"...Ouch." Matt blinked.

"...Mihael Keehl?" Mello repeated- his eyes large and his skin suddenly paler.

"Well, we slept together and then he used that against me!" Nate cried, flopping back on the bed. "He leaked it to the press to make himself more famous! Like he needed it... he's the freaking most popular character of the second season!"

"Mihael?" Mello frowned.

"No, my asshole counterpart." Matt replied bitterly. "What a creep."

"I felt sorry for him, too!" Nate cried, starting to unbutton his shirt - it was way too warm in there with all the computers. "He said he was a foster kid too!"

"He lied?" Matt blinked.

"What about Mihael Keehl?" Mello cut in.

"I don't know if he was ly- can't you wait?" Nate groaned. "Impatient, geeze!"

He shed Near's button up and tossed it aside, leaving himself shirtless.

Both boys fell silent as they look Nate's bare chest and back over. These two were such boys sometimes.

Nate didn't seem to notice, flopping back on Matt's bed. He was sweating heavily - which was rather funny as people who were vastly under weight tended to be overly cold, not overly hot.

"What time is it, anyways?" He asked, noticing Near didn't wear a watch and not surprised in the least. "Shouldn't you guys be asleep or something?"

"Where do you get off telling us to go to bed, old man." Mello replied bitterly- watching the way the sweat made Nate's porcelain skin glisten.

"Hey, I'm only like a year older then you," Nate pointed out, lifting an eyebrow in Mello's direction. "And technically you're older then me, since I'm in the past."

"Yeah, but there's still hardly any proof." Mello replied hotly. "All you did was tell us a bunch of crap we already know that no-one else does."

"Believe what you want to, I don't have to prove anything to you," Nate informed as he rolled onto his stomach and curled against Matt's pillow, the full details of his back tattoo displayed to the two of them.

Mello actually caught Matt's shoulder as he leaned in closer to Near's back. Matt blinked- blushing when he realized and leaned back.

"It's probably early morning by now." Mello informed.

"I'm extremely tired," Nate mumbled, hiding his smile in Matt's pillow. "I'm going to sleep... maybe I'll wake up and be back in my bed, staring up at Mihael's poster."

"What!?" Mello burst and Matt waved frantically.

"It was a joke, you misheard." Matt attempted.

"Actually, it's not a joke," Nate informed, turning to frown at the two of them. "Like I said... he's a famous singer. Then again, I wound up tearing the poster down when he saw it..."