Anna struggled to obtain her keys to her apartment door from her pocket with an "unconscious" Mello lying on her back. She fumbled with the lock, but then it clicked open after a few minutes of unsuccessful tries.
Her apartment was pretty bland, white plaster walls, a bluish carpet, and a few pictures of peaceful scenery on the walls to keep it looking too ordinary. Her living room connected to her kitchen, and then her small dining room connected to her kitchen. Her bed room was down a hallway, her bathroom across from it.
She gently situated Mello on her couch. Her back blessed her as she stretched out, her spine aching. She then glanced down at Mello; she still couldn't believe that she had, in fact, found him.
It was late, about a half an hour past midnight. She needed a shower despretly; she didn't need to worry about work tomorrow. There was no work tomorrow. Thank god.
She ruffled a hand through her waist-length blonde hair after removing the ponytail as she walked down the hall. Turning into her bedroom, she stripped down into an oversized t-shirt and then she headed into her bathroom.
She glanced at Mello, still same position as she left him.
Her bathroom was an attempt at a sea fashion, just a few small shell decorations on the counter, shell wallpaper, a few pictures on the wall of the sea, and an "under the water" shower curtain. She slipped open the shower curtain and turned the faucet onto hot and let the water warm up. She then took off her t-shirt and stepped into the steamy water.
In the living room, Mello stirred slightly at the sudden noise of the water running. He looked up at the unfamiliar ceiling, and then quickly drew his gun.
"Where the fuck am I?" he muttered to himself.
He looked down at himself; his tattered leather vest and his scorched pants. He then gently felt his face.
"Shit..."
He held his non-burned part of his face in his hands, tapping the shotgun against his temple. He looked towards the hallway, where the noise was coming from.
"That girl... who was she? This is obviously her house... unless I'm delirious or something" he mumbled, resting his chin back on his hand, the gun tapping against his temple again.
Mello tried getting up, the burns hurt terribly. He sat back down, cursing. He tried again, wincing from the sting. He then limped towards the shower, pressing himself up against the wall of the hall to rest after every two steps or so.
Meanwhile, in the shower, Anna was singing quietly to herself while washing her pale skin with her chocolate-scented shower gel.
Mello opened the bathroom door to a chocolate-scented steam filled room. Anna heard a quiet noise and paused washing her body. She rinsed and looked uncertainly from behind her shower curtain.
Mello glanced up at the wet Anna. "What the hell am I doing here?" he asked her.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY BATHROOM?!" She shouted, nearly throwing a bottle of shampoo at him.
"Well, I'm not gonna wait a half an hour to ask you what am I doing at your apartment while your taking a shower!" he said, leaning up against the wall.
"GET OUT YOU IDIOT!" she screamed.
"You afraid I'm gonna see somethin? Maybe you shoulda thought of that when locking the door" he pointed at the clearly unlocked door.
She smirked at him then pointed out the door. "OUT!"
"Oh for god's sake..." Mello walked towards the shower curtain.
"Don't you dare!!!" Anna made a desperate attempt to cover herself.
Mello ripped the shower curtain open, and then raised his eyebrows at her.
"There, now was that so difficult?"
Her eyes were huge, she tried covering herself with her hands, when she had no real result she attempted to grab the shower curtain from him.
"You know... you're really pathetic" he said, trying his hardest to keep his eyes off her body and into her eyes.
"Oh shut up and get the fuck outta my bathroom"
"Why? It smells quite wonderful in here and you're actually quite cute when you're mad... not to mention-"
"At least let me finish my shower" she smirked.
"Fine" he said, closing the shower curtain.
Rather big amount of swearing in this chapter... hmm... haha I can do whatever I want because it's rated M, hahaha
I do not own Death Note.
If I did own Death Note, I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer