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Okies, this is from Watari Pt 2:Wammy's House by MRS-Jeevas on Mangabullet.com. my fav EVER
"There was a clatter of heels on stone, as Mello appeared and hurried down to join them. Fenian frowned. "I didn't know you smoked."
"I don't." Mello walked between them and placed a hand on the wall beside Matt's head. He glared inches from his face. "Firstly, don't run off without waiting for me. And secondly, why didn't you tell me about the cold turkey and the prescription pad?"
Matt turned his head to exhale smoke. "Because you freak out enough about the bits that you do know." He shrugged. "I was telling the truth when I said it's just anti-depressants and nicotine now. Oh, caffeine, but I'm in Britain. Being a caffeine junkie comes as standard here."
"Yet you put the pad back into your bag." Mello's eyes narrowed. "We will be discussing this when we get home."
Lamond smiled, "Isn't he possessive?" She opened her handbag and reached in for her sewing. "I think it's quite cute."
"I don't." Fenian lit his second cigarette. When Mello twisted around to survey him, the Irishman was looking right back. "It's not ******** homophobia. It's you reverting straight back to bullying the second you step foot back in these grounds. I have a lot to hate you for, Mello, but you grew up and so did I, so I was willing to do the Christian thing and forgive. Now I see you acting like this and it's ********..."
"He's my husband." Mello growled.
"So ******** what? It's bullying."
Matt wrapped a hand around the back of Mello's neck and applied pressure until he turned to face him again. Green eyes peered through the orange goggles and red hair to lock with the fierce blue gaze. Matt smiled and leaned forward, closing the gap between them to claim a kiss. Mello responded, open-mouthed and probing, one arm around Matt's waist, as the rest of his body crushed him up against the wall. Lamond tutted, "I mean it was always obvious that Mello was gay; and Matt said he was, but..."
"But ********." Fenian dashed his cigarette out on the steps. "I'm going inside." He strode angrily through the empty corridors, only vaguely aware that the children had all disappeared to their classes. He had only been gone from the institution for just over a year and so it still smelt like home. Most of his peers were crowded around the refreshment table, as he charged in and found Century eating a sandwich. "I miss absolutely nothing from this place, but most of all I don't miss Mello. You ******** mark my words, there's domestic violence there. Once a bully, always a ******** bully. He hasn't got the rest of us to use as punchbags now, so you join the dots." He gestured angrily towards the door. "Got him up the ******** wall out there."
Century paused and swallowed his mouthful of cheese and pickle. "Mello's beating Matt up outside?"
The chatter in the room instantly quietened. A few seats away, Ann and Roger exchanged looks loaded with significance. Fenian sighed, "No, he's not beating him up, but... let's just say it's not comfortable, ok, man?"
Linda came to join them. "Did you see when Matt lifted his shirt to show us his gunshot wound? The long mark just above it? Was that a burn?"
"Looked more like a bruise to me." Century commented.
Fenian shook his head. "It was more raised than that. It was recent, whatever the Hell it was. Definitely looked like an impact wound. I tell you something else, Mello knows we saw it."
Speculation grew suddenly silent a few minutes later, as Lamond pushed open the door, followed by Mello and Matt. It left an awkwardness in its place, which had all three of them gazing in suspicion from face to face. Lamond relaxed slightly as she ascertained that no-one was looking at her; however the same observation was not lost on either of the couple trailing her. Mello tensed, so it was Matt who responded. His voice lazily cutting through the room, "Yes, we were snogging outside. Yes, it was great. No, Lamond did not join in."
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