This is the 2nd chapter which I have been meaning to put up for some time now, but I had writer's block plus my advice column that I don't like to delay past two weeks. Hope you enjoy~ And I'm not going to cave into the whole fandom of having your O.C. do a disclaimer! Not in this chapter atleast... Mwhaha

Hannin Nentou

"Fanfiction anyone?"

{1st Person POV}

I walked slowly into the three bedroom crappy apartment or "head quarters" that I was currently sharing with two major weirdos. Why couldn't we have gone with that nice looking hotel as base? Oh yeah, because Lieutenant Leatherhead is too busy using all the money on his damn chocolate!

With a deep sigh I called out, "I'm home! And I bought a certain someone a huge chocolate bar! The milky kind!" in the sweetest voice possible.

"You can cut the crap. He's not here." called a familiar voice.

I let out a sigh of relief. Atleast I still have some time before I'm sent off to the slammer.

I walked into my small room and hurridley pulled off the wig to let my natural raven hair hang down. Wigs are so itchy. I looked all around my room until I found a small shoe box. I placed it on my bed and opened it to reveal it's contents. A, rather wrinkly, prison uniform and a toothbrush. Well I'm all set. Sighing deeply, I made my way into the cramped little area we called the 'living room' which occupied a very lazy, red headed gamer.

"Hello Matt!"

"Hi Snipe..." was the only reply. He was currently entranced in a game. Which means: He was zoned out.

Sitting down at the desk located near the kitchen, I turned on the computer and went onto my favorite site.

..Bleh.

..Nope.

..Boring.

"Ugh! Why is it so hard to find a good FullMetal Alchemist fic that doesn't have an annoying Mary-Sue!" I shouted a little too loudly.

"Why do you even go on there? It's just full of author wannabee's." said an air-headed Matt.

"Don't be dissing. Some are actually quite good."

"...What's with the shoe box?" he asked. Not even looking at me. Crap, he's observant.

"Oh uh nothing..."

"Wait, didn't Mello send you on a special errand to retreive 'the guy'?" I was hoping to avoid getting on that topic. Thanks Matt.

"Well, funny story-"

"He's not here is he!" Matt exclaimed in a panicky tone.

"Did you see anyone walk in with me a few minutes ago?"

"No..." Then something seemed to click.

"You couldn't bust him out of jail? This will ruin your reputation." he tsk'd.

"That's not exactly how it turned out-"

"And not to mention when Mello finds out... You're dead." he said simply.

I give up. Besides, he doesn't have to know what really happened. I then realized how he said the words. "Wait, why are you so monotone about it? Once I'm gone, you'll have no gaming partner. Just Mello..."

Matt paused his game and looked over at me, serious face on. "Quick. You've got to hide!"

"No, I'm going to take it like a man. Err...woman. Hiding would only destroy my pride."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Read...fanfiction?" I replied.

"I meant when Mello gets back."

"Well there's not a whole lot I can do, so I might as well enjoy the time I have." I sighed. "Besides, if I did run or hide, Mello and the mob would probably catch up to me and then he would throw me in jail anyway."

Silence filled the room. I turned around to see that Matt had gone back to his game. Guess that's the end of that conversation.

{Mello}

"I'm heading out!" I called while putting on my jacket; exiting the headquarters of the mob for the day. I looked down at my watch as I walked down the dim hallway and noticed the time. "Snipe should be back by now. She's usually swift at her job."I thought aloud.

I turned a corner and noticed the hallway lights were off. I located the light switch, but to no avail, it didn't work. Questioning whether another route would be best, I finally decided that going straight into the darkness was the fastest way to my motorcyle. Besides, there's nothing scary about the dark. And the exit sign should shine some light at the end.

The red exit sign became visible within a few minutes as I approached it. I was just about to push the door and exit out into the alley way when someone grabbed me from behind and dragged me back into the darkness.

They were silent, but I could still feel their hot breath on my neck. Something cold was brought to my neck, a knife I assumed. He (substantiated by his man hands) chuckled by my jolt to the coldness of the knife.

I then smirked at the sound of his laugh. An all too familiar laugh. "Of course you couldn't wait like a good boy for us to come and get you. Which means Snipe came a little too late, didn't she?" I said in a dry tone. He laughed.

There was suddenly a loud scream, explosion, and then blood...

Cliffhanger! You'll probably hate me next chapter xD But hey, atleast it's much longer than last chapter!

I shall give some credit to my friend Keylee, for she had the idea for the last part. Hate her xD No just kidding! Luv ya Keylee.

And thanks for the reviews! But you'll still have to wait to see who the criminal is... ;)

~Lia

Criticism is welcomed, but flaming is not. Tell me what you think!