An SPK Christmas. Chapter Six

MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Yeah, am crazy. But not stopping!!!!

That Wonderful Time of Year Again

by Darkness Princess

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Wrong Elf!!!

A young, thin teenager in black leather pants was being held on his feet by Gevani. He had blonde hair passing his shoulders, and what could be seen behind that curtain of messy locks, he could see a scar running down the boy's cheek. An uncanny resemblance, except his two black eyes weren't quite the marks of insomnia.

"Who the hell's that?"

Matt stood in the doorway, Lidner with the PSP-Xbrand as he glanced around. He finally put it down, it seemed, and he didn't chew on the wires of the earphones, which he left in his ears for convenience. He had a plain, but confused, look on his face, sent toward the mysterious individual in the room.

"Not Mello..." Near complained.

Gevani sighed. "I thought... just so dark... and... he had the motorcycle...

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Mello laughed as his motorcycle dashed along the side streets. He had run into a beaten-up blonde, who lay unconscious on the street, and grinned. A man ran toward him with a gun, calling his name. The blonde in his arms stirred, and he pushed the kid forward.

The kid was a fighter, Mello would give him that. But one swift chop to the neck, and he was unconscious. Mello watched as the man, Gevani - one of Near's men, no doubt - made his way to the car, dragging along this random boy.

Now, Mello laughed as he took off down the sidewalks. He wasn't sure what Near would do, but right now, Mello didn't care. He wasn't going to hurt Matt, so Mello didn't worry. Instead, he made his way to the headquarters and placed the bag at the door. Calmly, he turned around and walked back to his bike.

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The boy had his wounds treated and now sat in a chair and swore as Rester searched for his parents.

Gevani couldn't understand how he had missed that. The boy was so unlike Mello now that he looked at it, but earlier, there was no alternative. From the tattered red coat to the black clothing, it was just like Mello. Matt had taken a break from the game and identified the jacket as Mello's, meaning Mello had set Gevani up for failure. Gevani was surprised he had fallen for it.

"Does that mean Mello's out there without a jacket?" Hal asked. "Near..."

"Go find him," Near told her. "Next time, don't let him go." He tossed her a cell phone. "You have his number, correct?"

She nodded. This was getting strange. But nonetheless, she left, and soon called upstairs.

"There's a bag down here... with presents. They're labeled for us..."

She took a picture with her phone and sent it to them. Near grinned. "He knows we're here."

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Hal hadn't been able to reach Mello on the phone until nine forty-two that night. Near was still in headquarters, getting rather impatient; Rester told her he was actually building more tracks. There were at least three trains running on one massive set in the SPK, and there would soon be two more if Mello didn't arrive. They had presents from him, wrapped rather oddly, under the tree, waiting for Christmas morning, when they opened just about everything. There weren't too many gifts per person under the tree, but compiled with the amount of people, there were almost twenty.

Mello would be there, and he would open gifts, if Near made him. But to get him to open them, he'd have to get to the gifts first. Hal was searching, and she had been for a while, until she found the figure of a cold, pale blonde standing near a motorcycle, dark, shaggy locks falling into his face. He looked as if he had frozen to the bike, when he didn't respond to her first call.

By the time she reached him, he had moved, ready to jump onto the motorcycle and speed away, but he didn't. He just grabbed onto the handles, a knee on the seat.

"You took a while," he said, looking rather irritated. The scar upon his face seemed to glow in contrast with his skin while he stood there, waiting.

"Sorry. I couldn't find you at all. Near says you need to come, he's not letting you out of this."

Mello laughed. "And I'm supposed to believe you'll take me in?" he asked. "Not to underestimate you or anything, but... well..." It was self-explanatory. She was smitten and he had an advantage.

She took a step forward, and a gun was pointed at his head.

He heard another click. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Gevani standing there, a frown on his face. "That was a cheap trick earlier. Come on, Mello."

Mello laughed and crossed his arms. "Shoot. I dare you, I'm not afraid."

Something clicked.

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Matt was irritated with this. Mello was wanted, and by this point, he knew all Near wished for was his blonde friend to be around for Christmas. And Mello refusing to come was mainly an ego battle. There were always having these battles, and Matt knew this was when he should step in. It hadn't taken him much time to go to the jacket and take out a partially-eaten chocolate bar and begin his exit, though it did take him a few minutes to force his way past Rester. By the time he had run downstairs, he realized he had none of his hijacking gear on him, and soon needed Rester to drive the car.

The entire ride was around half an hour, as they scouted all the usual places, heading to different destinations which passed Matt's true searches, until they received the call from Lidner. They had Mello at gunpoint by the time Rester and Matt arrived, and came to a stop a few feet away.

Matt climbed out first and slid over the car's front hood swiftly, then landed in front of Mello. "You might as well--"

"Not you too..." Mello sighed, but soon something caught his nose. He sniffed the air, then looked at Matt suspiciously.

Matt pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a puff. For a moment, he just smoked, as Mello eyed him with curiosity, Lidner and Gevani wondering if they had been forgotten. They stood quietly and merely watched for a little as Matt seemed to let Mello merely sniff and wait, until finally Mello's hand expectantly shot out. Matt held up the chocolate bar and as Mello reached for it, Matt grabbed his arm.

"Okay, got him, let's go."

Mello soon found himself being forced into a car, one hand tightly held by Matt's as a seatbelt was fastened over him. By this time, the confusion and the cold weather was to blame as he just started eating the chocolate bar quietly.

"Matt..?" Mello asked softly.

Matt looked at him.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

The brunette shrugged and slouched in his chair. "They were gonna keep me, you know... consider this payback for taking so long. Anyway, he's got gifts, and he doesn't plan on killing you."

"He'd better not. Or you're going down first."

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With everyone gone, Near had a few minutes to redecorate. Only using four tracks, he took his time away from the fifth to climb on a table, oddly stretching hand upward to place something on the ceiling of the room. He could have waited for Rester for the sake of convenience, but he figured it would be too awkward to do such a thing. So instead, he waited until everyone was gone, and added in his decorations. Tinsel lined the ceiling, and an interesting, greenish plant-like item was on the roof.

Near sat down and began to play with T-Bot again, as Gevani opened the door for Matt and Mello. The blonde looked irritated, his face pinkish besides the scar, as he glared at Matt. Near smiled, and beckoned Mello over. When the blonde refused, Matt let go of his rist as Rester gave him a more-than-kind shove.

Soon, Mello was on his hands and knees, a scowl on his face as he looked forward. Near gave him a calm, wanting smile, leaning forward slightly. He pointed upward. Mello's head tilted to look up and eyes widened.

Mistletoe.

.sixEND.

BUAHAHAHAHA!

Yes, shoot me. Shoot me now.

Or wait til I write chapter seven! It should be the ending! Finally. My newest record. One fanfic in a weekend.

I think I'm brilliant!

Either that, or you should really shoot me!

:Darkness Princess. In the spirit of the season!