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Sympathy for the Devil
Matt's phone, PSP, Gameboy, and two laptops were all confiscated before they set off for the Angel's base. Mello rode his motorcycle, Matt was cooped up with some thug in an Audi, and the gamer's car was driven by another one of Mello's mafia members. Of course the man was given proper warning before Matt even thought about giving up his keys.
"If I see any difference in the state of my car, so much as a scuff mark, I'll shoot your ears off, chop off you dick and shove it down your throat." He gave the wide-eyed man a sweet small before dropping the keys in his hand. Mello had bit his lip to hold back a laugh.
When they got close to the base Matt was blindfolded—which was really unnecessary since he knew the place inside and out already from all the research Alex had commanded him to do. They didn't need to know that though.
Relying on his other senses to identify his surrounding he noted the smell of alcohol, the rumble of motorcycles (not a purr like Mello's, so they were probably Harleys), and the crunch of gravel underfoot. They had been near Tremont when he had been blindfolded so he was fairly sure they had reached the base.
What confirmed this was the gravel that crunched and shifted under his boots. He knew that there was gravel near the side entrance of the base. From there they walked up two flights of stairs, while Matt formed his mental map. If the map was accurate they would be reaching the main gathering room in a couple of yards.
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
Mello watched the hacker out of the corner of his eye as they reached the room where Rod would be waiting. For some reason he was having a hard time connecting the hacker with the dancer from the club the first time they had met.
He knew of course that they were the same person. Matt was the dancer who had given him a blowjob, as well as a hacker who had helped them out with the elimination of the Disciples. That part still puzzled the blonde. Why would Matt help kill off his friends?
Brushing the thoughts to the side Mello opened the door and walked to his usual seat on the couch, grabbing a chocolate bar that he kept on the table not a foot away.
Rod was leaning against a wall, arms folded and waiting for his report, but first things first, Mello had to eat his chocolate. Anyone else and they would have been shot for making the man wait, but he made an exception for the blonde.
Instead he turned to the other men that had gone with Mello, all of whom had lived except three, which had been shot. He raised an eyebrow at the blindfolded man stuck between Jeff and Mike.
"Who's this?"
Mello looked over toward Matt and eyed him up and down before biting off another piece of chocolate.
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
"His name's Matt." Matt heard from who he guessed was Mello.
"Really?" There was the deep voice again, this time closer. He felt a hand reach up and grab his blindfold and closed his eyes before it was removed. The hacker to adjust to the light, which was a lot easier considering his goggles acted like replacement sunglasses.
Matt smiled at Rod Ross, whose real name was Dwhite Gordon by the way, and grinned. "Hiya,"
Rod looked back at Mello. "Where'd you get this kid?"
"He helped with the mission so I decided to introduce him. Plus he's a hacker."
"I also happen to be Mello's new sex buddy." Matt said, causing Mello to freeze, chocolate half-way to his mouth.
"The fuck?" he asked sharply glaring at Matt who seemed to not care that almost every person in the room now either wanted to hit him or shoot him.
"No Mells, you fuck." Matt said in a dead serious tone. Suddenly Ross began to laugh, a sharp bark that caused everyone to jump.
"Seems like you finally found someone that could leave you speechless." Rod told Mello. Mello glared even harder at Matt who simply blinked at his once, innocently.
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
Matt was sitting on a couch in a dingy little apartment near Clinton Street. Apparently it was Mello's apartment, which Rod had ordered the blonde allow him to stay in. Mello hadn't been too happy; in fact he'd offered to shoot Matt to get him out of their—his—hair.
Rod had denied the request though, his reasoning for putting them together being this: Matt could be a valuable asset to them, he was from a rival gang and therefore untrustworthy despite any help he had provided earlier, Mello had brought him here so he was responsible, and to seal the deal, Rod didn't trust anyone else to be able to keep hacker in line as well as watch him for any signs of deceptiveness.
So for once Mello had to grit his teeth and shut up.
It was just added fun to Matt, as he honestly didn't care who he was stuck with as a babysitter since he had been given his phone, games, laptops and car back after each item had been checked. He had already moved the trackers that they had placed on the devices. (How stupid did they think he was?)
Mello walked from the bathroom in black t-shirt and pants. "Hey you." He called to Matt while taking a chocolate bar from the fridge.
"I'm going to assume you're talking to me." Matt replied, his voice muffled in the cushions of the couch he was splayed across.
You know what they say about assuming.
"Who else would I be talking to?" Mello asked and Matt shrugged.
"A cockroach? I'm sure there are a couple hundred in this dump."
"Hmmm I haven't noticed any."
"And when exactly are you ever here?" Matt muttered.
"Not often, so I'm setting up some rules for you staying here. Number one, do not touch my chocolate unless you want to die. Don't go in my room—you can sleep on the couch. Pick up after yourself and don't rummage through anything that's not yours."
Matt snorted. "Is that all?"
Mello just glared at him.
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
Two Weeks Later
"You look like a girl with your hair tied up like that."
The comment was flippant, said into the empty air and expecting no response. It got one anyways.
"Excuse me?" Mello said whipping his head around to face Matt, who was sitting on the couch playing Super Mario Bros. They had been room-mates for around a month now and the blonde had quickly learned to ignore Matt unless he needed something. Like the files of another Mafia branch, or the security key to the US Government's Weapons Research database.
"You look like a girl when your hair is in a ponytail." Yep Mello had heard him right.
Before the gamer could even turn his head the remote was shot from his hands, the bullet whispering just past his shoulder, and Mello pistol whipped him.
Matt fell to the ground and sat up, rubbing his reddening cheek. "What the hell are you getting upset about?"
Mello gun was pointed at him as the blonde stalked closer, eyes screaming murder.
"You called me a girl, you stupid fuck?" he snapped
"No I said you looked like a girl." Was the reply before Matt yelped as a bullet punched into the floor beside his head. Luckily they were on the ground floor.
"You're insane." The gamer said and kicked Mello's feet out from under him. The blonde landed on his ass with a thud. Matt punched him in the jaw. "That's for my controller."
"You piece of shit!" Mello yelled before lunging at Matt, punching and kicking. The gamer blocked most of the hits but that didn't stop Mello from grinning with joy whenever one connected.
By the time the blonde calmed down he was strattling Matt while the gamer glared with dark blue eyes. His goggles had been knocked off during their fight, bouncing across the carpeted floor until they thunked into the wall.
"Get off of me, you psycho." Matt snapped but Mello stayed put.
"You fucking started it." Mello said and unintentionally wiggled his hips. Matt gasped.
"And I'm finishing it, now get off." Matt voice was sharp but Mello had noticed the gasp from earlier. Shifting his hips intentionally this time he smirked at the hardness he felt against his ass.
"Getting excited are we?" Mello asked, voice low and husky. Matt flushed and tried to push Mello off but the blonde grabbed his wrists and pushed them back down above Matt's head.
He leaned down and licked the gamer's neck. "You sure you want me to get off?"
"Yes!" Suddenly Mello was once again on his ass as the bathroom door slammed shut behind a trembling Matt.
Mello looked at the door confused.
What just happened?
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, baby guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
This whole chapter feels like a piece of crap to me but it was necessary in some unfathomable way.
Tell me what you think?
