Matt yawned loudly, earning himself a dissaproving look of Jessica,

"What?" Said Matt, his mouth still hanging open while stretching his arms in his chair.

Jessica rolled her eyes and continued painting her nails.

There was a moment of silence, Matt was the first to break it.

"I`m leaving," he announced.

Jessica again rolled her eyes. "You doing something tonight?"

"Yeah, playing games." he said while putting the paperwork in the shelf under the table.

"Freak."

"I didnt mean that, like, its just 11 p.m" she quickly added.

Matt sighed, and without replying to his collegue he walked out of the door, the fresh air did him good, he checked the sky as if he expected money to drop down of it every second now.

The soft ticking of his heels, his black boots quietly stepping on the floor to his car, Ford Fiesta 500, painted like his favourite colour;Red.

He yawned again when he heard a soft yet angry voice cursing at something or someone.

Mello`s very angry point of view:

Damn it. Won`t you go already? The blonde softly kicked on the black Honda 500, in the half hour outside he managed to angrly throw his helmet against a red car,curse uncontrolably and caused a old woman to come outside and threaten him that she WILL call the police.

"Crap...Just MOVE ALREADY!" he said in the hope that the motorbike sensed his anger and decided to listen to him.

The blue-eyed man was murmmuring angrily while he walked to the red car, sank on his knees, put his arms on it`s front and finally putting his head in the space between his arms.

"Need help?"

What the-! He boredly looked up from his position as he saw the receptionist from before...Matt was it?

"What the hell...how long have you been STANDING there?" Said the blonde angrily, it took him all he got to not point his gun to him the second he appeared in his sight.

"Enough to see that you suck in mechanicals" He pointed at the broken motorbike.

Why you...!

"What is YOUR problem?" Said Mello again.

"Nothing, need help?"

"No." Said Mello without any hesistation, no way was he going to admit to a man who wears godamn goggles.

"Doesnt look like it."

Mello looked like he could stranggle the young man.

Matt frowned and smiled, and sat on the red car. "You, know, this is my car."

"Oh," Somehow the idea of telling him that he smashed the helmet against it wasnt quite appealing.

"Are you in a rush to somewhere?" Matt asked.

Yes,as far away as possible from the mafia.

of course, Mello couldnt just SAY that, soo instead he nodded.

"Allow me to bring you to whatever suspicious place you must go to at this time of the evening." He got his keys out and started flicking it around his finger.

"..."

Matt yawned. "You fucked up my car, you owe me, ." He demanded and pointed at the Ford Fiesta door that was just slightly smashed in.

Damn...soo he noticed.

He was going to go the hotel but for one reason or the other he changed his mind, he could not stay in one place too much, and although Matt was a fairly frustrating man, he could probably provide the needed entertainment.

"Fine." He said.

Matt looked fairly surprised by this, despite everything, he went in the car and waited for the blonde to also go in.

"Are you going to drive or what?" Said Mello with his usual temper.

"Um, yeah, but you know, you look quite odd sitting in the chair like that, also you never told me where you have to be, or do you wish for me to kidnap you to my apartment?" He said boredly while he observed the man who was sitting with one foot on the edge of the chair and the other right infront of the glass.

Mello blinked, he was to busy being angry with the motorbike that he hardly had the chance to think WHERE he was going, they were in Los Angeles, shure there would be a place or two where he wouldnt look all too suspicious.

"Uhh, um...where do you live?" He suddenly asked.

Matt made a questioning face. "Honestly, its in the middle of nowhere, nothing interesting to do there, unless you want to buy crack from the corner-" He eyed the man for a second. "-Which wouldnt be all to surprising if you would."

Mello huffed and got his gun out. "Oh look, its the ilegal gun again!" Matt said, hardly treathend by the pistol.

"I`ll go out a few blocks before that alright? now move it."

Matt grinned and started the car,

Minutes passed, and passed, and were forever passing, for what seemed 20 hours Matt nor Mello exchanged word,the usual glance and they left it with that, finally, barely five minutes later when they were stuck in traffic Matt got out both his ligther and cigarette, gave the man next to him one more look, as if to ask him if he minded, and lit up the cigarette.

Matt sighed and looked out of the window, hardly realizing that blonde was moving to his side, Matt nearly tought that he was going to kiss him, alas, the blonde grabbed the cigarette between his fingers and flang it out of the open window, Matt blinked in surprise, amusement, and somewhat anger than he just threw out his last cigarette,

Because cigarettes aren`t cheap you know?

Especially if you live in L.A.

"You will die earlier." Mello assured him an went back to his regular position.

"...what the hell was that for?"

"You will die earlier." Mello said again.

Matt was about to respond, but the ringtone of his phone sank his words in a utter silence, surprisingly, it wasn`t a call, it was more like a missed message, voicemail.

Both the boys stared at the black phone, and Matt eventually flipped it open just to hear a beaming American girl`s voice coming out of it.

Kate...why is SHE calling? Matt tought.

"Oh, hey Matt? Yeah, its me, who? Kate, I had to call because, you know I was taking care of your mom when you`re out, um DUH-"

She paused.

Kate, Jessica, oh my. Mello tought, a mocking voice playing in his head.

"And er, your mother is in the hospital again, why? I dont know, probably an atack, she stood up and collapsed and,"

Again a pause.

"I am SO-SOO sorry Matt! Ohmigosh I feel so bad! I know you told me not to let her out of the wheelchair but she just looked soo sad, I HAD to!" Although her voice came from the machine, both Matt and Mello could hear the tears in her eyes, or atleast, thats what she WANTED it to sound like.

"And, um, yeah, that was it-" Her soo called "sorrow" has fallen in the black.

"See ya!" she finally beamed, and the "Beep" of the Nokia silenced her annoying yet sweet voice.

Mello stared at the man next to him, should he be sorry? Should he not bother him anymore? Should he belately kick his ass for mistaken him for a woman AND a junkie?

Somehow non of the above matched his character, and kicking his ass right now didnt seem very appealing, considering the fact that they are sitting in the car in stuck traffic.

Soo instead, he just sighed, and Matt sighed just a few seconds after his sigh.

His expression maintaining emotion-less, his hands on the wheel making a gesture that implied "I miss my cigarettes, fuck you for taking my cigarettes"

This was somewhat treathening to Mello. "Hey, are you okay?" he blurted before he could stuff the words back where the belonged.

Matt nodded and looked out of the open window, he opened his mouth to say something, but those did aswell fall in the black, again due to the idiotic "Beep" of the idiotic Nokia owned by the idiotic young man who idiotcly makes out with a girl at work and idioticly talks to his customer about Dora The Explorer.

The girl`s voice, Kate, spoke again.

"Oh Matty! I almost forgot-"

What`s with people calling him Matty? The hell... Mello wondered.

"-Well, I guess I did forget-" Girly giggles filled the car.

Finally she recovered from her I-am-actually-a-bitch-but-these-cute-girly-giggles-will-make-you-forget-about-that laugh and continued speaking.

"I am at the hospital right now, and I forgot the keys at your house, I know, how stupid can you get?"

Not much more...Mello again tought by himself.

"-Can you bring your mother`s legal documents? Oh, and the doctor, who besides, looks a hell lot like Johnny Depp-"

Matt`s mother has no more hope left if Johnny Depp is her doctor...

"Told me to tell you to bring your documents aswell, tonight, if possible." She said goodbye and another silence fell in the car, although, not for long.

"Hey, would you mind passing my house to get the documents?" Matt asked, looking slightly annoyed.

"Eh, no, I dont mind." Because what else could he say? And its not like he DID mind, the idea of being in Matt`s house was sligthly unconfortable yet somehow interesting and tempting.

Or something.

A/N Well, recently I have been making AMV`s and not writing, and I am not kidding when I say that my holiday days go like this-Make AMV,eat,Make AMV,eat,Shower,is forced to watch Dora or some other lame serie with sister,Make AMV, "sleep", when parents go to bed (around 3) get lap top and write till 6.

Oh and I wake up at 11.

o_o