Anime/manga: Death Note
Pairing: AizaMatsu (hey, dont knock it til you read it!)
rating: M for mature moment. oh, and aizawa's language.
WARNING: if you do not like the pairing, do not click!
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Day after day, everyone in task force headquarters wondered if Matsuda was just becoming more stupid and dumb as the days went by. With every time Matsuda screwed up on something big, the reprimanding was either on L, soichiro, or Aizawas shoulders- though mostly the latter dealt the most-. they never DID wonder how Matsuda was ever punished~ ((ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK!)) -k yah it is-_-
\ The task force was having yet another one of those days where nothing was being completed, and no new ideas were formed ((there had not been many of these kinds of days, only three at the most, and Not in a row)) but nevertheless, whenever it was like this, Aizawa couldn't help but to feel like it was a mistake coming back to work for the task force. Then again, it was a mistake to leave, too.
He sighed, looking around at the room which most of the members of the KTF were currently in, looking closesly at the monitors just like how L was doing. Aizawa quirked an eyebrow as he noticed that the youngest of the team was gone...
Ah well, thought Aizawa, he was probably just on a bathroombreak or something. He turned his head and tried to focus on the screen that light and L and yagami were currently watvhing carefully, but he had other things on his mind. He has for a wile, actaully, and the only other person who knew about them was Matsuda, and maybe L could have guessed, but just didnt seem to care.
His wife had taken his daughter with her and left him, even though he left the task force for her in the first place. He was fairly depressed for a good two weeks or so, but Matsuda had been the one to force him out of his house and come along with him to a few late night bars in town. It was fun, even Aizawa couldnt help but to laugh sometimes....He never really did give that guy enough credit.
He glanced back and focused as Soichiro pointed out some more data that the three genius' have gathered. Everyone else was average, and below that was misa amane, and---
*SLAM!* "TOTO MATSUI IS HEEEERRRREEEE~~~!!!!!"
Aizawa (and practically everyone except L) sweatdropped as they looked over to see Matsuda, clearly stumbling over his own feet as he came into the room. Aizawa wondered how he managed to get in looking like that. Aizawa could faintly hear L asking this same question to watari, who muttered back something or other like 'i thought he was beaten up'.
Just then Matsuda stumbled and tripped right over the small coffee table with a crash,"ugh..yeah, thats how he's been getting beaten up all night",grumbled Aizawa, while L said calmly,"we should send him home immediatly before he breaks somethi-"
practically barked at Matsuda , yelling as he asked why Matsuda apparantly thought it was a good idea to show up to work drunk and was about to walk over to him, when Aizawa put out his arm out in front of him.
"I got it, I got it..",aizawa looked in between the three, and nodded. They looked back at Matsuda one more time before they sighed and returned back to whatever the Hell they were talking bout beforehand. He walked over to where Matsuda was currently layed, not looking like thay were making any plans to get up off the floor. Aizawa sighed, leaning downwards and hooking his arms around the younger mans shoulders to try and get him to stand up on his own, with no prevail. Matsuda just found his lack of ability to stand up hilarious, and sniggered, and would have collapsed again, if his arm wasnt draped across Aizawa's shoulders at the time.
Aizawa groaned at the strong scent of alchohol coming from Matsuda's clothing, and at how stupid he was being at the moment. He led him out of the main art of the task force, and heard misa start giggling as the doors closed,"kyaaa! Dont hit me, Aizawa-chaaan~!",he mock screamed as they walked further down the hallway, and couldnt resist laughing again as he hugged him closer.
"what?-will you shut the hell up?!",Aizawa repremanded , pushing them away from him, but still keeping their arm on their shoulder so that they wouldnt fall over. Matsuda just continued sniggering, pretty much the whole way out of the building and to Aizawa's car.
As Aizawa started the car up, matsuda buckled up clumsily, and then flicked on the radio. Everything was fine until a face paced drumming started on the speakers, and Aizawa widened his eyes as matsuda screamed,"CALL ME~!!!!! zOMG! I LOVE THIS SONG!!!!"
After he regained control of the car, ignoring the honking of the car behind him, he scowled. Matsuda was singing to his right in the passanger seat, oblivious to the almost crash that just occured. "CALLME! call me- MY LOoOoOve, CALL ME, CALL ME,call me~ ANYTIME!!!!!~",matsuda sang horribly, dancing around in his seat. Aizawa was amazed a grown man could be happily singing to this like Matsuda was doing now. "Ugh, shut up matsuda!",he turned off the radio.
Matsuda pouted, leaning over and getting way, way, too close in Aizawa's personal space,"please..?",he asked, somehow able to pull off the puppy-dog look, even in his drunken stupor. Matsudas breathe was softly brushng on Aizawa's cheek, makingg him unwillingly redden.
"hell no",Aizawa stated firmly, trying to ignore them, but that was pretty hard to do when they were only an inch away from his face. Matsuda repeated,"awww~ Aizawa~ I just wanna listen to it! I promise not to sing!",he was going to reach over and flick the radio back on, but just then Aizawa had to swerve out of the way of the car that had just been honking at them only a few short minutes ago,"DAMN--"
Aizawa would have pursuited the car that had made him sweve, if not for Matsuda accidentally losing his balance, and in their clumsiness, rush to not fall over making his hand land right on Aizawa's thigh. He gasped at the touch and Matsuda realized his mistake and quickly sat back down properly in his seat,"gah! Whoopssie!",he blushed, looking away.
if he hadnt known better, Aizawa woud have thought that bastard was smiling.
After only a few seconds of quietness, the radio was turned back on, and Matsuda cheered, and Aizawa sighed. At least it was batter than awkward silence, or the voice in his head asking himself,'what was that..?'.
Matsuda was laughing his ass off over nothing as the song ended, along with their singing."wait, your house was on the next block, wasn't it?",Aizawa asked them, looking between the road and his friend. "aya!",Matsuda nodded, his blush showing on his face as he answered. Aizawa nodded,"Alright...",and turned down the road, his mind fighting to stay off the topic of Matsuda. He knew that he had swerved, but he swore that the car didnt turn that much, did it? He glanced at Matduda ever few soconds as he asked himself this. 'did they...no. They didnt do that on purpose...why would i even think that?', and soon he was pulling up into the driveway, and as he opened the door and had to help Matsuda firgure out his own keys, he wondered,'if it was.....on purpose...was it just a drunk moment..?'
Matsuda had one hand on the wall at all times as he walked into the house bafore grabbing Aizawa's shoulder and saying loudly,"kyaaaaa~ whys the porch all spinny?", making Aizawa sigh,"No more drinky on work nights for you..",he put his arm around their shoulder as well, and Aizawa hoped to god that they were blushing because of the booze and not other reasons.
He walked over into Matsuda's living room, and they giggled, as both their hands were around Aizawa's neck, making them sweatdrop and quickly shove them onto the couch,"There. Get some sleep. No drinking before workdays",he scolded them, his pissed-off nature taking over again."ahww. but-",he pouted,"I only had two beers last night."
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A/N:(bwahahaha, for i am evil. Am i crazy for shipping these two, or did ANYONE ELSE think of this? Am i crazy? oh yeah, and comments are crunchy. please type one^^?)