[disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of it's characters. I merely am writing a fictional story involving them. This takes place in an alternate story where Mello does not die so I'm sorry for any confusion it might cause.]
Blood
Chapter Four
Matt maneuvered the motorcycle gracefully as they approached the terminals. It was the sudden halt that snapped Mello back into the harsh reality as Matt got off the bike and put down the kickstand. Mello slid off as well and stood next to Matt. Matt was staring nostalgically at the metal contraption.
"Well old girl... we had some fun together... but I got to leave you now." he said as if he were talking to a dog or a close friend.
Mello felt rather sad making his best friend part with something precious to him. But... he knew there was no other way seeing as how they couldn't very well bring the vehicle with them.
Rem descended to the ground, her wings pushing the dirt up in a violent manner as her feet softly touched the earth. She looked at the two boys with a stone cold stare. Mello approached her unscathed.
"So what's the plan, Shinigami Rem?" he asked.
Rem snarled a bit, still not completely forgiving the boy for having offed her former mistress. She looked at the sky as if not giving Mello the time of day.
"I will possess the necessary people in order for you to gain passage to the correct flight. It will be easy but you must move quickly because I can only hold possession for a few moments. This way it will allow you to bring any armed weapons you may have on you safely onto the plane. Once you are aboard the craft, that is where I take my leave and you are on your own and I'll be having my Death Note back."
Mello reached into his bag and pulled out the black notebook.
"You won't be getting this back if you fail me though. I'll be sure to destroy it and along with destroying it, you will in turn be destroyed." There as a heartless glare in his eye.
Rem looked at the blonde boy. Matt said not one word. He was already in against his will so he had better not interfere.
"You have my word that you will not be failed." she promised reluctantly.
Matt stepped up.
"How will we know what people you'll possess and when?"
Rem looked at the red-head.
"If you look at the ground and there is no shadow, that is how you will know it is me and that it is safe. I will move in a straight pattern as not to make it difficult, so best you keep up." With that, she disappeared.
Mello looked at Matt.
"I won't leave you behind if you fall back." he said.
Matt looked at him. Did Mello expect him to fall back and rely on him? Mello started into the airport and Matt followed close behind.
Inside the terminal, Mello and Matt looked around for the first person to go to. It was hard considering neither of them had ever been on a plane on their own. They had always been catered around due to their intelligence. Mello took the lead, noticing the first target; a man with semi-long brownish hair standing at the front of the check in counter. Mello pulled Matt through the crowd in a hurried pace. Once reaching the man, Mello looked at him.
"We'd like two tickets on the next flight to Russia. And as soon as possible." he said with a hint in his voice.
The man, being possessed by Rem, rang up two tickets for a first class flight to their country of choice.
"There you are, sir. Two tickets for the ten o'clock flight to Moscow at terminal fifteen. Enjoy your flight."
Mello snatched the tickets and gave a nod to Rem and walked off down the elongated hallways. Matt stuck close to the blonde, not wanting to get lost. The excess walking was putting pressure on his former wounds. He needed to relax as soon as possible or he might pass out from the strain. He did just resurrect from the dead after all. After reaching the terimnal, Mello looked for the next sign. This time it came in the form of a busty young lady running the metal detector and x-ray scanner. This might be tricky but knowing his weapons, as well as personal belongings, were in his bag, he just needed to clear HIMSELF. He hoped Matt would be able to as well.
Mello placed his bag into the x-ray scanner and carefully walked through the metal detector, his breath held. He passed through without a beep as well as his bag. He knew it would have never in a real situation but that was not the case. Matt passed through with the same conclusion. He was free as well. They nodded at the lady and then continued on to the waiting area. It was a large, opened sitting arrangement and they had a little time to wait. There was quite a lot of people for the time of night so Mello tried his hardest to take a seat the furthest away from the people as he could. He knew Matt needed to rest.
They found a comfortable spot unoccupied by anyone and sat down. Matt felt a burden lifted from his lower body as his backside hit the cushion of the rather uncomfortable chair. Mello looked at his best friend.
"Matt... are you okay...?" he asked in a concerned voice.
Matt looked at the worried blonde, putting on a fake smile.
"I'm fine. Just a little nervous about this is all." he lied.
Mello seemed to buy the story and looked away from the other boy's direction. Matt sighed with relief.
A few moments later, after sitting for a short period of time, an elderly man approached the two boys. Mello looked at his feet and saw he had no shadow so he knew this was Rem.
"Your seats are ready, sirs." he said in a slight accent.
Mello and Matt both rose from their chairs and followed the man onto the aircraft. The first class section was spacious and each double seat was private, just as Mello had wanted. They were seated on the right side and passed behind the curtain to their seats. Mello and Matt placed their bags underneath the seats in front of them and relaxed in their chairs. The looked at each other.
"Are you ready...?" Mello asked Matt.
"I think I am." Matt replied.
Matt clenched his abdomen a bit from the pain. He was thankful it was a long flight so that his pain might be relieved a bit.
"I need to get him more blood. More blood for this deal." Mello started mumbling, psychotically.
Matt listened in on Mello's mumbling. He remembered what Yggdrasil had said to him about Mello's state after he was killed and he didn't want to put Mello through that again. He turned to him.
"And I'm going to help you." he said with a smirk.
Mello turned to Matt with an insane grin.
"You are, are you?" he said, approaching Matt's face with his own. The two were now bound by similar methods and all sense had flown out of the window of reality.
"Without a doubt. We'll collect blood for that bastard demon... and then we can live together...never leaving each others' side." Matt's hands grasped the sides of Mello's face as he continued to talk, "We'll be eternal... we'll be infamous..."
Mello's lips were inches away from his best friend's.
"I won't let you down like I did before, Matt... nothing's going to stop us now."
Matt's lips grazed Mello's.
"I know you won't..."
Suddenly, the area became a hustle and bustle due to the plane being filled with more and more passengers. Their curtain was opened by a young stewardess. She stepped inside the boys' compartment and looked at Mello.
"My work is done. I'll have my Death Note now. " Rem said in an irritated tone.
Mello and Matt both looked at Rem. Rem was in a human body meaning that if they destroyed the Death Note now, the blood from both the young lady and Rem would be brought to the Shinigami realm and to Yggdrasil. Mello snickered.
"And you've done well," he said holding up the Death Note, "and now it is time for you to take your permanent leave."
Rem's eye widened.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" she shrieked.
Without further adieu, Mello tore the Death Note in half. The young woman stuttered for a moment, before falling to the floor. He body bled silently and quickly but soon disappeared as if it had never been there. Mello and Matt both laughed menacingly. Moments later, a page of the torn Death Note opened suddenly and revealed a note. It read:
Thanks boys!
Keep it coming.
-Y
Mello and Matt both looked at each other and laughed louder. Nothing was going to stop them now...
A celebrated man amongst the gurneys.
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck.
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful fuck. (Oh thank you!)