For: Ruriruri

Characters: Mello, Matt

Words: 379

Death By Chocolate

Matt began unloading the month's supply of groceries, starting with the 24 crates full of chocolate that Mello had requested.

Afterward, he went to have a chat with Mello who, as usual, was nursing a candy bar in one hand.

"Uh, Mello?"

"Wha?"

"You ever think, um, maybe you should cool it on the chocolate for a while?"

Mello bit into his candy bar, and chewed loudly, un-amused. "Why?"

"Well, it's just…" Matt scratched the back of his head. "You eat an awful lot of those things and… it can't be healthy."

Mello stood up, showing off his slender physique. "Matt. Do I look unhealthy to you? I'm skinny as a twig."

"I know."

"You have nothing to worry about."

"All right."

Mello licked the chocolate off his fingers. "Now hand me another candy bar."

-

"Mr. Mello, you have diabetes."

"What?" Mello couldn't believe the doctor's diagnosis. "But—how?"

"Well, at this point we can't be exactly sure. There are a number of factors that can increase the risk of diabetes but… My guess is probably from consuming those 52 candy bars a day."

"…Oh."

"I mean, did it ever occur to you that maybe you shouldn't eat so much chocolate all the time? That maybe you should explore the other food groups every once and a while?"

Mello shrugged. "Well, I'm so skinny, I thought it wasn't affecting my health—"

"Fifty-two candy bars a day, Mr. Mello! Fifty-two! That's madness!" The doctor turned around to jot some notes down on his chart. "From now on, I want you off chocolate. No more chocolate."

He turned back to Mello. "If you eat one more piece of candy, it could—Hey, are you eating a chocolate bar right now!"

Mello blinked, mouth frozen in half-bite. "Just a little one."

"I mean it, Mr. Mello. I forbid you to eat chocolate. Doctor's orders. Is that clear?"

Mello's eyes narrowed, and he swallowed the dark chocolate in his mouth. His voice lowered dangerously. "Crystal."

-

On the way out, Mello made sure to memorize the doctor's name. Guess the Death Note would come in handy tonight.

He took a bite of his candy bar, smacking his lips. "Hmph. It'll serve that bitch right telling me I can't have my chocolate."