Author's Note : Okay, dear readers, this is something I've had buzzing around for a while. It seemed to burrow under the duvet of my mind, sleep for a bit, and now it's sitting up and blinking blearily. Basically, a while after Mello left Wammy's, Matt left as well, and eventually drifted over to America. Not being able to get any money, he's now prostituting himself to all and sundry. There. Now, I'm pretty sure the smartest lot of you can figure what's gonna happen just from the summary and characters etc, but it's definitely, I swear down, gonna have more than one chapter. I promise. XD

Warnings are per chapter.

Warnings: Swears, malexmale implications, prostitution (duh-duh-DUH)

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, because if I did, I'm not sure it could ever be shown except maybe on the pronz channels.

Dedications: Umm… I'm not sure people would appreciate this being attributed to them… So I'll just say that my imagination is a powerful thing, and it should maybe take the credit here XD.

One short introduction chapter coming right up…

Your Car

You know your life is fucked up when you're one of the smartest kids in the whole world, and you're selling sex in the rain. Seriously. I shivered as I pulled what little I wore around me tighter, hoping that tonight's guy wouldn't be too unreasonably unattractive.

And trust me, I'd had some scum. Faces a mother would definitely not love, but would probably make them throw the kid as far into the sea as they could. But I was desperate. The hacking world was getting tougher, and besides – computers and electricity are only useful when you have somewhere permanent to keep them.

The car that approached me was… obliterating rich and reforming it, centred on its driver. Probably some business man in his forties, teenage kids, trophy wife. Not too bad, normally. I leaned back against the wall, micro skirt baring my pale legs, the drizzling rain highlighting their length. Flat stomach on show, I try not to look like I'm on the verge of a breakdown.

My eyebrows seem to raise themselves without my say-so when the car stops beside me and the window rolls down, despite the weather.

Who's in the car? (Ghost Busters!)

Well… Not unless I get really desperate for ideas XD

Review pretty please, pretty pleasers :D

Lemon

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