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Sayu Yagami was on her way. If the file Matt sent him anything to go by, Light Yagami was currently in charge of the investigation which made his sister the perfect bait for his next plan now that his other rivals were out of the way. He was pissed off at the hacker, but knew that if he wanted everything to go smoothly they had to stay on good terms. He had no idea what had come over his partner, what kind of bug bit him to make him want to work with them. He'd be lying if he said he didn't pity them himself, but in no way in hell did he ever want to see them again. He saved their lives earlier, but that was his involvement with them over.
'Mels, man the girls are here.' Miller announced walking into their hideout living room snapping him out of his thoughts.
'Right.' He said unenthusiastically.
Just then, the rest of the men followed, some of them with their arm around a skimpily dressed girls, who were not in the least bit ashamed as they openly held bottles of booze. Some of the men too had either joints or crack pipes in their hands and most probably still teenagers.
'You been working pretty hard past couple of days so we got you a special surprise.' Miller winked at him, pushing on of the other aside and grabbing a clearly inebriated girl from the back of the crowd and dragging her towards Mello. The platinum blonde didn't look older than 17. She worse a short red dress which showed off her perfectly toned legs. Miller slapped her on the ass as she stumbled towards Mello, and without hesitation, sat on his lap. 'Whadya think?'
The girl moved her hand up Mello's leg seductively and up to his crotch. He cringed slightly 'How old is she?'
Miller laughed in response 'Does it matter?'
Suddenly, the girl stood up, pulling Mello up with her and drunkenly stammered 'I'm gonna fuck you all night, wherz your room?'
'This way..' he muttered, letting her drag him in the direction he pointed in, as the others plopped onto the couch, some laughing and chatting loudly, while others were too busy with their own purchases.
The pair crashed into the room as the girl fell on top of Mello, luckily landing on his bed. She wasted no time as she unzipped his tight leather pants. Before he could say anything to stop her, she took him in her mouth, making him groan with pleasure. Any thought he had about how wrong this was immediately left his mind, as he placed a hand on her head, controlling the rhythmic movements of her head.
Before he could finish, she stopped, took off her dress and climbed on top of him. He could smell the heavy amount of liquor she had clearly consumed off her breath, which finally snapped of the trance he was just in as his common sense began to take over. 'Wait wait-' he began, but she ignored him as she positioned herself on top of him. In response to this, he grabbed her roughly and pushed her off of him, standing up and zipping his pants back up.
'What the fuck?' she whined. She stood up and attempted to lunge at him again, but he jumped back making her crash into the door. 'I'm going to tell Rob about this,' the blonde drunkenly burped, probably referring to her pimp.
'Sorry I... I have to go.' he pushed her aside more gently this time, grabbed his leather jacket from his bed and awkwardly stumbled out the door.
As he made his way back trough the living room, Miller called out to him 'Wow man, you don't last long!' as everyone else burst out laughing which only made him more frustrated than he already was. 'Just be careful walking around with that boner!' he added as Mello slipped out the door before he could snap and shoot the guy in the face.
This was a common occurrence in their hideout. The rest of the men had prostitutes or strippers over all the time, and each time Mello tried to get involved as little as possible in this. He had only one goal – beating Near, and he began to feel as more and more obstacles began to get in his way.
He waited for his bulge to go down a bit, before getting on his bike and speeding off towards Lazy Eye. He didn't feel like staying in the hideout tonight.
It was getting late. The girls agreed to get a room beside Matt. Sam had left after his conversation with the leather clad blonde to buy some extra clothes as well as electronic equipment, letting her friend rest, still in Matts room. He didn't mind her presence, even though she wasn't awake it was some company. He knew how pissed Mello would be when they met up again tomorrow but he didn't care. What the girls could possibly bring to their investigation was still a mystery but that didn't stop him from feeling bad about everything that happened and wanting to help them.
Deciding not to wake the sleeping girl on his bed, Matt made his way to the bathroom to change into his "pyjamas". He understood how exhausted she must have been so he decided to leave her a note for when- well, IF she woke up that they have a separate room beside his and for now, would take his place on the couch.
Just as he finally settled somewhat comfortably on the small piece of furniture a loud knock on the door disturbed him. He groaned in frustration and lazily slid off the couch to answer whoever it was.
To his surprise, his blonde haired companion stood in the doorway, a sour expression decorating his face and what looked like a very stale chocolate bar in his hand.
In slight surprise, Matt commented 'Hey man, eh… didn't think you'd be stopping by tonight,'
Mello pushed past him into the room only to spot the sleeping girl. He quickly spun around and gave Matt a death glare.
'Oh c'mon. I never said I wouldn't let them stay.'
Mello rolled his eyes, 'I'm not in the mood to argue with you anymore, Matt. Point is, I need a place to crash tonight.'
The hacker raised an eyebrow at him. 'What happened in the base?'
Mello remained silent, breaking eye contact with the boy in front of him. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say because he himself wasn't sure what was wrong.
Suddenly, Matt placed a comforting hand on the blondes shoulder and softly said 'It's ok. You don't have to tell me. I'd let you stay here, but, uh' his gaze travelled towards the sleeping girl.
Mello sighed, 'fine. I'll rent a room. Where's the ginger anyway?'
'Room next door.'
'And this one is here… why exactly?' he questioned.
'She fell asleep so I didn't want to wake her up.' Matt shrugged. 'She's exhausted after everything she went trough.'
'Whatever man. I'm off then. ' and with that he was out the door. He was more frustrates with everything than he had already been.
He made his way down the long corridor to the 24 hour reception desk where a bored looking man in his 40's sat, reading a newspaper.
'Eh, hi Mello…' a soft voice from behind him spoke. He twisted around to see the redheaded girl, standing in her signature ripped denim and holding at least 10 shopping bags, smiling shyly at him. Oh great. This is exactly what I needed right now. 'whacha doing here? ' she continued.
'None of your business. Can you leave me alone now?' he grumbled.
She looked a bit taken aback, but quickly regained her composure. 'Alright… I was just going to ask if you're okay…'
'Why do you care?' he snapped.
More coldly than before, she muttered 'I don't. Was just trying to be nice to the person I'll be working with.'
Habitually, he rolled his eyes, an action he now couldn't go 10 minutes without, and started off in the other direction once again.
'You know, I don't get you.' The girl called out, 'first, you try to kill us, then you help us, and now you're on your period again.'
Mello's eye twitched. He spun around with a stern expression on his face.
'Here comes the temper again.' The girl joked angering him further. If he knew this would be such a hassle, he would've just went to different motel.
He stormed up to her and got in her face, making her drop her bags in surprise. 'What makes you think I ever wanted to help you?' he narrowed his eyes at her.
'Well, first you saved our lives, then you agreed to let us work with you on the Kira case and-'
'Yeah which was my bloody mistake, I should've just let him shoot you in your damn face.'
Her eyes widened slightly as she backed up.
'You don't even know me.' He continued to take his anger out on her. 'In fact I don't want anything to do with you or your friend. You have Matts stubbornness to thank that you're even here. Now get out of my damn way before I finish what Roy started.'
The girl didn't budge further however. Unmoved, she straightened up and starred right into his eyes that were filled with so much frustration. Her hand travelled to her hip as her weariness was now replaced with her own anger, but before she could say anything else, Mello was already walking away and to avoid further conflict, the girl just decided to leave it.
She whispered 'fuck you' in his direction, Picked up her bags and began towards her room again.
Jaz woke up to find herself fully clothed, on top of an unfamiliar bed. It was just getting bright outside as she could see trough the partially drawn curtains. Hazily, she looked around the room, to see at least 5 laptops all set up in different areas, with different wires and cables littering the floor. She wiped the sleep from her eyes, trying to remember how she ended up here only to spot the red-haired boy, passed out on the sofa in nothing but his boxers and socks… and also those damn goggles still on his head.
Memories came flooding back, from the weird lunch, to the car journey to the motel, to her falling asleep on the boys bed. She felt slightly bad for leaving him on the couch in his own room, but at least she managed to get some much needed rest.
She turned over to find a ripped piece of paper on the nightstand which had 'Sam-room 2388.' Written on it on the nicest handwriting she had ever seen.
Sam! The redhead promised her friend she would clue her in on everything happening back in the café, but refused to talk to her the entire ride back home, which was extremely worrying. Jasmine thought about the possibility of something happening to Ryder multiple times but every time she tried to push the unwanted idea out of her mind. Now she was wondering if this dreaded idea has become reality…
She peeled herself off the bed and quietly made her way out of the room to join her friend.
Their room turned out to be much smaller, with two double beds instead of the king sized bed in Matts room. Her friend was surprisingly awake, sitting up in bed under the covers and playing with her phone. She greeted Jasmine unenthusiastically.
'Hey… are you okay?'
Without looking up from whatever she was doing on her phone, the girl nodded.
'So the insomnia caught up with you, huh?' Jasmine plopped onto her own bed and lay down to face her friend.
'Well, I slept a few hours but I woke up about an hour ago and haven't been able to get back to sleep since.' Sam commented.
Jasmine gave her a sympathetic look. 'You know, we should probably take you to a doctor for that. They can give you a pill or something-'
'I'm fine.' The redhead snapped at her friend, but her expression quickly softened in regret. 'Sorry Jaz, I'm in a bit of a mood.'
Jasmine huffed 'I can see that. Did something happen?'
But she received another dismissive reply of 'No, I'm okay.'
'If you say so, girl. Are we going back to the house in the morning?' Jasmine began to slowly take off her clothes so she could get under the covers until the morning fully arrived.
Her friend remained suspiciously silent.
'Sam?'
Nothing.
'Sam what the fuck is going on? Did something happen? You promised you'd tell me back in the café and yet I still got nothing from you.'
Sam closed her eyes and breathed in and out slowly to calm herself. Without responding straight away, she put her phone on the nightstand and lay down onto the bed pulling the covers over herself. I can't stall anymore.
She felt the covers being pulled off her forcefully as the brunette stared into her guilt stricken eyes with a frown on her face.
'Okay Jaz, okay. I'll tell you everything.'
'Finally!' Jasmine sighed in relief.
With that, the redhead sat up so she could hold the girl if it came to that. 'Jaz… are you sure you're okay to hear this?'
'W-well I don't know what it is yet…' she stammered, having a pretty good idea of what was coming next. She lowered her head, ready for the blow.
'Ryder and the rest… well..'
'Oh god.' Jasmines heart sank. Truth is - Sam didn't have to explain further. 'Kira.' She said slowly.
'Exactly.' Sam said sadly, although trough this, Jasmine could sense a tinge of relief. You wouldn't spot it unless you had spend every waking day with the girl over a few years. Sam may have been temperamental but also extremely easy for Jasmine to read.
Involuntarily, the brunette sank onto the floor as a tear littered her bruised cheek, causing a slight stinging sensation.
'I'm so sorry Jaz. I really am.'
'You were right. I wasn't ready to hear this yet.' She sniffled.
'Do you want me to give you a minute?'
'No.'
The room fell silent apart from the occasional sobs from Jasmine which was tearing Sams heart into pieces. She knew realistically she never cared for anyone in that gang but she couldn't imagine how much pain the news of her boyfriends death had caused Jasmine. On top of all of that, she felt partially responsible even though she knew she had nothing to do with Kira.
Warily, she tried 'So, what now?'
'Now, we catch the bastard that killed the love of my life.'
A knock woke Sam up. She was surprised she managed to fall asleep again, but figured it was down to getting at least some of her worries off her chest. Jasmine on the other hand remained awake the entire time, starring blankly at the wall in front of her. She completely ignored the knock.
Getting out of bed, Sam dragged herself to answer the door, only to be greeted with Matt and Mello who immediately entered the room without invitation.
She glanced at Mello, who looked around the room and everywhere but straight at her. Just his presence made her grind her teeth.
'Time to get to work ladies.' Matt announced, ignoring the awkward tension in the room.
'Right now?' Sam glanced down at her new pyjamas which consisted of shorts and an oversized t-shirt.
In response, Mello scoffed, which made Sams blood boil ever so slightly. But before she could start an argument with the blonde Matt cut in with an enthusiastic 'Kira isn't gonna catch himself girls.'
Hearing that, Jasmine finally moved out of her catatonic position at glared at Matt who looked a bit uncomfortable. She then glanced at Mello, and furrowed her brows 'You…' she mouthed.
'Shit I forgot to mention this, Jaz I'm sorry. They're a team trying to catch Kira.' Sam cautiously said.
Jasmine got up from the bed and with the same broken tone she used last night, announced she was going to shower. She then dragged herself into the bathroom and disappeared into it, locking the door rather loudly.
'Freak. What's with her?.' Mello raised an eyebrow at the redhead, almost making her tackle him. Almost. The desire was there at least.
'I'm guessing you told her?' Matt asked, giving Mello a dirty look.
Sam looked down at her twiddling thumbs.
'Well she had to find out somehow.' He comforted her with a little pat in the shoulder. 'Anyway, we'll give you time to change and meet us in my room.'
'Actually I'll be leaving in about an hour, when Sayu is supposed to arrive.' Mello stated.
'Sayu?' Sam questioned, partially knowing Mello would probably not tell her anything.
As she had thought, ignoring her, Mello told Matt he'll wait in his room and quickly left.
The redhead stared at the door for a minute. 'And here you were saying we'd get along.' She mused.
'Ah give him some time. He acts strange around girls.' Matt laughed.
'He a virgin or something? He should control his temper.'
Matt laughed a little again. Maybe this partnership was going to be a bit more interesting that he thought.
'Whatever, I'm getting changed now.' Sam grumbled at him.
With a wide smirk on his face Matt sat down on Jasmines bed, and starred at her which irritated her beyond belief. She forcefully grabbed Matts arm and dragged him towards the door. 'Get out, Matt.'
He didn't struggle but still tried wriggling out of her grip. 'I'm going, I'm going! It was only a joke anyway.' She pushed him gently out the door and locked it behind her.
With that, Sam was left alone on the room… alone with her thoughts to her disappointment. Everything happens for a reason, she kept reminding herself not sure of it was helping anymore. She refused to allow herself to think about Mello, if the bastard wanted to be on his period, that was fine with her. Still, she couldn't help but wonder what had been going trough his head, why he had over 100 different moods.
Shaking her head, she forced herself to focus on the Kira case. She already knew what her and Jasmine would be doing to help the boys, since both of them were practically useless at hacking.
Just then the door to the bathroom swung open, letting the steam from Jasmines shower pour into the room. The girl stepped out, the grim expression never leaving her face. However this time she had a spark of determination in her eyes, which made her look less depressed and more confident. 'No more sulking.' She sternly announced.
Sam starred at her in surprise.
'It will be hard to be myself again for a while but… I want more than anything to kill the man responsible for Ryders death. Even if that means working with that Willy Wonka looking freak.'
With that the brunette made her way to the chair she had thrown her clothes onto earlier.
' I've bought us some new stuff.' Sam told her friend unsure of how else to respond. What had happened in the 10 minutes she had been showering to make her mood do such a quick 360? She knew chicken nuggets had that effect, but she couldn't have had access to any in the bathroom, could she?
'Lets see then.'
Sam emptied the contents of the paper bags containing all the goodies she bought for them yesterday. None of it was any high fashion or designer clothes, however she felt that her money had not gone to waste.
Without another word, Jasmine picked herself out a comfortable looking hoody and sweatpants, while Sam opted for a low cut top and tight jeans which earned her a surprised stare from her friend. 'Trying to impress someone?'
'I've just had enough of my old stupid worn clothes. I'll put a jumper on if that helps?'
'Nah, you look great. Maybe Mello wont be such a jerk to you if he sees you now.'
Sam blushed slightly and swore loudly 'Fuck him, I don't give a shit what he thinks.' This earned her another strange look. 'But speaking of him, are you okay with him… being around and stuff? I mean you didn't react in the best way when you saw him.'
'I don't know.' She said honestly. 'I'm very conflicted about how to feel about him. He saved our lives but… I can't get everything they did to me out of my head Sam…. Every time I close my eyes I see his mafia buddies with knives carving at my face and laughing… I'm alright with helping him catch Kira but that doesn't mean I want to see him.'
'I understand. To be honest I kind of feel the same way.'
'You sure about that?' Jasmine questioned with a hint of disgust.
'Positive.'
'Sam-'
'I don't like him Jaz, if that's what you're implying. How could I after everything?' she looked at her friend longingly. 'I'm just glad you're alright. You're taking everything better than I expected.'
'Thanks.' Her eyes teared up a little again making Sam bite her tongue. But just as soon as they appeared, they were gone. 'Life goes on, right?'
Okay do you ship anyone with anyone? Gay/lesbian couples included. Id love to hear your opinion