This was totally fucked up. I mean, who would ever think that this whole Kira case would eventually bring me to this situation? Haah, yea. Nobody. Because it's totally sick and twisted. Being forced to move in with Near from all of the people.. Gah. Not only did he enjoy manufacturing my death, but he made me look like some fucking stray dog whose death was horribly ridiculous and useless. Meaningless.
What is more he let me think for month, amazingly long fucking month, that Matt is dead. This thing.. I will never forgive him. Disdain which was born due to Wammy's rankings could one day fade away. It's true I could never consider him friend, however after our race after Kira I would possible slow down. But now.. I hate him and despise beyond world's understanding.
„Maatt.. I am sooo hell bored." In near future will surely regret saying this. Although while saying that I never felt I would. Mello's blond bands were much more like noon sun. No longer filled with orange gleam like it used to be back in old days. Gloved in black leather hand brushed them gently in a tender way. Gamer rolled his eyes waving on Mello as if he was disturbing fly. He was much more interested in a newest game than in his friend's complaint.
„Matt!" He sighted, pausing it. After all the sound in blond's voice gave him a clear hint that in second he will explode. And Matt really didn't want to experience more pain than possible. After all his chest was dark violet due to bullet's strength which hit him. Bulletproof vest didn't prevent pain even though he didn't die.
„You start behaving more like a some fucking child with each day babe." He tossed PSP on the sofa standing in front of Mells. He scanned his enraged face, eyes quickly sliding past the scar. Mello gained his point ages ago teaching even best friend not to stare onto deformed part of once beautiful, flawless face or else doing this would cause great sorrow.
„Let's go drinking." Matt suggested, shrugging lightly. He hoped this would cheer pmsing men up. They stayed here for so long; nobody could be sure when blonde would break. They simultaneously smirked. If Near found out about their plan he would surely stop them. For God's sake, they should be dead so how would he explain their attendance in some club..?
After few second camera recorded two men, one smiling deviously with fists shoved in pockets and another, swinging his hips like he didn't in months going out of stairway.
Near cursed. He specially chosen this fucking apartment to let them have fun inside building. So they would take their time without going out. He fought for it several months because hotel clearly declared unwillingness to change one whole floor and what is more the best floor as well as the roof into private apartments. But he was new L after all; he could do this. And he did. And now what? This two sons of a bitches run away!
„Oh, Mello.. I assume this is a war declaration." He stated calmly, reviving once more video tape to see blond and redhead again. He wouldn't let this pass. Not after he protected them, saved their lifes, hidden from Kira's eyes, entertained them, made sure they had enough best chocolate and newest games.. He considered them friends for god's sake.
„Near?"
„Yeah?"
„Maybe you want us to tail them? They couldn't go anywhere far, we are able to find them within few hours and.."
„No." He cut his subordinate. He himself will get Mello and Matt back so they would know that even if they run away he will always be able to catch them, no matter time and place.
„How long has it been since they left?"
„About eight hours." So now was five am. Not bad, not bad.. Considering they grow used to peace and sleeping in the night Mello would surely insist on booking in hotel to get some rest and then in the morning continue their escape. Then that meant he should check nearest hotels for newest guest and..
„Near! Look at this." He wanted to huff as Halle shook his arm to make him look on a screen, however he still kept his facade. Then his eyes grew millimeter larger as he saw certain red and blond couple going up the stairs, giggling along all the way.
„They came back!" Weeeell, that was unexpected. Though it didn't mean he would show this to everybody.
„Well, it looks like they did." He stated, suddenly curling white hair. What the hell were you planning Mello? What the hell were you thinking Matt?
„It looks like Mello is totally smashed." He looked at his own hand resting on his own knee. Good they came back, but..
„Is that a child?" WHAT? Near was dumbfounded here. Yeah, there was also a child guided by Matt. By the way- poor Matt. It looked like he wasn't as drunk as his friend so he had to support blonde and hold little's child hand. Blonde child. What the fuck was going on?
„Mattie.. It so fuc..agh.. fucking funny..hic.. And doncha think that hic.. kiddie here.. looks exactly like me..? Hiccup.. I could be his father!" Mello burst out laughing and loosing balance so Matt had to use all the strength which remained in him to prevent blonde from falling. It was so fucked up..
„But it wasn't enough of reason to take this child. What if his family will start a ruckus..?"
„Oh shut the fuck up...!" Suddenly he stand straight pointing his finger on little blonde."Look at his face!"
„What's with it?" Mello hiccuped again, glaring at redhead. Then he rolled his eyes as if what was he going to say was the most obvious thing in the world.
„These scars. Bruises. Can't you understand? You are so dense Matty.. hic.. He was abused and there is no way anybody would care if he disappeared." Mello suddenly leaned against redhead again wrapping hands around Matt's neck to rest a little.
„And how do you know this?" Mello was really smashed and even being a genius couldn't prevent him from blabbering while being drunk. That was why everything what he said now Matt believed only halfheartedly. He couldn't even believe himself that he listened to blonde and took child. But hey, drunk Mello pointing his gun at your head, gloved fingers shaking inches from the trigger and with this insane look in his icy eyes was really convincing.
„Just know.. Hic... Fuck, get going!" Suddenly his voice became cold and there was demand in it. He sighted and looked over a kid.
„Hey babe, sorry 'bout this. In the morning Mells will eventually come back to his senses and let you come back to your family. Don't be too scared, okay? We won't hurt you." He whispered everything so another man wouldn't hear him and get all pissed off again. Boy shook his head not looking up even once. Now Matt realized he didn't even got to see his face fully. Only chin and part of cheek covered in bruises which Mello pointed to him. Ah well, kid was surely too scared to look him in the face. Fuck.
„It's a crime Matt. I would expect this from Mello knowing his sick personality and wicked mind. And looking at his state.. I would completely expect this. But you Matt? I wouldn't ever consider you kidnapping a child." Matt looked angrily at white person standing at the end of corridor. He squeezed child's hand, tightening grip over Mello's waist as if guarding his belongings. There was no room for quarreling with Near now.
„Life is indeed surprising."
„Indeed."
„Would you open the door? As you can see my hands are occupied."
„With pleasure." He pushed Mello in first. He tripped over his own boots and fell on the ground with loud thud and muttered curse with those pale lips. Then Matt gently pushed boy to finally shut the door. However before he could Near placed hand on his shoulder.
„I would like to talk to you for a second if you don't mind."
„I do." He shook his hand away. Well, you cannot blame him for that. He felt guilty for this evening, this night. For getting Mello this drunk (yeah, it was Matt's fault), for taking child, even for escaping. That was why he didn't want to face Near now.
„Oh, I understand. Then have a good sleep." Then he stepped back looking above redhead shoulder on Mello and child and finally he went away. Matt sighted and looked over to Mello, who was now sitting in an armchair looking at child with blank face.
„Mells, you should.."
„Get out." Mello disturbed him, suddenly flicking his eyes on Matt. His glare was really powerful; terrifying and yet so tempting in the same time.
„Wha.."
„Go to your room Matt."
„And the child..?"
„He will stay with me."
„But you are.."
„Drunk. Yeah. So get your fucking ass outta here before I will shoot your fucking red head and spurt your brain and blood all over the place!" Matt only nodded and went out. You know, this wasn't threat. This was warning. Because Mello definitely would do this. Eve to his best friend if raged enough. There is only hope left that child will be alive next morning.
Well, Mello's God, you better save this child or else you are such a fucking fucker really.
"You scared, kid?" Child nodded his head, letting long fringe to hide his face. Mello kept silent for a few seconds only looking in attempt to understand himself. Why did he order Matt to get this child..? Ah, yeah.. These bruises. They looked so familiar..
"Come to me." He intended to sound more friendly, but his voice was as cold as always, eyes piercing and appearance as murderous as ever.
"Are you afraid?" Nod. "Of me." More hesitant, but still nod. "And maybe your.. family?" Nod. Anxious, damned nod. "Are you tired?"
"Yes." His voice was so soft. Mello's eyes grew bigger as faint smile danced on his lips. He got up then walked slowly to boy. And without asking for allowance he suddenly grabbed kid into his arms, lifting him without much effort. Well, good thing he started sobering. If not, he would most likely drop kid halfway. He headed to bed feeling boy stiffen in his arms.
"Hey babe, everything's okay now." He patted boy's head, brushing slightly his soft bangs. They felt as good as his own bangs, dammit. As small hands clenched on his leather vest, he lied down on bed, still holding boy.
"Sleep." He ordered, closing eyes. Now, he had to sober to think what to do next. He was almost drifting away as soft, fearful whisper tore into his subconsciousness.
"Goodnight."
Hope you liked this. I plan to develop this with one more, maybe two chapters. Depends on how much I will like this and how fast I will grew bored with this.
In next part will be surprise. Nasty surprise : )
Enjoy.
