Note: Josephine Falnor is the winner for she guessed right! The fic I wrote for her is named "Ornament", it's a oneshot on a subject she requested, you can find it under my profile!
The game is still on, so you can try to guess who's next and win a fic on the topic of your choice! (only limits: has to be MxM, and no Matt leaving Mello or the other way around, and no character's death.)
The black haired man hurried through the crowd. He wasn't late, for he was never late. But anyway, he always hurried, just in case. There was no way he would not respect his schedule, and what was next for him was vital.
He opened the door to his apartment at 4:58:32pm, deposited his bag and coat at their usual place at 4:59:03pm, grabbed a can of ice tea and a glass in the kitchen at 4:59:48pm, sat on his couch and lit the tv at 5:00pm, just in time for the important program he never missed. Teletubbies. Yes, Mikami loves watching the Teletubbies. Why? Isn't it obvious? Because of the strict schedule Lala, Po, Dipsy and Tinky Winky respect, of course. The sun rises, the Teletubbies say hello, they do various things, then there is a small real life part, then the creatures do their stuff again, and they all say goodbye, never being late, never in advance, just in time. Mikami wishes he lived in the Teletubbies world, with people and rabbits that always respect the schedule. Schedule is life.
Once the tv was off and the glass empty, something terrible happened. Mikami looked at the huge wooden clock, just to verify it was 5:20pm exactly, but... it wasn't, oh my Kira!
Mikami jumped to his feet, almost fainting at the horrible sight of the clock that had the audacity to be two seconds late. How dare this old seventy inches tall mahogany clock be late?
Mikami couldn't even think of the word, let alone utter it. It was worse than saying 'fuck' or 'shit'!
Late... the forbidden word. It was like a password to another world on the other side of the clock, a world of chaos you would enter in a bit like with the Narnia wardrobe, but instead of fauns, lions and centaurs, Mikami would find himself in the role of the white rabbit. Mikami in Latenessland. And he would be late late late!
Oh dear, he had palpitations just thinking about that.
He pulled a chair in front of the clock so he could reach the clockwork and fix the time. Unfortunately, one of the chair's feet broke, Mikami lost his balance, tried to get a grip on the clock, who staggered, and finally fell, loudly and irremediably crushing Mikami under its weight.
"Sakujo!" Mello exclaimed as he gazed at his watch, grinning.
"Ah, why him? I thought you would kill some others first." Matt asked, clueless.
"Because he worshipped Light, and if there's someone to worship here, it's me!" Mello pouted.
"Yeah Mello, don't worry, I'll kiss your boots tonight when we get home, so you feel better." Matt teased.
"Yeah yeah, better kiss my ass..." Mello mumbled.
"Mello! You know I will..." Matt blushed, "Anyway, now's my turn! And I know who's next... I have some cleaning to do among all those people turning around you like vultures!"