Prologue
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The rain came down mercilessly, pounding upon the heads of the two boys to create a wet, tangled mess out of their hair. They stood in flawed silence, an occasional whisper drifting between the two males to earn a nod from the head it had reached. And as they stood together in that grim, dirtied alley, they planned their future with only whispered words and tired nods. A waft of smoke drifted upwards from a single cigarette, held in between the fingers of the magenta-haired boy. He took a long drag from it, only barely surprised that it had not yet been extinguished by the rain that poured down from the skies above.
"We'll need to find somewhere to stay." The blond one stated, holding out his hand to the other with fingers parted.
A nod from the boy with the purpled red hair as he extended his hand with the cigarette, allowing it to be taken away by the younger. "Somewhere with lots of plugs... We'll need them."
Another nod as he slowly sucked upon the cancer stick, taking its toxins into his lungs and then releasing a partial amount of the inhaled poison out with a sigh. "And somewhere that Near wouldn't be able to find us."
Just like with the statements before, it earned a nod from the elder. His hand extended out for the cigarette that he knew was coming whether or not if he asked for it or rejected it. It slipped in between his fingers and found its way up to his lips. He bit down lightly on it, thinking. "I think I know a place. It's a big apartment, perfect for investigating."
"... That would work." Mello said softly, holding his hand out for the fag. It passed from Matt to Mello, only to be extinguished by a large drop of rain on the way. Mello stared down at the lightly smoking stick in his palm, watching as it sizzled out completely from the rainwater. "..."
"Heh," Matt laughed softly, pushing his back off of the damp brick wall that he had been leaning on beside Mello. He stared down at the boy's palm before picking up the cigarette and crushing it into the wall. "An omen, perhaps."
"..." Mello watched as the crumpled joint fell down to the ground, landing in a pothole that had filled up with rainwater. He directed his blue eyes away from the ground and gazed upon the other, smirking faintly as he pulled his hood more tightly around his face. "Then we shall heed it and leave."
Matt flashed his boss a grin and pulled his goggles, which had orange-tinted lenses, down over his green eyes. "I'm always behind you when you want me to be, boss." His grin faded slightly as Mello looked over his shoulder at him, scolding the red-haired teenager. "Fine, I'll follow you." Mello seemed to be satisfied with this reply and turned around once more, walking forwards with his hands stuffed into his pockets, out of the alleyway. And, just as promised, Matt followed after him, smiling faintly to himself as he watched the younger walking in front of him. Even if you want me to go, I wouldn't be able to...
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