A/N: okay so this is my first real attempt at Death Note fanfiction (well that's not entirely true, it's just the first one I decided to post). I got a little excited when I finished the first bit and decided to post it in an attempt to keep me motivated to keep going.
What you need to know: This will most likely be a Matt/Mello fic, I just love them, and it will in fact have a plot- how good this plot is will be put to the test, but it will have one. It's sort of canon compliant, I mean it's set in that little time frame between New York and Takada's kidnapping...But I might have to hack that time frame to make it longer so the story will work, so it's supposed to work with canon, but I may get carried away. It happens. At any rate, I hope you enjoy my prologue, I'll be posting chapter 1 as soon as I can.
Sir Also Appearing In This Fic: Near, Halle, Rester, Gevanni...um...random other cannon folk, ones I have to think of.
Disclaimer: I do not own "Death Note", if I did, Mello and Matt would not have died...and neither would L. I also don't own "A Haunting" which this sort of happens to share a name with...
A Haunting
Matt flicks open his lighter for the cigarette between his lips.
"Don't you dare." Mello says from his place on the couch. His eyes are closed, but Matt supposes he hasn't waited long enough for him to be asleep. It seemed long enough though, maybe Mello has insomnia, he thinks.
"Oh come on, you're not gonna make me go outside are you?" Matt asks. He's way too lazy to go all the way downstairs just for a smoke.
"You're not smoking in here." Mello says firmly. Matt sighs, there's no point in arguing with the blonde- Mello always gets his way. But damn it, he needs a smoke! Time to try Plan B.
"How about if I open the window?" Matt asks. He turns away from the light of his laptop to the dark of the room behind him.
"No."
"How about if I lean out the window?" Matt asks.
"...Fine." Mello concedes. Matt supposes it is probably so that he will stop complaining and the blonde can sleep, but he'll take any small victory.
"Awesome." Matt says. He makes his way over to the window and opens it. He sits up on the sill with one leg, and leans out, finally getting to light the cigarette. The Japanese city below them is very quiet, Matt isn't surprised, considering the time. He and Mello have been working in shifts, Mello works all day and Matt works all night. Only they have yet to accomplish anything major. And Mello had been late getting home that day, as a result he wasn't going to be getting enough sleep, which meant Matt would suffer.
"Just remember: when you smoke in here, not only are you killing yourself- you're also killing me." Mello says. "And, you're killing me faster."
It's just like Mello to bring himself into it, but he has a point.
"Technically, I'm killing me twice as fast as you." Matt grumbles. "I'm getting first and second-hand smoke, you're just getting the second-hand." He takes a long drag of his cigarette.
"Whatever. Point is, you're killing us both. Try to think of me too, Matt." Mello says. But Matt can tell he's half-joking this time by the way his voice lifts on Matt's name.
"Don't need to worry about you, Mello, lack of sleep and all that chocolate are driving you to an early grave, I'm just trying to keep up." Matt jokes.
"Fuck off." Mello grumbles, digging himself further under the blankets and into the couch. The couch. Their current place is a shit-hole, it only has one bedroom (if it can be called that) and it is full of computers and all the things they can stuff in there. They don't have a bed anyway, so they sleep on the couch- another reason they sleep in shifts, the couch is not a pull-out couch, it will only fit one person. If he'd known that this was what he had to look forward to in Japan, Matt would have told Mello 'No way, Jose'...And then followed him anyway, but he wouldn't have been happy about it. Matt chuckles.
"Night Mells." Matt says, enjoying his (well-earned) cigarette.
"Night Mattykins." Mello retorts.
"Ever call me that again and I will stuff a lit cigarette up your ass." Matt says. He flicks at the cigarette to emphasize his point, even though Mello can't see it.
"Bet you'd like that." Mello says.
"Not as much as you would." Matt says, he'd been expecting Mello to say something like that and is rather proud of himself for his comeback. Mello chuckles and Matt feels himself grinning around his cigarette in response.
"Night Matt. Oh, do me a favour, huh, close the window when you're done and call that place tomorrow." Mello says. Matt can actually hear him stifling a yawn, though he can't really see him from the window. 'That place' happens to be a house. It was Matt's job to find them a better place, and he's found one, an actual house that is both affordable and in the right area. He found it listed online earlier that day, and tomorrow he will call the house, which means he will lose sleep, but if it makes Mello happy- or at least less of a bitch- then he will do it.
"That's two favours, Mel.-" He starts.
"Fuck, I'm tired." Mello cuts him off. It works both as an explanation for his mad math skills and as a way to let Matt know the conversation is done before Mello gets pissed.
"Okay. Will do. Good night Mells." Matt sighs.
"Mmph. Night."
Okay, so it's a little short, but I wanted to post it as motivation and hopefully as a way to let people know how I will be writing the characters. I'll be trying to stay in-character, but I'm only human, luckily Matt gives me a lot of room for my own interpretation... Reviews are appreciated!
Thanks for reading!
