Matt x Mello Remixed

Matt x Mello Remixed

This is the second in a 4-shot involving this pair. Each can be read as a stand-alone. These are slightly Alternate Reality.

Part Two

Canon events up until the Kira case has been closed have occurred as normal.

Girl Matt x Guy Mello

“I’m pregnant Mello…” It felt so surreal coming from his best friends mouth, so surreal in fact that he almost did not believe that he was hearing it in the first place. His jaw fell open and a look of pure shock fell across his features. He stumbled back onto the bed they’d been sharing for the last year into the investigation.
“I’ve been trying to tell you for the last month already, but you were so caught up in finishing this little race with Near that telling you was impossible to say the least.” Matt walked to her seated friend and sat next to him and grabbed his hand, feeling him stiffen. A sheen of anxious sweat broke free on Mello’s brow. Matt leaned into her friend’s shoulder and pulled him into a half hug and said no more than she wanted to at this time.

‘One month…it’s already been one month…I know how it happened, and we both had no regrets then….but now…what do we do? Where do we go from here? I know Mattie, she’s not going to give up this child…no not this child…her child, my child…our child…’ Matt looked at the face she translated as being deep in thought and perhaps a little conflicted. She could understand, but Mello was not the only one who was conflicted. That night last month was the best night she could remember having. It just happened and though she cannot recall regretting that night, she knew that having unprotected sex that night would result in a pregnancy. Mello even told her that sleeping with him would result in pregnancy. They were always careful about their sexual encounters, usually opting for anal sex or mutual masturbation, something safer than traditional copulation as they’d never actually bought condoms.

That fateful night happened on Mello’s 20th birthday and Matt had been planning something special for him. She wanted him to be the one to take her virginity that night, having saved it even after he’d left her at Wammy’s 4 years ago. Mello was uncertain about this, but after a little persuasion, he eventually gave in. As Matt thought on it now, maybe Mello knew what was going to happen and had been increasing his efforts with beating Near in an effort to distract himself from the truth. It made her frown, but that was short lived when a hand reached and cupped her cheek and a pair of lips met her own.

The kiss was slow and passionate, filled with emotions that were conflicting and loving at the same time. Mello broke the kiss and looked into her eyes with the same intensity that never failed to send shivers down her spine.
“Mattie…I’m sorry…” Matt looked at him a little confused.
“Why are you sorry Mello?”
“I’m sorry for being such an ignorant prick to you all this time. You’ve deserved better treatment from me, even after I found you.”
“Mello…that’s all in the past now. We are in the present and we should be here together living in the present, and not in the past.”
“Tch…I remember you saying those very same words a month after we reunited. The thing is that it’s hard for me to live in the now when I have ghosts gnawing at my back.”

Matt could only nod silently. She had no idea of how rough it was with Mello. She’d managed to stay and graduate from Wammy’s House, but she was not a part of the Successors that her best friend and Near were and did not receive much in rewards that Near had received. In that time though, her thoughts never left from Mello, she spent many nights praying for his safety. It was not until she’d gotten a call from Mello one night that her world had stopped in its tracks. His voice had deepened considerably and it sounded stressed. She’d learned little at that time, only that he’d been living in LA with a group of friends he’d made (only to find out later on that it was a Mafia and that he was one of the higher-ups), that he was helping out Near on the sidelines (which was a lie, he had been conducting his investigation solo in his one sided competition), and that things were rough at times, but he was surviving (somewhat true).

“Mello…we’ve both had it rough this last year and I know you’ve done bad things to get to this point, well we both have, but now that it’s over…” she trailed off, unable to continue that sentence. She stiffened a little when a hand fell to her abdomen and began motioning in tiny circles.
“I know what you’re going to say Mattie…at least I think I know.” There was a brief awkward silence before Mello continued.
“Our priorities have taken a different turn…haven’t they? The good thing is that Kira is dead and that our child can live in a world without fear.” His hand never left Matt’s stomach, the circular motions didn’t stop.

Matt reached and adjusted herself so that she straddled Mello’s legs then pulled him into a hug. A soft sob escaped and a lone tear fell down her face. Mello did not say anything.
“I’m scared Mello…I’ve never had a mom to guide me through these life lessons and I’ve had to learn about them all the hard way.” Her sobs grew in intensity, then Mello returned the gesture and leaned his head to kiss her cheek and down to her neck where a lone tear escaped and rolled down his cheek.
“I’m scared too Mattie. God knows I am petrified, but everything we have done, we’ve done together. I will not allow you or our child become a burden. Our child is a symbol of something I’ve always felt with you. I love you Mattie…I’ve loved you since the institution. I knew that you’d become pregnant and I confess…I am still shocked, but more than that…I am glad it’s with you.” His shoulder felt wet, but he knew she felt his tear fall on her shoulder.

Mello separated the hug and looked into wet eyes and a small smile. He leaned in and lapped up the tears, replacing each lick with a kiss. Matt’s eyes had closed and allowed herself to become lost in the sensation. After her tears were cleaned away, Mello put their foreheads together and in his most serious tone, he spoke again.
“Tomorrow, we are packing up and moving out of this shit hole. We need to find a place that is more stable than here. I don’t want to live in Japan any longer…too many bad memories here.”
“Agreed. How about we go back to L.A.? Or even back to England?”
“Why England?”
“Why not? That was where we met and it’s practically our first real home…oh that’s right…L…Sorry, forget I even brought it up.”
“You said not to live in the past anymore…I want to try live a normal life with you and as long its not in Japan, I am more than happy to call anywhere home.” Matt smiled brighter.
“Good…I want to go back to England. I don’t want to live in a stifling city. Perhaps a nice country home?”
“Small steps Mattie, we both need a source of income and-ow! What was that for?” Matt had slapped Mello and put on a look of insult.
“Did you forget who’s got the best hacking skills? I can establish a separate banking account and pool funds into it. Piece of cake.” Mello grinned. He deserved that, forgetting that his best friend/lover/mother of his child was indeed an expert in her craft.

It had taken a week’s stay at Wammy’s from the trip from Japan until Matt had secured and paid for a nice country home that she’d found and fell in love with. In that week, they’d decided not to share the news of the pregnancy with anyone as all the kids from their generation were long gone living their own life. They also gotten hold of a decent set of furnishings for their new home. Mello found himself conflicted at times about it, but a more dormant, protective instinct was taking over his thoughts. Each passing day, he wanted to be by his Mattie. With Matt’s help, they’d managed to clear his name and any evidence that he was even in a Mafia. It was safe to say that Matt’s hacking abilities were more than appreciated.

Another week had passed and they had settled into their new home. Things were still awkward given their history with the Kira case, but Matt had already let that part of her life go behind her and was slowly and surely helping Mello to do the same. They sought out a family counselor that would be able to help them both, for the Kira investigation had its effects for Matt also, not just Mello. However, Mello’s experiences far outweighed those that Matt had experienced, so it was really mostly for Mello’s sake, but Matt made a promise to be there for him regardless. She was certain Mello was grateful for her decision.

They continued to make love in the same fashion before the pregnancy, deciding that with this child that was growing, traditional copulation would not be a wise idea. After each union, Mello would place his hand possessively over her stomach and make small circular motions and mumble something in either German or Russian, she could not be certain. He would then go above her stomach and place 3 chaste kisses as if her abdomen had suddenly become the most fragile piece of flesh on her entire body. Perhaps it was, but she was grateful for this small act.

Weeks went by and Matt’s hormonal state during her pregnancy began to manifest. Mello was humbled by seeing Matt this way, it made him understand what it was like to be overly emotional. He’d even learned to shut up when she went into a screaming match. He always comforted her afterwards, reminding her time and time again that he was not going to leave her side now or ever. He intended to keep that promise until they died. Though Matt was sometimes less convinced of his words for whatever reason, Mello did not stop comforting her, encouraging her and being there for her as she had been for him those many years ago.

Months passed and Matt’s stomach grew normally; it was now into her 8th month. In those months passed, they had hired a private doctor to do monthly check-ups and a nutritionist to help Matt out with the proper diet as her pregnancy progressed. Mello smiled to himself, recalling some days where Matt tried to cheat her way from the meal plan they’d set. Mello was like a hawk though and made sure Matt never deviated from the plan, much to her dismay. It did not stop her from trying though and Mello would allow a slip-up here and there.

He was in the middle of preparing their lunch one day when a crash of glass alerted him. He dropped what he was doing and sought Matt out.
“Mattie! Are you okay? Where are you?”
“Mells…It hurts! God it hurts so much!” He looked harder and found her in the bathroom, the glass toothbrush holder had shattered at her feet. Matt was clutching her stomach and moaning in pain, tears falling freely. 8 months…she was not ready to deliver yet.
“Hang on Mattie, I’ll call the doctor.”
“Please Mells…” Mello ran into the kitchen and grabbed the cell phone and speed-dialed their private doctor.

There was no answer right away, which irritated Mello, but it clicked live at the 4th ring.
“What is it?”
“My girlfriend is in labor…I think she’s in labor. What do we do?”
“Has her water broke?”
“I’ll see.” Mello ran back into the bathroom to see Matt seated on the toilet, crying and holding onto her stomach and rocking into herself. There was no wetness to be seen.
“No, it has not, but she’s in visible pain and is very distressed.”
“Just hang tight, be there for her. I will arrive with a midwife and we will see if you will have a child this afternoon.”
“Ok, thanks.” Mello cut the connection and walked to Matt’s side, using his feet to move the glass debris from them both.

“Mattie, we need to go into the living room. I’m not going to leave you, I promise.” Matt’s features were in one of pain, but she managed a small nod nonetheless and got up, groaning in pain. Mello went to her side and supported her; together they walked into the living room at a slow pace, stopping when a pain spike shot through Matt. He got Matt onto the large couch and put her into a reclined position.
“Just take deep breaths, just like the doctor said.”
“This is your damned fault Mello…”
“I know, and I take all the blame hereafter,” Mello chuckled in reply.
“You know…We’ve never thought of a name for this baby inside of me. What name should we give it if it’s a boy?”
“How about…Michael?”
“Michael…I like the sound of that.”
“What if we have a girl Mattie?”
“Umm…you pick.”
“I think Abigail might be nice.”
“Abigail it is. By the way…I know we’ve known each other for years, but I never knew your real name. What is it so that Michael or Abigail may have a name to carry on.”

Mello paused to think on this observation. It was true, they’d known each other for a total of 9 years, yet in truth, they were still total strangers, weren’t they?
“Well…my name given to me is Mihael…Mihael Keehl. No middle name.”
“Your name is way cooler than my boring name.”
“I doubt it. So what is it?”
“It’s…Mailay Mattea Jeevas.”
“So that’s how you got your alias!”
“Heh, yeah. I am such a tomboy though that Matt seemed like the perfect alias for me.” Just then, another pain spike went through her, this one lasting longer than the others. It was only here that a patch of wetness appeared. Matt’s water finally broke and it dawned on Mello that he was going to have a son or daughter today.

It was 20 minutes later when their doctor appeared at the door with a midwife in tow. The doorbell sounded and Mello went to answer it, relieved at who he saw.
“Her water just broke 20 minutes ago.”
“We got here just in time then. Would you like to be here for the delivery?”
“Yes, I am not going to leave her side, no matter what.”
“Good to hear, now what I need you do to is get a nice sized sheet and cover your girlfriends’ lower half with it. After that, I want you to remove her lower garments please. Quickly now.” Mello went into their linen closet and grabbed a green bed sheet and a couple large pillows. When they had edged Matt onto the floor, and propped carefully, Mello put the blanket over her lower stomach then proceeded to remove her soiled pants and underwear. The midwife examined Matt, determining that she was close to delivery, being around 6 cm dilated.

It was not easy at this time for Matt or Mello. Matt’s contractions were getting closer and she was an emotional wreck. Mello’s patience was wearing thin, but not once did he leave Matt’s side. He comforted her as best as he can, despite the nasty words that she’d tossed his way. When she was fully dilated, Mello mentally braced himself for the moment she would have to push and strain and cry. He would prepare himself for those simple words:
“Congratulations! You’re baby is healthy and well. You should be proud. You have a…”

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A/N: This is already half-finished! It’s hard to believe. Are you getting the clear picture now? I am sure you can guess what these last 2 one-shots will entail ;) Yes I am a meanie aren’t I? I purposely ended it this way just to be a tease :P It is up to you to mentally determine if they had a Michael or Abigail.