Um, it's short and lots of dialogue, so yeah sorry. It kinda sorta sheds some light on Mello's background though. Enjoy

Kat

-Mello-

I stood in the corner allowing myself to see both the windows and the door. Mail, or Matt, just stared at me.

"Um do you mind?"

"Nope not at all, by all means change."

"Then turn around!" He was beginning to match his hair by this point. I smirked.

"Nope, need to see the doors and windows at all times. You changing or do you need help?" I leaned against the wall drawling sarcastically. Although I wouldn't object if he did…

"Just turn around."

"No."

He crossed his arms and glared stubbornly at me. Sorry kid wasn't going to work. I smirked leaning against the wall. Finally discomfort won and he started to change. Sweet victory. Much to my surprise (and delight) the nerdy little prince had a rather nice body; one that, if I had any say about it, would one day be under mine. Once changed (mmm skinny jeans) I expected to be asked to go somewhere with him, but to my dismay he sat in front of a TV loading up a game.

"Don't you want to get out of here?"

"Nope."

"…"

That's not going to work. I dug through his closet tossing him a different outfit.

"Change into that. We're going out."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

Now we were in a stare-down. He held out longer than most but eventually my icy glare won.

"Now where are we going?"

He looked a bit worried at my evil grin. "You just turned eight-teen and have yet to make a magazine cover. Time for you to live a little."

He paled. "And why did my parents hire you again?"

I laughed. That was a dumb question. "Because I'm the best in the world."

He scoffed. "The whole world? I doubt that, and best at what?"

I crossed the room running a hand down his chest purring in his ear. "Sex and shooting. And when I saw someone as sexy as you needed a guard how could I say no?"

He jerked away. "Don't touch me!"

"I like them spirited. Makes it more fun."

"How the hell you get passed background checks?"

"I know people."

I scoffed as his look. "I'm not going to rape you. "

"Says you."

He opened his mouth to say more but I cut him off with a "shh."

"don't shh me!" rolling my eyes I covered his mouth before my eyes widened and I shoved him to the ground covering his body with my own as the window shattered and sounds of gunshots filled the room. Once it was over I sat up giving him a quick field exam. He was ok.

"You're bleeding."

"But you're not and that was the point. Told you I was the best."

He was shivering and going into shock. I wrapped a blanket around him and pulled a sugary drink from his mini-fridge "Drink this."

"What was that?"

"You're of age and next in line for the throne. I would say that was an assassination attempt."

He just gave me a mournful look "Another reason I don't go out."

"Well you can't stay here. Pack one bag. The head of security is telling your parents. We will be out of here in twenty."

"but…"

I gave him no room to argue tossing a duffle bag at him.

"Wait…but…how did you learn all this? You can't be older than I am?"

"I'm not. My father was military. I passed special ops training but was discharged for disorderly conduct. Now move."

"By eighteen? "

"I tested in as seventeen. My father has a lot of power."

Matt just gave me a bewildered look.

"But how?..."

"The name Keehl mean anything to you?"

"That's your family?"

And so it begins.