A/N: Yay, another chapter and it's over 1000 words this time! :D I hope it makes you happy, I got so many wonderful reviews! Special thanks to Zena Silverwing, im a molly doll, Shinra'sCrazyTurk, xXJeevas-sonXDXx, darkatsu midnight (love ya!) and Nana Weiss for your wonderful reviews!
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Mello's head snapped up from the chocolate bar he was eating. He'd been thinking about the upcoming promotion he was sure to get, calculating when he would have enough money to get out of corporate. Since Matt had left a couple weeks ago, he'd thrown himself into his work, more determined than ever to get through this part of his life.

Now he was drawn back form his thoughts to the dimly lit kitchen he was standing in as a raised voice came from the front door. The walls of his apartment were thin, letting him hear what his neighbors were doing, or say, what was being said just outside his door. He didn't know the first, louder voice, but could guess who it was by the second. He recognized Matt's immediately, though it seemed to be a bit slurred and slow.

De-ja-vu, hadn't he already taken care of this problem? But secretly he was thrilled at a break in the monotony. He had already taken a risk by exposing himself to Mikami once, but it looked like he was going to have to do it again and hope for the best.

He quickly replaced denim with leather, surprised how easy it was to fall into old habits. Still snapping at the chocolate, he brought back his former persona. It was of no use in his new office and he often forced himself to be calm and controlled, but sometimes he could feel his explosive personality just beneath the surface, waiting to break free. Well, now was the perfect time to let it out for once.

Pausing at the front door, he listened to what was being said.

"—lie to me! He didn't call, you just don't want to work! You lazy slut, you could loose me a customer!" A loud bang sounded off the opposite side of the hall. "Look at me when I'm talking!"

Matt mumbled almost incoherently, and Mello had to lean against the door to make it out. "He did call… I don't know why—it didn't show up on the phone. I don't know why… he called, he did… he called." He sounded pretty out of it, repeating the same line.

"Liar! If I didn't get such a good price for you, I'd kill you right now! Now listen, this is how it's gonna go. I'm going to knock, and when he comes to the door, I'll take care of the money, you just show him the time of his life, and you better fucking satisfy him! If you don't I'll—"

He was cut off as Mello opened the door, freezing as he tried to guess if they had been overheard or not.

Mello acted oblivious though, smirking as he ran his eyes up and down Matt's frame. "Hey baby, what took you so long?" He could immediately tell that Matt was high, almost to the point of passing out. He didn't even seem to realize Mello's lie, having convinced himself it was the truth in his delusional state.

"Mello!" He stumbled to the blond, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I told him you called, you wanted me… I said so…"

Mello only nodded, continuing to watch Mikami. "Is there something wrong?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"N-no!" the black haired man was smiling now, obviously working out how to get the money. "I just thought I'd accompany him and collect the money personally."

Mello only nodded, reaching around the door to grab his wallet from his jacket on the coat hook. When he looked back, he noticed Mikami staring at him intensely, taking in his effeminate features, blond hair, and leather pants. When he took another vicious bite of chocolate, the man's eyes widened, mouth forming an O.

Mello smirked, knowing he'd been recognized. "Hey!" he barked, snapping him out of his stupor. Mikami flinched, clearly nervous now that he knew he was dealing with the Mello. One glare had him focused again, fidgeting and otherwise looking like he wanted to be anywhere else.

"I have a proposition for you." His voice was softer now, forcing Mikami to lean in a bit to listen. His smirk became almost wicked as he pulled the redhead closer and tilted his head a touch to expose his neck. Matt took the hint, even as high as he was, and obediently began kissing down his jaw.

"You see, I think I could have a lot of fun with him like this…" Mello winked, Mikami relaxing a little and showing some interest. His thoughts were pretty obvious: can I get more money?

"How much to have him for a week?"

It took all of his self-control to keep from laughing out loud at the stunned look on Mikami's face. Payday had arrived. He started counting to himself, debating how much to charge. When he saw the disapproving glower from Mello, he quickly remembered who he was dealing with.

"Ah… of course, that won't be a problem. And for you, how bout a discount? Just $900 for the entire week! Very generous…" Mello only pulled out the money and shut the door, not interested in talking anymore.

Now to get Matt into bed, but not in the way he was so inclined to do with the redhead nipping at the sensitive spot he'd found weeks early. How he'd remembered where it was, was a mystery. He had to fight back a moan as he led Matt to the bedroom and made him lie down.

He wouldn't let go though as Mello tried to pull away. "Me, you only want me right?" He was mumbling, trying to stay conscious for the blond. "I'm the only one you buy, I told him… you won't take me Mello?"

Tears were starting to run from the corners of his eyes now, but Mello doubted that he even knew it. Shit, this kid had some explaining to do when he was clean. Speaking of which, he needed Matt to go to sleep so he could find out what to do. Withdraw was going to be hell if he'd been using since the last time he'd seen him. Mello only hoped one week would be enough.

"Matt? Do something for me." He brought their faces close, giving him a small kiss to tease him.

"Anything…" He practically moaned it, smiling as being asked to do something.

"Good boy, close your eyes and I'll be right back." He whispered it seductively in his ear and tried moving again. This time it worked and Matt let go, closing his eyes. Almost immediately he was asleep and Mello was on the computer. This was going to be a long week…