Note: Kyoko Keehl is the winner of the second "who's gonna die next" contest! The fic I wrote for her is named "Bubbles", it's a one shot 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.)
Long blond hair flew in the breeze as the woman walked past her window, only dressed with a towel around her. What would she wear today?
She walked from her closet, searching through her numerous dresses, but couldn't decide, to another wardrobe filled with pants and shirts.
What would he like? She went for black pants, a black shirt too. He loved black, she told herself.
She slid her feet into delicate black boots, then grabbed her black raincoat.
Damn rain, it would ruin her hairdo! She applied some red lipstick as she passed in front of her corridor mirror.
Then she went back on her tracks, to her bathroom, deciding that some perfume would be some more seduction. Chocolate perfume.
Yes, Halle Lidner hoped that today, she would be abducted by Mello again. But this time, she would be ready, beautiful and... he wouldn't resist her.
He hadn't showed in her bathroom, but maybe, when she would exit her apartment?
She was running out of patience. Everyday. EVERYDAY she waited, hoping he would show again. Damn, how could he have resisted the first time? She was almost naked! No one resisted Halle Lidner.
Not Gevanni. Not Rester. Not even Near. And who would have thought Near had a sexuality? Not you, and certainly not me (yuuuuck!)
But that's beside the point. Even if yes, Halle was a bit of a nymphoman. Or she was overly frustrated that she couldn't have Mello.
So when she exited her bathroom after spraying herself with chocolate perfume, she hoped, for the umpteenth time this week, for Mello to show up.
She began to run in the streets, trying to stop a taxi as rain drenched her. She pulled her black raincoat over her head to protect her perfect hairdo, and ran faster.
Suddenly, a man irrupted from an adjacent street, eyes widened by an obvious LSD high, and jumped on Halle, strangling her as she fell on the pavement, the man falling with her and landing on her stomach, still clutching at her throat.
"Batmaaaaaaaaan, DIE Batmaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!" he yelled, again and again, his grip tightening more and more.
When Halle stopped moving, her face color changing to a light blue hue, the man stood up, laughing hysterically.
"Hahahahaha Batman, here's for wearing your briefs above your pants, you fag! Now I have to find Superman!" he shouted, crossing the street like a madman and suddenly running to a guy dressed with blue dungarees and wearing a moustache.
"Mariooooooo come here! I've got something for you hahahaha!" he screamed as the poor old man tried to hide in the nearest store.
"Matt you freak, I should have been the one to kill her, I was the one she harassed after all!" Mello whined.
"That's precisely why I killed her, Mello. You're mine." Matt replied, kissing Mello on the cheek.
"Yeah, I don't know why she always thought I would fall for her, I mean, the only blonde I love is myself, she can't compare." Mello said, grinning.
"You're so modest Mello, but it's true, she can't compare to you, she wouldn't even match your beauty!" Matt purred.
"And certainly not yours..." Mello jumped on Matt, who squealed of pleasure, and blushed because of the compliment.... "But before I prove you I'm yours, I'd like to write someone's name in the death note... I have some fun ideas..." Mello's smiles turned devilish, and even Matt shivered.