Anna had quite the time untying Mello. At least in her head she did.
"About fuckin' time" He growled, rubbing his wrists.
Anna smirked, "I could have left you on the streets, you ungrateful chocolate-obsessed jerk" She grabbed a chocolate bar from the candy store bag and tossed it to him.
"I can leave anytime I want" Mello spoke, tearing open the wrapper.
"You can't even walk to the door without wincing!" Anna yelled from the bedroom.
"Shut up!"
Anna smiled as she put away her new clothes, then she tossed Mello's new clothing into a different drawer. She then hid the other twenty chocolate bars in a locked drawer. Just in case. She then glanced at the clock, two thirty.
She walked out of her room, running a hand through her hair. She looked over at Mello, who was wincing as he got comfortable on the couch. She grabbed a peach from the kitchen and plopped down next to him. He watched her from the corner of his eye.
"What's up?" He asked.
She sighed at the bad attempt to make conversation. "Mello, what were you doing, hurt on the streets?"
His eyes narrowed. "Nothing"
She snorted. "That's as believable as that chocolate bar introducing itself. No, really, what the hell were you doing?"
He crossed his arms. Wince.
Anna leaned over Mello for the remote. She quickly grabbed it, then her footing on the carpet slipped. She became acquainted to Mello's lap rather quickly.
"Hey, whoa, personal space" He spoke, trying hard not to show that her weight caused him pain.
Anna's face filled with red as she tried to get back up. Soon enough, she was back in her original position, she flipped on a movie. As she put the remote back on the other end table, she noticed the peach sitting there by the lamp. She slowly took a bite as she watched the television screen.
"Ever try chocolate peaches?" Mello suddenly asked. He smiled a bit at his genius conversation.
"What?" Anna asked, she looked at Mello's curiously.
"Chocolate peaches, you know, peaches with chocolate?"
"You're terrible at describing things, Mello, but yeah, I've heard of them" Said Anna, taking another bite of the peach.
"Have you ever tried one?" Mello spoke smoothly.
Anna shook her head, left to right. Within seconds, she felt a warm hand on her face, it pulled her closer. She didn't show any sign of unwillingness as her face was pulled closer to Mello's. Soon, their lips met. Mello's lips parted, the chocolate taste ran in Anna's own parted lips, the peach taste lingered, and so did the chocolate.
They didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but neither of them really wanted it to end.
The movie's music played in the background, the lights from the city had lit the darkness of the night. Neither of them cared.
A sudden knock on the door caused them to jump. Anna found Mello on top of her, his hand on her waist. She gently slid out from underneath him, only to land clumsily on the floor. She dusted herself off, took a few breaths, and went to the door. She whipped open the door to see who exactly was there.
"There have been reports of a criminal escaping a bombing, miss, have you seen this man?"
A cold, horrible shock ran up Anna's spine when she saw the police officer holding up a mug-shot picture of Mello. She struggled to keep calm, her eyes gazed at the photo. Then she glanced at the officer, who was an older man, brown hair thinning, a rather good start on a pot-belly. "No, officer, I haven't seen him"
"Okay, miss, keep your eyes peeled" The officer spoke, pocketing the photo, "Just remember, he's very dangerous"
"Alright, officer"
With that, Anna shut the door. She locked it. Twice. She turned around, and leaned on the door. She looked at Mello.
"What?" He asked, he ran a finger across the couch pillow.
"You really fucked up" I sighed.
Oh, god, I'm sorry! It's been literally forever since I updated or did anything! I really appreciate any person who has waited... for months... and put up with my hiatus-ness!
Yeah. I still don't own Death Note. Darn.