Chapter 4friendly dancing

Matt walked down the street,a cigarette dangling from his mouth,he was a street urchin truth be told,stealing games without flaw,and breaking into houses to play those games,he was skilled.He wondered why his buddy told him to head over to this street though,he'd admitted he was bi to them and they'd been so drunk they'd sent him over this way,he didn't even know why he listened to drunken idiots anyway.Suddenly he spotted a flash of yellow coming around the corner,the blond was wearing a leather vest that came up a few inches before his belly button,a pair of leather pants that barely concealed what they should be hiding,all in all the blond was hot,it was just a matter of getting into his pants that made Matt wonder.

Suddenly said hot blond pulled out a chocolate bar and Matt reconized him,"Mel?Mello is that you?"He asked,Mello turned and stared at the ood kid.He had red hair,a pair of goggles and a cigarette dangling from his bottom lip.He was wearing the craziest get up Mello had ever seen,a red and black striped shirt covered with a tan vest with little fluff's pf tan fur in straight lines,his pants matched his vest in design but were blue,the kid wore black gloves and a pair of black boots.

"Who they hell are you?"The kid looked hurt.

"Its me...Matt?"Mello stared at him for a moment before his eyes widened in reconigation.

"Really?What the hell are you wearing?"

"I could ask you the same fetish freak."

"What?"

"Fetish freak."

"What's that supose to mean dumass?!"

"Oh nothing...just that you look like you come out of a bondage porno."

"Oh..and how would you know this SM freak?"

"Porno's duh."Matt said blankly.Mello growled,remembering why he didn't argue with Matt much and stuck with violence.

"Hey,Matt,wanna dance?"He asked smirking.

"Wha-"Before he could finish his sentence Mello whipped out his gun and shot bullets at Matt's feet,causing the red head to jump up and down his arm's flailing,in a dancelike way.Mello laughed evilly and shoved his gun back in its place,at the front of his pants.

"What the hell dude!Why the fuck did you do that?And how did you fit that gun down there?"

"Such a potty-mouth,didn't Roger raise you better?"Matt growled.

"Dude,I haven't seen you since you were 14 and you just start to shoot at me!"

"Yep,that's the mafia's way Matt."

"Your in the Mafia?"

"yep,I can get you in if you want."

"Sure,it'll be a step up from street urchin."

"Cool,I'll let the guys know."

"Don't you have to talk to the godfather-thingie or something?"Mello turned and smirked evilly.

"Matt...I am the godfather."

"WHHHHHaaaaaaTTTT?"