Well, this seems crap even by my standards. I'll try to make the next update a bit better O_o eh yeah, so review with ideas cause I really don't know where to go with this... ehm,sorry.. Emilyx

"Well shit, sorry about that Matty."

"Oh god shut up Mels you've said that hundreds of fuckin' times."

"Someone's a grumpy puss…"

"For gods sake, whose fault might that be Mels?"

"Blasphemy! Matt you're a blasphemous bitch!"

"What's a one of dem?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

It'd been tense in the hidden medical room from the moment that Matt woke up, the boy's injury making him irritable although any ordinary person would be irritated with the person who had recently taken a chunk out of their head, so Matt's suppressed rage was acceptable, remarkably calm in some ways. The redhead was staring at Mello, a vague look of comprehension across his face as he watched BB pull Mello's hair back into a short ponytail which-looked-remarkably-cute-although-he-would-nev er-tell-Mello-that-because-that-would-be-silly-bec ause-Mello-would-kill-him. Mello was pulling against BB's deft hands in an attempt to get the process over and done with faster. With a smirk, Beyond pulled on the hair making Mello fall backwards before shoving him forwards. Letting out a feminine screech, Mello toppled forwards, landing flopped across the bed with his feet kicking in the air. Matt groaned and threw punches in Mello's general direction, not landing a single one.

Beyond was watching Matt with an element of caution as the gamer grumbled at Mello. Matt's eyes fell half shut, half open, yet managed to keep a vague element of attention on the blonde who was yelling and making extravagant hand gestures. B tilted his head, ruby eyes scrutinising as he watched the red hair waver due to the boy's light shaking; the way perfect teeth gouged into the lip below hinting that he was trying to suppress it with a certain difficulty. Mid-observation Beyond was pulled out of his thoughts by Matt tugging on his sleeve with a certain persistence.

"Eh, yeah?"

Before Matt could state the fact, he let out a cough before releasing the contents of his stomach directly onto Beyond's lap. Letting out a growl, B looked down at his lap, looked up at the child whom was still vomiting and then looked down at the increasing pool again. Seeing as Beyond seemed to be in some form of shock, Mello grabbed the bin from beside the bed, placed it on the bed and moved Matt so he was aiming at the bin. B rose, silent, the sick splashing to the floor as he made his way out into the infirmary. Matt let out a quiet cough before collapsing against Mello's chest, staring at the trail of vomit across the floor.

"Matt?" Mello watched Matt as he lay in his arms, stroking his side as he watched with curiosity. "Maaaaaatt?"

"Shu'up."

"Ehm okay…"

Matt coughed again, grabbing the bin from in front of him as Mello leant him forwards. Cringing at the sound of liquid hitting metal, he patted Matt on the back in an unsuccessful attempt to comfort him. The redhead sleepily wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before cuddling, yes cuddling, into his roommate. Mello grimaced at the action but, since it was maybe his own fault, didn't push Matt away.

Beyond walked back into the room, pulling the young nurse behind him, her perfectly manicured hand still clutching a mug of tea. Calmly pulling back her hair, she rested her mug on the edge of the bed and walked over to Matt's head. Snapping on a pair of gloves, she untied the bandages around his head and probed at the wound. As a response, Matt threw up again onto Mello's lap who grumbled and cracked his knuckles aggressively. Matt didn't respond to Mello's apparent threat which angered the blonde child even further. Matt fell back against the bed, falling into a light sleep. A trail of saliva ran down Matt's chin, bubbles growing and shrinking at the same pace as his breathing. Mello watched the young woman as she cleaned up Matt and started unclipping him from the machinery around the bed. Mello sat in silence as the young, slightly terrifying, woman picked Matt up from the bed as if he were her bride. Beyond left the room first, dragging Mello behind him, to be followed by her.

In the open space of the infirmary, Mello found himself surprised by how well lit the room was. He'd been in the hidden section a while, and there was no windows there. Rubbing his eyes, he allowed Beyond to drag him into a room that seemed to already be set up for someone. The young nurse strolled in after them, lying Matt down on the bed and taking a needle out of her sleeve. She stuck it into his wrist unceremoniously and once done, stood up and walked out of the room, turning back to give only a few words of advice.

"Mello, he's in your hands for this week. Matt has a concussion, make sure he improves."

At her leave, Mello felt a swell of pride in his chest that he'd been trusted with such a task.