It was the fourth night in a row we had done this. It's always the same routine: go to the club around midnight, get drunk off our asses, and then go home and crash around three in the morning. Shit, I was actually getting tired of doing the same shit every night. It's not that it was a boring routine; it was damn exciting. But waking up with a hangover the size of fucking China was really starting to piss me off. Matt seemed fine with it, but then again, Matt was fine with pretty much anything. All he did was get up, make breakfast, and then retreat to his video game world.

I couldn't stand the monotony any longer; Matt and I were leaving the club early tonight and going on an adventure. I didn't even care where, I just had to do something other than listen to that god-awful club music and be surrounded by assholes who come to the club drunk just to get totally, black-out worthy smashed. What idiots. Not to say Matt and me don't go a little bit overboard sometimes and wake up not even remembering what went on the night before...hell that happened more times than I would care to remember.

"Mels are you coming or what?" Matt called from up ahead.

We were on our way to the club we had gone to the last four nights; Club Metrocyde. What the name meant was beyond me. The only reason we went there was because of-well two reasons actually. The first was that it was two blocks away from our apartment in LA, and the second was that the owner knew Matt and me and didn't give a damn if we drank. Legally speaking, Matt and I were both under 21 and couldn't legally drink, but hell, what hadn't Matt and I done?

I caught up with Matt who was a few yards ahead of me and grabbed his arm to stop him from entering the club. "Matt, let's skip the club tonight."

He had a puzzled look on his face. I could see him raising an eyebrow even through his orange-lensed goggles.

I smirked and suggested, "We did this same exact thing the last four nights. Let's do something else."

"So you don't like getting drunk off your ass with me and then waking up feeling like you got hit by a truck?" Matt asked hopefully. He looked disappointed that I suggested we change routines for tonight; was it really that much fun?

I rolled my eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh before sarcastically saying, "Getting totally wasted with you is the fucking best thing in the world Matt, even better than chocolate. Happy now? Let's just hang out outside the club tonight. There should be enough entertainment with all of the drunken assholes there."

"Sounds good. This way, I can play my DS without having to worry about some incoherent bastard either stealing it or breaking it." Matt ran ahead of me and planted himself on the curb outside of the club. Geez Matt, it's not a movie theater; nobody gives a damn if you sit there.

I didn't bother rushing to catch up with Matt because I knew that my seat would still be there if I took a detour to France. When I finally did reach Matt and sat down next to him, he was already busy clacking away at his Nintendo DS. Well, at least he was having fun.

What seemed like an hour went by and the only entertainment we had-well I had, was when a drunken man in his late 70's wandered out of the club and tried to seduce Matt in exchange for his DS. Matt apparently didn't find it as funny as I did though; he was about to beat the shit out the old man before I grabbed Matt's shoulders and pulled him back onto the curb.

Another hour went by and nothing else entertaining had happened. I was beginning to wonder if my idea was totally screwed up. This was my idea of fun? Argh! I would have had more fun in the damn club. I couldn't stand another minute of total boredom so I stood up and yanked Matt onto his feet.

"What the hell Mello? It's only two; we always stay out til three." Matt asked me disappointedly.

Ordinarily I would have stayed, but I was calling the shots tonight. "We're leaving early Matt."

Just as I managed to pry the godforsaken DS out of his hands, the back door of the club opened and a girl stumbled out, drunk as a motherfucking skunk. She looked about my age, maybe a little bit younger. Her blue-green eyes were blood-shot, her blonde hair looked like it had been combed with an egg beater, and she reeked of alcohol. What a moron; getting totally wasted and then just wandering around outside of a club filled with incoherent, horny guys willing to screw the first thing that walks by. Well, she's not my problem.

"Come on Matt." I grabbed his arm and tried to drag him away from the club but he refused. He actually resisted my insistence and stood there gawking at the stupid teenage girl that stumbled out of the club.

I let go of his arm and threw my hands up. I didn't feel like playing hero tonight and especially not to someone who got themselves in the position to where they need my rescuing. It seemed as if I was projecting my thoughts onto a goddamn billboard because as soon as I began walking away from Matt, three guys burst out of the club and immediately started harassing the girl. I rolled my eyes and began to walk away again expecting Matt to be right behind me. He wasn't.

He grabbed my arm and said, "Mels we can't just let them take advantage of her. Come on man."

"I am not a superhero Matt; I don't go around rescuing damsels in distress okay? We are going home, now!" If Matt didn't follow me this time, he was on his own. I would go back to the apartment and lock his ass outside if this was what he wanted to do.

Matt grabbed both of my shoulders firmly and looked me straight in the eyes. "Mello, if you don't help me get those guys off of her, then I will keep your damn chocolate bars locked in my bedroom again."

Now he was going too far. "Fine!" I said through my clenched teeth. "We'll save the stupid girl okay?"

Matt smiled in agreement and then he promptly took his DS back and slid it into the pocket of his jacket. I swear to god, that thing was like his baby or something. Sometimes I think he thinks that stupid little gaming device more than he even likes me. I shook my head at the idea of saving this girl but Matt was so adamant about it that I didn't really think I had a choice at this point.

I approached the group of three men that were three times my size-or should I say weight? Whatever it was, I assumed Matt was close behind me and ready to back me up.

"Hey, you. Why don't you go fuck with someone your own size? Oh wait, that isn't possible so how about you go fuck yourselves?" I smirked before whipping a chocolate bar out of my pocket and biting into it.

The three men backed away from the girl and lunged for me. "I'll teach you to say something like that again boy!" The largest of the men said as he reached for my throat. I was much too quick for them; they were totally intoxicated. But then again, I would have been quicker than them even if they were sober so either way, they were getting their asses beat.

I figured I could just sit back and watch Matt take on the first guy; I could handle the other two by myself. When Matt didn't take over like I had expected, I looked behind me only to find him sitting on the curb playing his DS again.

"Matt! Get your ass over here! This was your stupid idea in the first place." I shouted to him.

He looked up from his DS, saw the men practically running into each other trying to catch me, and he ran over to help. He nailed the first guy right in the jaw and sent him to the ground. The other two men's jaws nearly hit the pavement. They took one look at me and decided to hightail it out of there before I even had a chance to lay a finger on them, which was smart thinking really because I was rather bored and beating the shit out of them would have kept me fairly entertained for a while.

The girl that Matt was so insistent that I save was lying on the pavement bloody and unconscious. I shifted my gaze from her to Matt and back again. I knew what he was thinking and there was no way in hell that was going to happen. Matt knew that I knew exactly what he was thinking and decided to threaten my chocolate again. I was incredibly close to just saying 'screw it' and locking him out of the apartment tonight.

"Mello, do you really want her to just get killed or raped or whatever?" Matt was being persistent again; I could just as easily threaten his video games but what was the point?

I groaned and picked the girl up off of the pavement into my arms; she moaned a few times before falling back into unconsciousness again. I glared at Matt and said, "You wanted to rescue her so you can clean her up and you can sleep on the couch since you're giving her your bed."

"Fine with me. But she'll be wearing your clothes since you dress like a chick." Matt laughed and lit up a cigarette before running ahead of me to get to our apartment.

When I said I wanted an adventure, I didn't mean anything like this. I mean sure the girl was pretty cute and all, but that didn't mean I wanted her in my apartment wearing my clothes for god's sake. Matt...I am so getting you back for this.

A/N: I have been promising to get the first chapter of this out soon and here it is! I hope you all enjoy it and I think it should be interesting to read a story about Matt's twin sister (not identical remember) through Mello's point of view. If you want to read more about Raine Jeevas, the girl who Mello and Matt saved from behind the club, read my story called Sue vs NonSue OCs for a full back story on her.

I hope you all enjoy it and please review and tell me your thoughts! How were my portrayals of Mello and Matt? I worry that I either made Mello too much of a badass or not enough of one. Mello's attitude is why this story took so long to write because of his overuse of curse words XD

Haha anyway, thank you for reading!