A.N

And just when you thought Mello was a sweetie!

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Yes there is purposeful German in here :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

Matt.

When I woke up the next morning my head was spinning. I actually had a good nights sleep which was odd in itself I usually have such broken sleep patterns that it can barely count as rest. I sighed as the feeling of being truly refreshed set in, tilting my head forwards a few strands of scarlet hair fell into my eyes. I went to brush it from my face, only to have my arms stop moving centimeters from the bed.

I snapped my eyes open, the feeling of panic rising in my chest as I noticed that the bed I was in was my own. Now I may be going crazy but I distinctly remembered falling asleep with Mello. Well I must be going insane as my wrists were tightly bound to the bed frame restricting any attempt if movement, not to mention the blood flow.
"What the fuck is happening." I breathed struggling against the bindings. The door clicked open, I immediatly froze up eyes widening in terror as figure dressed in white stepped in.

A hospital mask covered his face a white lab coat buttoned around most of his figure leaving on the calves exposed which where donned in black trousers. I could almost feel my heart stop beating as he stepped towards me.
"I see you're awake." The voice floated across the room, words tainted in a heavy German accent. "You're a perfect match for the other two we have."

I could only watch in horror as he stepped across to an overhead projector which was set up in the middle of the room. Turning it on it beamed the picture onto the white wall behind, displaying the image all too clearly.
"What I want to make is-" He continued. "-A single digestive track. Mein drei hund only lasted for a few months. But humans are so much more...malleable. It will be perfect. A human centipede."

I began to hyperventilate, the sheer amount of panic running through my veins. Silent tears ran down my face as some of my worst fears were coming into action.
"No don't! Please I-I-!" I ran out of words, straining against the bonds in a fruitless attempt to escape.

The man pulled the mask down to reveal the amused face of Mello. I froze in my position half torn between relief and the desire to slaughter in.
"Mello! What the fuck is wrong with you!" I screamed. If it wasn't for me being tied down I would've ripped his laughing face off.

"That-was-too-good." He managed to spit out between laughs. He rolled his eyes at me, pulling the mask off altogether. "Calm down Matt."

"Calm down? You went to all that fucking trouble to give me a fucking heart attack. You bastard! I'll rip you fucking eyeballs out!" I yelled at him.

"No, I said I would get revenge. Nothing make you feel safer then seeing a scary movie and sleep with someone you feel safe around then waking up to a scene in the film right?"

Revenge, right. That was what he said, but I was atop the tower of rage and was having none of it.
"When I get out of here you better run. Because I will hunt you down and make you regret being born!" He saw past my empty threat, wiping away the tears that ran down his face from giggling.

"Let's try that my little dummkopf." He slipped back into his German accent winding me up all the more. "I'm pretty sure I can run faster than you. But I think we're even now right?" He winked to me before turning off the OHP and walking out the room.

I could seriously murder him.