Mello walked down the hall to the elevator.

"Chocolate, chocolate, bitch won't buy me chocolate..." He sang to himself, stepping into the tiny box.

"Wait! Hold it open!" Somebody shouted, running down the hall. Mello shrugged and pressed the button with the two triangles pressing outwards. The man ran in, then stared at Mello. "Wait a minute... your..."

"Kira!"

"Mello!"

"Fuck."

"I don't have my phone on me... dammit." Light muttered, looking in his pockets.

"I don't have my gun either. Seeing as I'm going shopping, I really should've brought it." Mello mused. "So, um..."

"You killed my father."

"Yeah... well... technically, that wasn't my doing, so..."

"You kidnapped my sister and killed my father."

"Yeah, how is your sister?"

"Traumatized."

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"I'm sorry to hear that. She was actually kind of cute. If I weren't gay or with someone, I might've used that to my advantage."

"What."

"I'm gay."

"We all knew that, but what are you saying about my sister?" Light shouted, looking to be kind of pissed off now, to Mello.

"I dunno. Done something..." Mello shrugged. "But I really couldn't care less about girls, so you have no need to worry." He reassured the killer, zipping up his jacket.

"You killed my father and kidnapped my sister."

"Actually, it was the other way around."

"I hate you."

"I hate you too."

"What next, are you gonna rape my mother?"

"I'd be more likely to rape you than your mother." Mello took off his jacket again. "So you don't have to worry."

"Right. I'm so reassured right now."

"Actually, it'd be convenient seeing as we're trapped in an elevator together."

"Please don't."

"I have a boyfriend, he'd get pissed anyway. Like that one time with Near..."

"Do I want to know?"

"Do you?"

"No."

"We haven't changed floors in a while now." Mello observed, looking at the screen. "Are we stuck?"

"Stuck? We can't be-"

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"Got any chocolate?" Mello growled.

"What?"

"I said, got any chocolate?"

"I heard you."

"Well?"

"Sorry, no."

"I need chocolate."

"Or what?"

"Or I kill people."

"You don't have your gun."

"I have teeth and a jacket and nails."

"We have fixed the problem, but the elevator must go back down to floor one. We are sorry for any inconvenience." The voice came back again.

"Are you kidding?" Light groaned. The doors opened, and a normal man walked in.

"I will rape and eat your babies." Mello snarled.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" The man turned around, staring at a blonde person in all leather. Light stared at Mello.

"I said, I kill Nate and need more gay miis." Mello clarified.

"That makes even less sense."

"Nate River..."

"Who?"

"Nevermind. KIRA!" Mello pointed at Light. "You brought your phone, didn't you?" He whispered to the other man.

"Kidnapper! Murderer! Mob leader!"

"Huh?"

Mello frowned. "You killed, like, thousands of people."

"100,000,000 in five more."

"Oh congratulations."

"Thanks."

The man stared at them. "Police! Police help I'm trapped in an elevator with Kira and a mafia leader! Heeeeeeellllllpppppppp!"

"You might want to actually call them."

"Oh."

"You're welcome." Mello grinned, then jumped through the trapdoor at the top of the elevator.


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