bother, my homework isn't that important."

When he had said that to his mother as a child she had always shook her head and corrected him. Unlike the caretakers he had after her death she actually cared if he made something of himself. Matt, despite the memories of her, couldn't bring himself to try harder. What was the point in stressing over work? It wouldn't be that helpful in the long run.

Were he a normal person he might have worried that he wouldn't have any money, but Matt knew that he would. Even if he didn't end up in a good job he could always do some hacking on the side, maybe rig an ATM machine or something. That wouldn't be too hard, right?

Near sighed and shook his head. "How you are still able to attend Wamm's is beyond me." He stood up after jotting down a few sentences under the two questions, found a pen on the floor. "If there's no competition there's no strive? You do not wish to succeed with a valued education?" placed the homework on a desk, making sure it wa out in the open and not about to fall off some tower of manga. "Honestly Matt, you should take pride in your school work.."

Then again homework to the valedictorian was different then to those under him. Even if he didn't like leaving on such a sour note he had to, not wanting to risk further questions by teachers.. So Near slipped out Matt's door, tip-toeing back to his own room. Surprisingly no one had stopped him. He said good morning to a few teachers but other than that there really wasn't any talk.