Title: Linguistics

Fandom: Death Note

Pairing: Mello x Matt *snickers*

Rating: PG 13

Warnings: Drabble. Language.

Description: "He had promised Matt he could choose what they would would spend the night doing...so he guessed it was okay to treat the other boy...on the very rare occasion."

Disclaimer: Death Note, is (c) Tsugumi Ohba and Takashi Obata. I only use the characters for my own twisted sense of fulfillment (and hopefully to amuse/intrigue some other fans too).

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"I don't know about this Matt."
"Aww what's the matter Mell, you chickening out on me already?"
"Fuck you asshole."
"Come on I'll go easy on you."
"My gun is right there on the coffee table, don't make me blow your brains all over the fucking room."
"Lol, okay okay. Just calm down, finish that beer and we'll get started."
"...wanker."
"Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."
"I don't want your damn charity!"
"Fine. Now you're gonna need both hands for this Mell."
"Alright, impatient little fucker aren't you? There okay now what?"
"Loosen your grip a little, move your hands."
"Is that right?"
"Mmm...perfect."
"Jesus this is fucking hard Matty!"
"What did you expect?"
"How can you just...sit around all day...doing this?"
"What do you mean?"
"It isn't exactly 'utilizing your brain to it's full potential' Matty now is it?"
"Improves dexterity though."
"Dexterity! You fucking smart ass."
"It's true. Hey concentrate Mell! You really suck at this."
"I'll show you sucking, asshole!"
"Oh yeah, you gonna beat my ass?"
"Yeah with Princess Peach, that'll take you down a fucking peg."

With that the Mario Kart theme music started up once again. The two boys sitting shoulder to shoulder in the darkened room, illuminated by the glow from the television screen, hurling insults at one another. It wasn't exactly Mello's idea of a scintillating night, but he had promised Matt he could choose what they would would spend the night doing...so he guessed it was okay to treat the other boy...on the very rare occasion.