Hello again everyone!
Finally, after much wait,- chapter two of Rainy Day Babysitter is finally here!
I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but school is a little ( alright, more then a little ) insane right now, especially with finals fast approaching.
Thank you for everyone that reviewed this story- I love you all :33333
And all your reviews were so nice and sweet! So as a special thank you I've added a lot more humor into this chapter of the story.
This fic was intended to be a comedy anyway, so now we're really getting into the swing of things!
I hope this installment is to everyone's liking!
( Oh- and I've taken some liberties with Mello's past and his love for collecting things x3.
Hope nobody minds! )
Rainy Day Babysitter: Chapter 2-
Drippy ice cream dropped to the floor as L stood in Mello's doorway. Messily eating his sticky treat, L tipped his head to the side and stared wide eyed at Mello, waiting for the latter to speak. A few pink drops plopped onto L's bare foot, but he quickly angled it forward and wiped them off on Mello's rug. Mello didn't care in the slightest however, seeing as how L was actually standing in his doorway willing to look over him the entire night if need be.
Mello's mind quickly scanned over all the things he could do. Eat candy. Yes. That had to be the most important. Not only did he know L would let him eat candy- he knew L would eat candy with him. And lots of it.
L furrowed his brow as Mello began giggling to himself excitedly, and extended his arm forward
"Want some ice cream?" L asked, trying in vain to lick the sticky mess off his face.
Mello came out of his reverie at the sound of L's voice and peered up at him, then down at the offered ice cream which was melting all over L's hand.
"Ummm...no thanks..."
L shrugged and raised the remaining desert up to his face, quickly devouring the rest of his treat and wiping his hands on his pants.
Silence resumed as Mello looked around anxiously, wondering what he should do next. Should he offer L a seat? He turned and looked across his room as an idea came to him.
"Hey L!" He called loudly, as L had begun staring at the ceiling. "I'll give you a tour of my stuff!"
L did not respond but began surveying his surroundings from the doorway instead.
Mello was rapidly becoming very embarrassed, and berating himself mentally for having such a stupid idea. Still, he knew that if L thought his stuff was cool then it simply had to be true, and suddenly he was very desperate to know what the older boy thought.
After a long pause, and a few more attempts at rubbing the ice cream off his face L responded with a quiet "Okay Mello."
Mello's heart fluttered excitedly in his chest and his smile grew bigger then it ever had been before.
"Alright!" He shouted loudly, jumping up and clapping his hands.
L stared at him as though he were a few colors short of a rainbow and Mello quickly calmed down, putting his hands in his pockets. "I-I mean...if you really want to then I guess it's okay..." Mello looked away from L in a nonchalant manner while secretly high fiving himself on a job well done. "
Okay..let's see...we'll start.." Mello looked around quickly before setting his gaze on the far right hand corner of his room. "We'll start over here!" Mello grabbed hold of L's hand, ignoring the fact that it was still dripping with bits of ice cream, and began dragging him further into his room.
They stopped before a large cabinet which was filled with jewelry and various types of exotic candies.
"This" Mello began loudly, raising his arms above his head. "Is everything that's awesome and I want people to see!"
"Wooooow" L took a step forward, peering intently at a particular strawberry tart cookie that looked at least fifty years old. "Where did you get all this candy?"
Mello grinned and held his chin high "Those were given to me by my foster family, the one I had before I came here to live."
"Oooohh...that's cool.." L answered distractedly, poking the glass in front of the cookie with his index finger.
"Yeah, don't you think?" Mello replied proudly "And you know, sometimes I still get packages from my distant Uncle In Belgium. They're always filled with foreign chocolates and truffles..."
"I like Truffles..." L placed his forehead against the glass of the cabinet and stared sadly at the little cookie. "That cookie looks good..."
"It's a collectors item."
"Of course"
L sighed and took a step away from the cabinet.
"You have quite the collection." He replied, with a small smile. "Actually, speaking of collections, I was rather interested in seeing your comic book collection. Is that alright?"
Mello's mouth opened slightly and his eyes bulged a little too. He had known that a few kids were in awe of his amazing comic book collection, but he had no idea that rumor of it had gotten so huge!
"Wow!" He said rather breathlessly "How did you find out about that?"
L gave a little smile again and tilted his head "I overheard some kids mentioning you the other day. They said they heard about it from some other kids...who told some other kids...I suppose."
Mello's eyes grew bright with the knowledge that he was being spoken about all over the school, and even more at the prospect that it had brought L to have more respect for him.
He knows I collect comic books, this is so cool!
"I usually don't show them to anybody!" Mello spoke excitedly "But I'll show them to you, because I know you have a lot of respect for stuff like that!
Mello grabbed L's hand and once again pulled him to the opposite side of the room.
"I keep them in a secret spot." He called over his shoulder as he dragged L over to his bed.
Mello let go of L's hand and stood before him, crossing his arms and arching his back in what he hoped to be a successful attempt at making himself look older.
"Alright L." He began, stoicly pointing a finger at the dark haired boy " This spot is secret secret. And I mean Secret secret secret! I don't just tell anyone about it. It's a very very secret spot. So secret, in fact, that the last time someone found out about it...I pushed them into a pricker bush..."
L blinked. "I think I remember when you did that."
"Oh" Mello nodded to himself "Yes, well. I only did it because he looked in my secret spot."
"Indeed" L closed his eyes in understanding.
After a few moments of silent agreement Mello spoke. "Alright. I think you're ready to see the spot."
Nimbly Mello got down on all fours and squeezed his tiny body under his bed until only his toes were visible.
"You can't tell anyone that I keep them here, okay?" He heard Mello's muffled voice call from beneath his bed. "It would ruin everything!"
"Okay" L called back, shifting from foot to foot while watching Mello with interest.
After a few minutes of shuffling and quiet swearing Mello shimmed back out into the light, clutching a box dearly to his chest. Placing it gently down onto his bed, Mello hopped up next to it and L sat down on the other side.
With hands clasped on the lid of the box Mello raised his gaze to peer at L intently "Now...are you sure you're prepared to see?"
L nodded his head in earnest, so with great care Mello gingerly lifted the lid off the dusty box to reveal a few dozen first addition X-men comics, unopened, each in it's own protective plastic case.
L tilted his head and ran his fingers over the spine of each comic. "Wow, Mello, you sure know how to take care of your stuff..."
"Well, you know" Mello smiled "They are first additions..."
"Mmm..." L answered while reading each title out loud to himself. "You know, I always liked Wolverine the best..."
Mello bounced excitedly on the bed "Me too!"
"Really?" L smiled sweetly. Mello felt a sudden warmth in his stomach and looked away from L, down at his bare feet. He wiggled his toes idly and smiled to himself.
"Yeah. I think it's because you know, he's so small- but he's also strong!"
L really was an awesome friend. He didn't think of him as a baby. No, L thought of him as an equal. Even if he was older and smarted and more sought after then Mello he still liked him just for who he was and enjoyed hanging out with him even if it was a only a rainy night that threw them together.
Mello was happy, and he thought to himself how nice it would be if L could watch him like this all the time. He'd never leave the orphanage again if it meant getting looked after by L.
Suddenly the sound of a door opening and closing resounded from down the hallway. Following it Mello could hear wet foot steps and a voice that could only belong to Roger saying "It's too wet out there, it's not worth the drive. It's too dangerous. We'll go shopping together another time, but I'm going to leave you here tonight, alright Near?"
Mello's heart sank.