CH.1 :: EYES
*tap* *Bang! *Bangg!* *zappp* *BAnggg*… Dead.
With a frustrated grunt Matt flopped backwards onto the bean bag chair. He had been playing video games for the past couple hours surpassing his daily fix quota but he was feeling peculiarly dissatisfied. All of his games were played to the point of exhaustion – it was only fun when Mello was around even if his best friend kicked his ass every time. Matt wondered what Mello was doing right about then, probably studying… he thought. He looked around the dimly lit, garbage strewn room and pondered on whether or not he should clean it or wait until later. Thinking it was too much work at the moment he sat up and reached for his bag which was under a half empty pizza box. He had a stash of Belgian chocolates hidden for occasions when he needed to bribe Mello to come over and play, it was starting to eat away at his wallet. Matt's hand faltered; with the midterms coming up in a week there was no way Mello would agree to come over and play of all things. Studying to beat Near in school was Mello's first and foremost priority and Matt couldn't bring himself to get in the way of that. He sank back into the cushy chair and let his arms free fall away from his body. His left hand grazed something hard and metallic. Grabbing and holding it in front of his eyes he recognized the silver plating straight away, it was the binoculars he got for his 13th birthday.
A somewhat creepy thought entered his mind – what if he took a peek at his neighbors? His eyes shifted to the numerous lit squares in the distance. Matt lived in an apartment building that was in very close proximity to at least three other buildings (one which Mello lived in) – so close that he could kind of see inside their windows at times but even more clearly if he used the binoculars…
No, no I'm not some creepy pervert. Matt thought shaking his head. But then again how was this any different than his unconventional part time job of spying on people for money? Silver lining..? To hell with that, it shouldn't be too weird to spy on your best friend at the very least. With that last thought the brunette lifted his goggles to his forehead and positioned the device in front of his eyes.
He scanned the floors of the light brown apartment a corner street over where Mello lived and felt rather disappointed with the lack the of couples engaging in amorous activities near their windows. The most action he saw of was a fat middle aged man licking Cheetos off his fingertips in front of the TV, really where were all the exhibitionists? There was however a creepy old woman sitting silently for god knows how long in a blue lighted kitchen…Bingo, Matt recognized the green patterned curtain that hung loosely off center a couple windows over, Mello was in his room sitting at his desk just as he predicted. He watched as his friend studied cracking his neck and knuckles. Although nothing really exciting occurred, Matt continued to watch and decided to stop only if something happened that he could bust Mello on.
As night fell and darkness ensued, Matt could see more clearly into the distance. Matt had dozed off while watching Mello boringly study. If there was anything worse than studying itself it was watching someone else study. Mello's sleeping figure could be seen through the glass scopes. The corners of Matt's lips lifted unconsciously; Mello's usual frown was gone and in its place was a peaceful innocence he rarely got to see. The blonde haired boy looked like a mere child compared to his usual thuggish self. Matt continued to watch his friend fascinated by the details he seemed to miss when he was mere inches away whenever they hanged out. A yawn escaped his lips as he looked at the time. Reluctantly putting aside his binoculars, the redhead crawled under the covers looking forward to the next day.