A/N: XD Finally an update! We're gonna start making these longer because of how slow we update, so I hope you enjoy. Jack and Felix are two OC's created by Spicey and I about a year ago for our personal fanfiction. (O_O sounds creepy now that I look at it XD) They're just here to help the plot move along :D and maybe some comic relief from Felix.
In hindsight, taking a break was a very bad idea. Jack ran a hand through his short hair, glaring at the NPA Director's body. He had barely been gone for ten minutes and the idiot managed to kill himself! And just like that, there went their only hostage. And now he had to explain what happened to Rod, and even worse, Mello. He still had no idea how a kid like that made it into the mafia. Shoving his hands in his pockets and trying to keep a scowl off his face, he walked to the room where he knew the little brat would be lounging on one of the couches. "Mello. We have a problem."
Just as Jack had predicted Mello was lounging on a couch, watching as one of the younger members talked Matt's ear off about the video game Matt was currently playing. "What is it?" He looked up at the muscled man, only slightly intimidated.
Felix, practically still a kid at age nineteen sat next to Matt, his hands on his knees as he leaned over the screen to watch Matt play. His unruly dark brown hair fell onto his face and hid the innocent large green eyes partially from view. "Watch out!" Felix threw his hands in the air as Mario barely dodged a winged goomba.
"Takimura is dead. And before you ask," he said with a slight glare, "I didn't lose my temper and do anything to him."
Matt grinned at all the attention he was getting, clearing the level and taking a drag from his cigarette. "Come on, those guys are wimps."
Mello glared back and clenched his fists. "What the hell happened! You were supposed to be watching him!"
Felix frowned, genuinely upset as he looked at Matt. "They almost got you!" Feeling the tension behind him he craned his neck to look back. His eyes lit up when he spotted Jack, and he shot up from the couch completely ignoring the rising tempers of the other two men. "Jack!" Felix flung his arms around Jack and practically purred. "I missed you!"
"I just went to get some food! It's your own damn fault for not having more people watch him!" Jack growled, pushing the smaller boy back a little. "It's been a few hours, Felix. Sit down."
Matt paused his game and sat next to Mello, sighing as he put his hand on the blond's shoulder. "Mell, what happened now? Relax."
"I didn't think it would be that difficult for you! I Guess I'll know next time!" Mello was furious. Already his plan was falling apart. "How can I relax! Jack just screwed up big time!" He glared at the man. "Get out of my sight!"
Felix pouted, sitting back on the couch with his legs crossed as he picked up Matt's discarded game. "Just wanted to say hi." Felix mumbled as he pressed the small buttons. He wasn't ever told about any of Mello's plan so he figured his didn't need to be concerned.
Biting back a few insults he'd been itching to throw at the blond ever since he arrived, Jack settled for growling again and stomping down the hall to his room. There was no way he could deal with Felix's damn constantly happy attitude right now, either. He'd talk to him later.
Matt shook his head. "Being pissed off isn't gonna fix anything. Just talk to me."
"Fine, whatever. We need to fix this, there's no way the director killed himself willingly. I think Kira is to blame, but why would Kira care if we got the death note from the police?" Mello smirked, and answered his own question. "Because someone in the police force is Kira. L was right."
Felix looked up when he heard the name Kira. He wasn't into watching the news, but even he knew about Kira. Was Mello after Kira? How cool! "Can I help?"
"Of course he was right, he's L," Matt muttered as he put out his cigarette. "But what's that mean for us now? How's the plan gonna change?" Laughing a little at Felix's question, he shrugged. "Everyone's kinda helping, Felix."
Felix put his hands on his hips and frowned. "Mello never lets me help with anything!" It was true, ever since he'd joined the previous year Mello had barely acknowledged his presence.
"That's because you're useless, Felix." With that Mello headed off towards his room motioning for Matt to follow.
Shaking his head, Matt stood up and ruffled Felix's hair. "Don't worry about it, he's just in a pissy mood. Bring that game back later, 'kay?" After picking up his ash tray, he followed Mello down the hall.
Felix sighed and looked at the portable game in his hand. Mello was right, he was useless. He narrowed his eyes and gripped the game tightly. He would show him, he'd find some way to help. He rose from the couch and grabbed his hair. "What the hell am I thinking!"
"Hurry up Matt." He turned on his laptop and brought up a list of Japanese police officers, including the Kira task force.
Matt dumped the ashes in the trash can and sat on the bed. "Alright, alright. What do you wanna show me?"
Mello scrolled down and pointed at a picture of Light Yagami. Mello wouldn't deny that this man was handsome and he didn't doubt that he had used his good looks to his advantage on more than one occasion. "L thought this guy was Kira. I say we go with it."
Matt nodded. "Jeez, he looks young. But I guess L was pretty convinced about this, so we might as well trust his judgment."
"Tch, he's older than we are. His father is Soichiro Yagami and he's in charge of the task force. Even if Light isn't Kira we can still get the death note if we kidnap Soichiro's daughter Sayu."
"Still not that old. Mell, do you really think kidnapping is the way to go? I mean it hasn't worked out too well so far..." Honestly, the thought of it made Matt pretty nervous. How many people did they need to kidnap for something to finally work out for them?
"As long as she doesn't die then this is the last time we have to do this kind of thing. You had better not be having second thoughts. Tell me if you are, because I can find someone else." Mello looked at Matt, his eyes narrowed and his voice had a dangerous edge to it.
Matt looked away, trying to ignore the twinge he felt in his chest every time his friend said something like that. "How many times do I have to tell you I'm not going anywhere?"
"Regardless, you still have to prove to me you're willing to do anything it takes. Now, get me a map of the area the Yagami household is in and get us a route there with plenty of ways to evade any pursuers." Mello didn't want any mistakes this time.
"I don't know how the hell you expect me to prove that," Matt snapped, taking the laptop and working on the tasks he had been given.
Mello growled and grabbed hold of Matt's vest, pulling him closer. "Don't you fucking talk to me like that."
"Or what?" Matt knew he was pushing his luck, but he didn't feel like just shutting up, damn it.
Mello wasn't sure how to react. Matt had never been quite so adamant before. He shook it off and replaced the look of surprise with another glare. "I'm warning you Matt."
Matt was just amazed he didn't have a black eye yet. There was no way he was backing down now, while the blond was actually listening to him for once. "I'm your friend. Stop treating me like I'm just some idiot working for you."
"No! Because you are an idiot!" Mello had to drag out a lot more self control then he thought was even possible. "Just do what I say and shut up!" Mello got off the bed and walked over to the closet. "Now I have a job to do and I expect you to be done with yours by the time I get back."
Matt went silent, glaring at the laptop as he continued to work. If he kept talking, he was sure he would say something he'd regret later.
Mello changed quickly, pulling on an impossibly tight pair of leather pants and one of his usual form fitting vests. A gun was slid into the front of his pants, he'd made doubly sure the safety was on. And finally he checked to make sure the rosary was in place. "I'm taking Jack with me so Felix is your responsibility for the next few hours." Mello walked out not waiting for Matt to respond and knocked on Jack's door once he reached it. "Hey! You better be ready!"
Matt scoffed and took his laptop back to the couch he had left Felix on, sitting down.
Jack opened his door with a glare, still in just as bad a mood as before. "I've been ready. I was waiting for you to finish your little fight with your boyfriend."
Felix poked his head out of the door, and because of his height he was easily able to stand under Jack's arm which was gripping the door frame tightly. "Oh hi Mello."
Mello easily ignored Felix. "Great comeback, really. Now let's go." Turning on his heel he walked out of the base and waited by a black sports car, its windows completely tinted.
Matt sighed and leaned back on the couch. Why the hell did Mello have to change his attitude so quickly?
"Tch." Jack muttered a goodbye to Felix before following the blond, wondering how much longer he'd have to keep his temper in check.
"Bye Jack! Bye!" Felix waved happily as his much larger friend left. He spotted Matt on the couch and practically bounced over to him. "Matt!" Felix frowned when he saw the look on his face. "You okay, huh?"
Mello got in the car and waited for Jack impatiently. He was not at all happy with this new assignment. Rod was going way too far with this one. He was going to another mafia base, a rather large one in fact. He was supposed to speak with the leader about getting a hold of some missile silos. Rod had specifically said to use any method necessary to get what they needed other than killing him. He knew exactly what that meant, and felt sick on his stomach because of it.
"I'm fine," he replied with a shrug. "Just dealing with Mello."
Jack got in the car a moment later, not bothering with a seatbelt as he put the key in the ignition. "You ready?"
Felix hugged him tightly, squishing his cheek against Matt's. "Well you get a break from him!" He grinned at Matt, hoping to make the redhead feel better.
"Not really." Mello answered, suddenly not feeling up to arguing anymore.
Matt couldn't help laughing a little as he returned the hug. "For a little while. How did someone like you ever end up in the mafia?"
Jack started the somewhat long drive to the other base, giving Mello a serious look. "Do you have a plan? These guys can get testy."
Felix tapped his chin thoughtfully with his index finger as he looked up at the ceiling. After a few moments he looked back at Matt, grinning. "I dunno!"
Mello sighed as he looked out the window nothing in particular catching his eye. "Rod told me what I need to do."
"That's a weird answer," Matt said with another laugh as he finished up on his laptop and closed the screen.
Jack put his attention back on driving, almost feeling bad for the blond. Although it was a pretty big 'almost.' "Doesn't sound very pleasant."
"So, you must be all smart and junk like Mello right?" Felix leaned back against the worn cushion of the couch and put his arms behind his head, never taking his eyes off Matt.
"Like you care." Mello decided to take his mind off what was inevitably going to happen within the next few hours as he shut his eyes.
Matt grinned and shrugged. "I'm pretty smart. Maybe not like Mello, though."
"You got me there," Jack replied as he parked the car. "I don't care too much."
Felix pouted, his lower lip stuck out childishly. "Jack says I'm not very smart, he's such a jerk!"
Mello, suddenly wishing he'd brought Matt along, got out of the car. He looked up at the rival mafia's base, mildly impressed by the size. "Well bodyguard, you go first."
"If he's a jerk to you, why do you hang out with him so much?"
"Scared?" Jack locked the car before leading the way to the door.
Felix looked at Matt as if he'd just sprouted a second head. "He's my best friend, duh."
"I don't feel like dealing with your shit right now." He hated to admit it, but he was scared. He followed closely behind Jack, taking in every detail of his surroundings.
Matt blinked in confusion. "Seriously? That guy has friends?"
"Well maybe if you'd quit being a little prick, I could help you." Jack knocked on the door a few times and waited. Everything would go a hell of a lot smoother if the door was being guarded by who he was expecting, but he had no idea if things had changed since he left. It had been a pretty good while.
"Well most of his other friends, are the big, scary and hairy type so I don't really know most of them well. I only hang out with Jack when he's alone. Is Mello your only friend? Oh, here's your game." Felix handed Matt his game back, Jack had made him turn it off annoyed by the button tapping.
"Whatever." Mello fidgeted nervously as he waited.
A large man with black cropped hair opened the door, he fixed his equally black eyes on Jack before breaking out in a grin. "Long time no see Jack!" He said extending his hand out.
As he dropped the game into his vest pocket, Matt was surprised that he actually had to think about that question. "Well...yeah, I guess he sorta is."
Jack returned the grin as he grabbed his friend's hand and shook it. "Vinnie! What've you been up to?"
Felix poked Matt in the chest before grinning. "No he's not, you have me!" Felix burst into a fit of giggles, not caring about how unmanly he sounded.
Did Jack know this guy? He apparently did, and that worried Mello to no end. He already didn't trust Jack (although Rod seemed to have the utmost faith in him), and the fact that Jack was friends with someone from another mafia worried him even more.
"Not much moved up a few ranks, but that's it really." Vinnie smirked down at Mello. "Is this the whore? The boss loves blonds."
Matt couldn't help smiling. This guy sure knew how to put someone in a better mood. "Sorry, don't know how I missed that."
"Actually, he's a friend of mine." Jack had no idea it would take so much willpower to say that. He honestly didn't know why he was even trying to help the brat, but he had a feeling Felix's incessant niceness was rubbing off on him. "Can't your boss cut us a deal?"
Felix waved his hand in front of Matt's face. "And don't you forget it! So, let's play a question game." He hoped Matt would be more fun than Jack, he only got through about four questions before Jack started getting snappy.
Mello had to literally bite his tongue, the coppery taste in his mouth attested to that, to keep from ripping this guy a new one. He was no whore! Rod apparently thought differently.
"Mah, I don't know you'd have to talk to him." He motioned for them to follow and he headed down a series of hallways before stopping in front a large steel door.
Matt perked up instantly. As far as he was concerned, any game was a good game. "A question game? What kinda questions?"
Jack gave Mello a look that told him to keep his mouth shut before following his friend. "I'll see what I can do, then."
Felix practically cheered, he knew Matt would make a great friend the second he laid eyes on him. "Any kind, you just gotta promise to tell the truth and we take turns."
Mello glared up at Jack, but figured he should let Jack have the upper hand. For now at least.
"Hey! Boss! Your guests are here!" Vinnie turned the knob, wincing as the door groaned in protest of being opened.
"Oh, alright. I guess you can start." It sounded pretty interesting, at least.
"God, you'd think with all the money he's got he would fix this place up a little," Jack mumbled as he stepped into the room.
"It's about damn time you got here. Been a while since I've seen you, Jack. Lemme see the blond."
Felix didn't hesitate and decided to start simple. "What's your favorite color?"
Mello stepped forward, he was sick of this. "My name is Mello, and I'm here to negotiate."
Vinnie snickered. "There's your blond boss. Wanna grab a drink and catch up, Jack?"
"Red." Matt was curious about how far the questions would go, but he was fine with sticking to easy ones. "How old are you?"
Jack rolled his eyes. If Mello wanted to dig his own grave, then fine. He couldn't help if the blond was just going to run his mouth like that. "Sure, Vin."
"Is that so?" the man asked with a raised eyebrow. "Go on, then. Convince me."
Felix looked as if he had to think before replying. "I just turned nineteen. My turn, are you gay?"
Mello hoped he didn't look as scared as he felt. "I'm sure you've heard of Kira, and it's probable that he's killed some of your men. I've come up with a plan to catch Kira, but it involves the use of missile silos. And we obviously aren't going to ask the government to let us borrow them. That's where you come in."
"Come on then." Vinnie left the room and headed for the area where a group of men were gathered around a cooler full of assort beverages, alcoholic of course.
"Uh...well I don't really know."
Jack gave the blond one last glance before following Vinnie and grabbing a beer from the cooler. "Think he'll be alright?"
"And I take it you expect me to just let you use mine?"
"Oh, okay. Your turn!" Felix didn't think it would be fair to press the subject and let it go.
"Who knows, the boss was really looking forward to getting some action today." Vinnie grabbed Jack's beer before opening it and downing its contents in a few gulps. "It could go either way honestly."
"That's the general idea, but something tells me it isn't going to go that way." Mello could feel his stomach twisting with dread as he watched the rather ugly and squat man look him over.
"Uh, do you and Jack have something going on?" Okay, maybe that was a little too personal. Oh well, no taking it back after it'd already been asked.
Punching Vinnie's arm and grabbing another beer, Jack shrugged. "Hope Mello's got a convincing speech worked out."
"You have some guts, I'll give you that. I'll make you a little deal."