AN: Yay! I'm pretty excited about this one and I have a TON of ideas for it so far. I'm really hoping I can make this one into something people like.
So the first chapter is pretty short, just Mello's intro but my computer is being screwy so I'll have to post more later.
Mello trudged through the front door of his apartment, throwing his keys on the coffee table and locking the door behind him. Looking around, he sighed heavily before kicking off his boots and wandering blearily into the kitchen. A late night at the office, as usual, and he was famished. There hadn't been time to go shopping so the best he could scrounge up was instant ramen in a cup. Again.
He didn't bother to sit down while he ate, knowing it would just be hard to stand up again. He'd fallen asleep in the kitchen chairs before and their hard, uncomfortable frames didn't make for a pleasant night's sleep.
Why he hadn't moved out of his shoddy apartment when he made more than enough to rent a nicer place closer to work? Oh yea, why waist money on a better place when there was no one to see… Ah well, he supposed that loneliness was the price to pay for doing well at work. An office job wasn't exciting in the least and bored him to death, but soon he'd be getting another promotion and could afford to take some time off. If he kept moving up, he would be able to retire young and not worry anymore, or at least that's what he told himself.
Shaking his head, the blond walked to his bedroom, taking off his uncomfortable suite in favor of black boxers to sleep in. Sometimes he wondered why he hadn't just gone back to the mafia. He was good at that to, and they paid well, as was shown by the money he still had left over. It was time well spent though because his old connections were what gave him the upper hand in his new occupation.
He tried to push thoughts of work out of his head and get some rest but it was impossible. The following day was going to be even longer because the boss had invited his division out for drinks. As a single man, he really couldn't refuse if he wanted that promotion in the next month. Sighing, he rolled over and closed his eyes, finally able to fall asleep.
Tomorrow is another day.