"Wait a second, could you please enlighten me even more on what your plan is!" Gevanni exclaimed as I pranced around the hotel room in nothing, but my towel. He was on the bed surfing through TV channels. Since we had a connection to Mello it was a waste of time to continue to search for him. This only meant that the games were just beginning; as well as the adventure. I stopped in front of him and shook my wet hair at him; laughing softly.
"My dear Gevanni," I began. I pulled my hair into a hight ponytail and sat on my bed. "It's a game." I said.
"So, you and Matt are going to be playing a game? Wait, excuse me, time out! How is this helping you find Mello?" I smirked and swung my feet.
"Because my dear fellow friend, if I keep my mouth shut for five days, then Matt will take me to see Mello. Oh yeah, and you're not allowed to follow me. No wires, no tiny cameras, no nothing." I told him. Gevanni looked at me with stern eyes. "What?" I asked. "Is my towel slipping?" I giggled.
"What?" His face became pink.
"I'm joking you pervert. Gosh, you seemed more mature than that." I said laying back on the bed.
"Look, as the older figure in this couple here, I'm responsible for you. Maybe I'm not your father, brother, or guardian but I'm looking out for you. I don't want these guys to do anything bad to you. I gave Near my word and I'm keeping it. I won't follow you, but you must swear you'll be allowed to use your cell phone." I sat up and looked at the 25 year old. I cocked my head to the side. I felt the tiniest smile come across my face.
"Awe, you're so cute!" I giggled.
"Uh…well…uhm…yeah thanks…"He seemed to be surprised at what I said.
"You're cute in a puppy dog way!" I pranced back into the bathroom looking at myself; making sure I had no blemishes.
"Honestly," he began. "When Near told me I was going to be following you around, I thought you were going to be some stuck up teenager. You're actually not that bad." Gevanni said. I walked out of the bathroom and looked at him. "What? It's the truth!"
"Yeah…I know…" I said.
"Perhaps if you were a few years older…" he paused. "I'd date you." I stopped in mid walk.
"Say what?" He chuckled.
"Yup, but you're a mere nineteen years old. Sorry sweetie." He patted my wet head and I groaned. Yeah, Gevanni wasn't bad or anything, and I do admit he was rather sexy. Okay, Gevanni was sexy. It was hard enough having Matt think I was attractive, and being in love with Mello.
"Way to rub it in my face. Two can play at that game." I whispered under my breath. "If you were slightly younger, perhaps I would've considered you a date." I snickered. "Unfortunately, you're too old for me though. I can see it's tearing you up inside." I grabbed a pair of baggy sweat pants and a crop top. "If there is one thing daddy taught, he taught me to be careful with men." Before I closed the door I realized I was missing two very important articles of clothing. I popped my head back out and Gevanni was standing there with his shirt off. Should I ask? Yeah go ahead ask, what's the harm? Uh I don't know he's a guy. JUST ASK! Okay okay, my word shut up brain. "Gevanni!" I hollered. "Can you be a sweetie and pass me a pair of panties and a bra."
"Uh…"he looked like a deer in headlights. "Ar…Are you serious?"
"Yup, I don't want to have to come back out there. Please just find me a pair of clean panties and a bra." I begged. He opened the top drawer and as he looked for them he kept glancing at me.
"Do…D'you want them to match?" he swallowed rather hard.
"Sure why not." I said waiting for him to hand them over to me. He gave me a light pink, lacy thong, and a lacy light pink bra.
"H-Here." He said.
"I sense you're not used to touching girls panties and bras."
"Oh hush up! I've touched plenty of girls panties and bras." He said. I scrunched my face.
"Thanks for that information. I did NOT need to know that." I snatched them from his hand and closed the bathroom door. I threw the towel on the ground and slipped on my panties and bra. I looked at myself in the mirror;yes I was checking myself out.
"You still haven't told me what you're doing today." Before I had the chance to answer I heard a gentle knock. Looks like fate answered your own question Gevanni. I slipped on my baggy sweatpants and my crop top. I sprayed perfume on and then opened the door.
"Were you expecting him?" I saw Matt standing in the doorway with a delighted smile.
"Of course. I'm spending the day with him. We're trying to "defeat" each other." I giggled. "If you get what I'm sayin." I walked out of the bathroom and over to my bed.
"Well…what are you two gonna do?" Gevanni asked inviting Matt in and closing the door. Matt came and stood next to me as I put my shoes on.
"Does it matter? We're not gonna do something bad." I said.
"Yeah, we're gonna go walk around." I watched Matt as he spoke. He had a gleam in his eye. One that looked sneaky.
"Yup!" I said standing up.
"Be careful." Gevanni insisted.
"We won't be." I had my hand on the doorknob.
"Hey! I mean it!" I shut the door behind us.
"As always, don't mind him. He's trying to be the mature one in that room. So far, I think I've won that award."
"Really? I hadn't noticed." He said sarcastically. I looked at him and nudged him.
"Thanks." I stuck my tongue out at him as we walked to the elevators. "So, is there anything you can tell me about Mello?"
"Like what?" he questioned.
"I don't know. What does he like to do? Did he get any taller? Or perhaps…does he have a girlfriend at the moment? I mean even though you said he still wants to see me, doesn't mean he couldn't have a girlfriend…" I trailed off.
"He likes to cause trouble. I have no idea how tall he was when you knew him, but he's roughly 5'6; he's pretty short for a guy. I should be one to talk; I'm shorter than him. He likes to eat chocolate; I'm sure you already knew that." I nodded. We stepped in the elevator and he pressed lobby. "He does not have a girlfriend. He doesn't really date a lot. I guess you could say he's a solo guy until he finds the right girl, ya know?" I glanced down at my shoes. They had become rather interesting all of a sudden.
"Of course I knew he liked chocolate!" I giggled. "Well I'm glad to see he got an inch taller, and what kind of trouble does he get himself into?" I asked.
"He blew up a building, he worked with the mafia, and now he's by himself. I'm working with him, but for the past three months now I've been following you."
"Are you saying that like it's a bad thing?" I asked popping a hip. We walked off when the elevator dinged.
"No! Not at all!" he said.
"Uh huh. Anyway, you think you could tell me what he looks like?" I begged. "Come on Matt, please!"
"Well…he can't look that different from when you were in Wammy's together. Uh…he does have a scar on his face." I cocked my head.
"How'd…how'd he do that?" I asked.
"When he blew up the building. He was caught and got scared." Awe…Mello. I thought as we continued to walk.
"Anything else perhaps?"
"Not that I can think of other than possibly telling me where he resides." I said smirking.
"He- hey wait a a second! I'm not gonna be that easy Amy!" I groaned.
"Look, why can't you just take me to him now?" I asked.
"Because I made him a deal. If after five days, currently four after this one, YOU haven't told me why you're here then I bring you to him." ACK I JUST WANT TO SEE MELLO! I gritted my teeth.
"Fine. You're gonna have to try YOU'RE best!" I snickered.
"Oh! Really?"
"Yes really. I can make you tell me where he is." I stopped and turned around and gazed at Matt.
"How?" he asked becoming anxious.
"Let's just say I can do things. Perhaps…" Oh why am I saying this? "do certain things to you, to make you talk." His face turned red; I didn't doubt that mine turned red too. It felt awkward to say that to Matt.
"I'll have Mello force it out of you." The smug look was wiped off my face. "Aha! Yeah! I can play that game too." He said.
"But, wouldn't that be defeating the purpose?" I asked.
"Nope! We're gonna get it out of you in the next 120 hours and counting down." Matt said.
"I honestly doubt you'll be able to do that." I crossed my arms.
"Why is that?" he asked.
"Because I'm an unopened book, and that clamp holding the book together, is shut tight." I poked his stomach and skipped forward.
~~Mello's P.O.V~~
It was an old photo; the only one I kept of her. To say the least I wish I could've found her when I personally had the chance to. Near was always getting in my way. He protected her so no one would find out where she was. Luckily he messed up once. He had thought all the data of Amy had been hidden, but no. I did a little research on her myself and found out that she is a writer.
Vrrrrrb. Vrrrrrrrb.
"Matt?" I answered.
"I'll still get to you; one way or another." I could hear Matt's voice, but it didn't sound like he was talking to me.
"….doubt that's gonna happen. Try your best…" I heard a familiar girls voice. Amy!
"Matt! Matt!" I screamed as loud as I possibly could. Still no answer. Damn it he butt called me. Should I hang up?
"Come on Matt, tell me more! Did…about a…drawing?" I couldn't hear all of her words, but I got the gist.
"Uh…no. I have no idea. He never mentioned…drawing." I wanted to hear their entire conversation.
"Matt pick up the damn phone!" I practically roared into the phone. Still no answer. I was beginning to get mad. I angrily bit into my chocolate. The line went dead. He must've realized he had called me by accident. Awe…damn…These are going to be the longest five days of my life. Just what I need; more anticipation.
Moth: Hi so I put my little message at the bottom :P Change is always fun! :) Here's a new chapter and I put in Mello's P.O.V! :D If people like it, I'll do more! Reviews would be lovely :) Oh! Should I add a lemon in here? n_n
Mello: EY! My good friend Moth here only owns Amy and any other OC's that come about. Oh and the awesome plot !
Moth: Thanks Mello. Want some chocolate? *giggles*
Mello: O.o CHOCOLATE !
Moth: Hehe gotta catch me!
