The Wammy Kids Vacation Ch.3 Day one of the lulz.
A/N: Uwa! Its been so long D: I'm sorry! I really ment to get writing on this a while ago, but I totally forgot where I was going with this. Anyways, I feel some changes have to be made.
First, Ages: Mello and Matt will still be 13, but…an old 13. Like 13 and a half. BB will now be 16, L, 18, and Near is 9. I know this really doesn't make sense. I think its just 'coz im older I feel like they should be to. Hell, you can make them any age you want, this just seems right to me. Lol.
Second, new beta: I have been given the awesome opportunity to have Poisonous Picasso as my beta. Freaking. Awesome. She's the author of the AMAZING story Have Red Hands a story that I adore. Oh yeah, she writes some DARK stuff, but damn is it awesome. Oh look, I'm fangirling. Aha, anyways, If you aren't familiar with her work, I highly recommend you acquaint yourself with it.
Third: I've never been on a plane. So I know I got things wrong.
Fourth: I didn't realize this was rated T. Ah, fail. I'm changing it to M for Mello's language.
Fifth: Who wants to keep hearing me talk? Not me. ONWARD TO THA' STORY!
When the plane finally landed in Flagstaff, there was not a happier soul than L.
*flashback*
B's head lolled against L's shoulder.
"So, the kid does sleep."
L, grateful for the peace and quiet, decided to let Beyond sleep there, despite the Anthropophobic* chills he was getting.
"You're a comfy pillow, Ryuzaki. Henh Henh." Beyond purred, and nuzzled against said man.
L growled** and shoved the boy away.
*later in flashback*
"Ryuzaki, I want to look out the window!"
It was an unfortunate occurrence, that L got the window seat, as Beyond, expressed an avid interest in the clouds. Ryuzaki leaned as far into his seat as possible, while Beyond leaned over him to peer out of the window.
"Dear Justice, please refrain from having this boy touch me again. Oh, good, he's moving he must be-"
"Augh!"
Beyond had turned his head, and bit L's neck.
Hard.
Although L could not deny the slight buzz of pleasure, he could also not ignore the sick feeling of having a person, near him.
Much less biting him.
"Beyond," L panted "Please, release my neck. Now."
The smirking boy pulled back and examined his work.
*end flashback*
"Fiiiiinally!" Mello exclaimed, running off of the plane.
"Drama Queen." Matt muttered, only to hear a very similar,
"Finally!" Emit from L, as he briskly made his way off the plane.
"Uh, er…nevermind?"
"Oh no, Mello is a drama queen, although he didn't have to sit next to HIM." L stated, eyes growing impossibly wide as he turned to see B with his hands in his pockets, grinning as he got off of the plane.
"Hey L! What's that on your neck?" Mello inquired in a rather large voice.
Ignoring the question a blushing L stomped far away from the group as Beyond's grin grew to a frightening width.
"Okay kids, gather 'round!" Roger commanded from the bottom of the plane stairs.
"Our hotel is a few miles away from here, were going to take one of Watari's busses there. I want all of you to organize yourselves into the groups you were assigned previously."
Group A contained the unfortunate mix of Mello, Matt, Near, BB, and Linda. Each group was supposed to be by order of intelligence, but Linda didn't fit in anywhere, and group A was the only one with four people; they were the top students at Wammy's.
"I will be in charge of group B," Watari announced.
"Roger will take group C, our other two chaperones have decided to combine their groups of D and F, and Molly, the secretary, will have group E."
"Sir," Roger began, "it seems as though group A has no chaperone."
"Ah, Yes, L! Would you come here please?" Watari summoned L to where group A was standing.
"L, you will be in charge of group A."
At this, L harshly bit the thumb he was happily chewing on, drawing blood. He grimaced at the taste, as it tasted nothing like sugar, and took it out of his mouth. No one caught the feral sparkle in B's eye.
"You are going to stay with your group for the remainder of the trip, and you must OBEY your chaperones. Now, let's board the bus."
A big white and silver tour bus pulled up with the words "Wammy" yet again, conspicuously, printed on the side.
"Sweet." Mello said, awed.
. - + ~ * * ~ + - . (Hotel 1) . - + ~ * * ~ + - .
"Children, get in your groups, you will be assigned rooms accordingly."
Mello grabbed L's arm.
"Im so glad YOU'RE our chaperone, Ryuzaki!" Mello gushed.
"Hnnh."
"Group A, Mello, Matt, Near, and B, you will be in room 216. Linda, you will room with the girls from group C. L, you have your own room, room 217, right next to your group."
As the other rooms were distributed, L wondered if he could trade with another chaperone for a room farther away from his group. Scanning the chaperones, L spotted one that looked easy to manipulate.
"Excuse me, Molly?"
"Yes, Ryuzaki?"
"I was wondering, if you would trade rooms with me. You see-"
"RYUZAKI! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TRADE ROOMS! YOU NEED TO BE NEAR YOUR ASSIGNED GROUP IN CASE THEY NEED YOU!" Roger raged.
L glared at the aging man, and turned away, stomping off to the stairs that would lead to the rooms.
"Wait, L, your suitcase!"
"It's okay, Roger, I'll take it to him." B offered.
"Thank you, B." Beyond nodded and headed up the stairs, L wasn't to far ahead.
"L, I-"
L turned with his mouth parted, to yell at the child that had followed him. B, who had no recollection of "personal space", was standing directly behind the man at this point. So when L whipped his head around, his open mouth collided with the corner of B's. L quickly jerked away from the grinning boy, a small trail of saliva between them. The boy smirked as L hastily wiped his mouth, and grabbed his bag as a horrible blush appeared on his face. He hurried into his room before the boy could comment. L slammed his door shut just as the rest of the group made their way up the stairs.
"I guess L wasn't very grateful, eh B?" Mello probed.
"L was very grateful." The-forever-grinning-boy replied, grinning widely, no less.
"..Okaaayyy."
"Children, please go put your bags in your rooms, then meet us back down in the lobby in 10 minutes." Roger announced before hurrying off to his room to avoid any further questioning.
"Who has our room card?" Mello demanded.
"I believe Matt has it." Near said softly.
"Shut up you sheep, I knew that." Mello spat, glaring at the boy.
Near retreated, his hand twisting in his hair.
"Where is that fucker?" Mello muttered, he remembered seeing a computer downstairs in the lobby.
"'Course." He stormed down the stairs to see Matt sitting happily in a chair, hogging the computer.
"Matt, get the hell over here!" The irritated blond yelled from the stairs.
"Waaaaaaaait, Mels, I'm checking my gaiaaa."
"Stop being a fag, and get the hell over here with the key!"
"Fuck you!"
Matt exclaimed and irritatedly logged off. He met Mello at the bottom of the stairs, with his arm out.
"Give me the keys."
He pinched Mello's extended arm and ran up the stairs.
"Ow! You dumb piece of fuck! That hurt!"
. - + ~ * * ~ + - . (Lobby) . - + ~ ** ~ + - .
"'Kay, We are going to Barnes and Noble." Roger announced dully.
"At 7'o clock? Why can't we just stay here?" Mello whined.
"Mello, I am in no mood."
. - + ~ * * ~ + - . (Book Store) . - + ~ * * ~ + - .
"Each of you children will get 20 dollars from your funds to spend here if you wish." Watari explained kindly.
"SWEET!" Mello yelled and ran over to the café section whilst screaming the word, 'chocolate.'
"THE MONEY IS TO BE SPENT ON BOOKS!" Roger screamed at him, until Watari placed a hand on the mans shoulder as if to say, 'let it go.'
"Any books you wish to buy must be approved by your chaperones. You kids may go now." Roger explained formally before heading off to search for bug books.
Beyond began to walk off to the 'True Crime' section when L grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"No, you need to stay with the group, B." Beyond grinned and bit L's arm.
"B, what the hell?" L screeched in a very un-L like fashion and pulled his now bleeding arm away.
"I'll be in the crime section, Ryuzaki." Beyond remarked, and walked away, licking his lips.
"Ugh, Matt, Near, Linda, you guys can-" L began, until realizing those kids had left as well.
"…*facepalm*" L shook his head and headed off to the café as well.
. - + ~ * * ~ + - . (Two Hours Later) . - + ~ * * ~ + - .
"Watari, when are we going?"
L asked in a voice that would have been considered whining if it were anyone besides the world's greatest detective.
"Right now, actually. Go collect your group, and view their book choices, if any." Watari handed L a hundred dollar bill.
"That should cover it."
"Mhmkay." L unenthusiastically headed off to find his group.
He found Near curled up on a chair, reading a book on quantum physics.
"Near, would you like to buy that?"
"No thank you L, is it time to go?"
"Yes, can you go find Mello and Matt for me. I'll find B, and Linda can find us. We'll meet at the children's center."
Near nodded and stood up to find the two boys. L headed off to the 'True Crime' section, to find Beyond hunched on a stool with a pile of books next to him. L sighed,
"B, you may buy 20 dollars worth of books, which ones do you want?" Said boy glanced up from the book in his lap.
"Hm? Oh. I'm done with these, I'd only like this one."
B closed the book and held it up for L to see. The title read Murder; You Can Do it in Three Easy Steps.
L grimaced,
"B, why do you wish to have that book?"
"Well, murder fascinates me, Ryuzaki." Uttered the boy, eyes flashing to the bite mark on L's neck, and the harsher one on his arm. He grinned.
"..Whatever B, how much is it?"
"16 dollars."
Rather than handing the boy the hundred, L handed Beyond a crumpled twenty from his pocket.
"I expect change."
"You say that as if you don't trust me." Beyond smiled, rather than grinned for once, and walked to the register.
L mumbled behind him, in a vain attempt the boy wouldn't hear him.
"Meet us back at the children's center."
"Whatever."
Beyond's blase nod, and tone of voice made anger well up inside L.
"I see why Roger hates his job. That man deserves a raise."
. - + ~ * * ~ + - . (Hotel) . - + ~ * * ~ + - .
"Children, with no back talk, head off to your rooms. Your bedtime is 10. No exceptions."
"Awwwww, mann-"
"SAVE IT MELLO!"
"Dude, come on, lets go before Roger kills you." Matt mumbled to the blond.
Matt grabbed Mello's wrist and dragged him up the stairs, Near and Beyond following close behind.
"Who has the card?"
"I do~!"
"Matt, that was unusually gay of you." Mello commented, eyes sparkling with humor.
Ignoring Mello's remark, Matt swiped the card, but the door stayed shut.
"The fuck?"
He tried again, but to no avail.***
"Ugh!"
Beyond rolled his eyes and stole the card from Matt. Swiping the card, and opening the door in one fell swoop. He turned and flicked the card at the gaping red-head, the corner of the plastic thumping lightly against his forehead.
"..Ow."
"I CALL SHARING A BED WITH MATT!" A screaming Mello claimed, happily jumping on the bed nearest to the window. Oblivious to a Roger screaming at him to 'pipe down'
"No homo, man."
"Aww~ Matty come cuddle."
Mello made kissy noises, and smirked at the slight dusting of pink across Matt's face.
"Bitch."
Beyond threw his stuff on the remaining bed and crawled on top, perching haphazardly on his luggage.
"Well Near, looks like you're my bedmate." ****
" 'kay." The frail boy agreed softly. Sitting at the foot of the bed, across from a crouching Beyond. Who-he realized with a slight scare-resembled a predator.
"Er, Near? You can sleep with us." Matt offered, despite Mello's hasty protests.
"Okay. Thank you Matt."
"Mattyyyyyy-"
"Oh shutup, he's tiny."
"Fine, whatever," Mello huffed, wrestling his way under the covers.
"Bro, your gunna sleep in leather?"
"No."
At that Mello promptly stripped down to his boxers, and threw his clothes at Matt. They smelled like chocolate, and fury. Pulling the pants off of his shoulder, Matt crawled into bad, next to Mello. Followed by Near. It wasn't as cozy as Matt would have hoped.
Mello cozied up to Matt and whispered in his ear,
"I'm going to fucking kill you."
Beyond flicked the lights off and crouched in his bed, cradling his new book, and a hotel packet of strawberry jam.
Near was already sound asleep, Mello, however was whispering death threats in Matt's ear. With a sigh, Matt accepted that he was going to get no sleep tonight.
A/N: Wow…It took me… two years to write this… fail.
* Anthropophobic basically means a fear of human contact.
**L growling? Yes. Please.
***This ALWAYS happens to meeee.
****Beyond, stop being a pedobear. Kthx
So, there it is, finally a new chapter. R+R, you guys are what motivates me to keep on writing! ~Also, if any of you are unaware, Boxxy has returned to the internets yet again.
