Chapter Eight: The Sims: Real Life Edition
This chapter was written much quicker and, in my opinion, worse than my other chapters. I sort of wanted it over with so I could get started on the next chapter. Still trying to think of a sexy one-shot to write as well, so I keep getting distracted. XD Anyway, enjoy everyone! Introducing Mello's nemesis, Near!
"Daddy, why do you got to get a job?"
"Because we need money,"
"But how come you didn't ha'b a job before?"
"Well..." Matt sighed, "My parents left me a bunch of money and now I'm almost out..."
"Well ask your pa'wents for more moneys!"
Matt flicked the cigarette out the window, and looked back at Mello in the rear-view mirror. "Mello, my parents are dead,"
"Oh...'wike Mommy?"
"Um.." He intook a breath and nodded, "yeah,"
"Oh...ok," Mello smiled, looking out the window as the tall buildings came passed him by, "So who is 'dis Mr. 'Wuizaki? Is he nice?"
Was he nice? Matt had never been exactly sure of it; he wasn't mean at least, he was just sort of there. "Yeah...he's pretty nice,"
"Do I ha'b to go see him? Can't I go to your work wi'f you?"
"Mello, you can't come with me everywhere, work is for adults,"
"But 'dat's no fuuuun..." he pouted, crossing his arms at the chest, "When will you be back from work?"
"Um..." Matt thought for a moment, staring out at the road in front of him, "I dunno... I've got quite a few interviews today... It might be late,"
Mello didn't reply, looking at the suitcase that lie on the seat next to him. Outside the buildings grew in height, towering over the car traveling through mid-morning traffic. Matt was dressed, for once, like a member of society, with a collar shirt and dress pants, and he was devoid of his typical aviator goggles. The goggles were instead replaced with thin wire-framed glasses.
"You're not gonna 'weave 'wike Mommy did are you?"
Matt pulled into the parking lot of an expensive hotel, which cost quite a bundle to park in. Hoping L would pay him back, he brought his car to a halt. He turned around sadly to Mello.
"No. I'm not going to leave you,"
"Oh. Ok. Good!" Mello smiled, unbuckling himself from his carseat and jumping out of the car, taking with him two large stuffed animals (his old dinosaur and a new cat stuffed animal). Matt breathed out deeply, getting out of the car to join Mello. Mello grabbed hold of Matt's hand, (which was quite difficult to do while holding two oversized animals) and skipped merrily to the elevator, dragging along a much less-than-amused Matt.
Mello was all too eager to press the buttons, and instead of pressing the number four of which Matt had instructed him, he pressed all the numbers in between. Matt hit his head against the elevator wall in anger, holding back a curse as the doors opened multiple times, every time Mello happily announcing what floor it was.
Once the two finally reached the appropriate floor, Mello was stunned. He stare at the elegant wallpaper and ornate mirrors in awe.
"Woooow... 'Wuizaki 'wives here? 'Dis is so fancy!"
"Yup..." Matt angstily muttered something to himself about L being a rich bastard, before knocking on a door near the end of the hall. Mello's grip on Matt's hand tightened in anticipation.
The door opened.
"Hello Matt," the elderly Watari smiled lightly, bending over in a bow and letting his eyes fall on Mello.
"You're Mr. 'Wuizaki? But you're so oooold..."
Matt laughed nervously, picking up the small child in his hands and shushing him. "Sorry Watari, Mello's just a bit...y'know..."
Watari was completely unphased, and stepped to the side, holding the door open for the duo. They stepped into a whole different world, a world in which Mello had never seen before. Sweets sit half-eaten on tables in grandeur amounts, and the furniture was sparkling clean. On one couch in the middle of the main living room was a strange raven-haired man, looking over his shoulder to the pair. Matt put Mello down and waved awkwardly to the man.
"Mello, this is Ryuzaki," he began, watching as those two black eyes stared unblinkingly at him, "he's gonna be watching you today,"
Mello didn't reply, staring up as the pale Ryuzaki stood, slightly hunched over with a lollipop hanging out of his mouth. He held out a hand to the child, as if it were a business meeting.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mello,"
Mello looked from Ryuzaki to his hand, then back to Matt and finally looking to the man standing in front of him, hand still outstretched. Without a second thought, he took his hand in his, shaking it happily.
"Hey 'dere!" he giggled, watching Ryuzaki's blank face, "you 'wook 'wike an owl..." Still giggling, he pulled his hand away, and ran off into the other rooms, making constant 'ooh's' and 'aah's'. Matt looked at L with apology, rustling a hand through his stark red hair nervously.
"I'm sorry about this... I've just got to find a job and-"
"It's no problem," L stated plainly, licking his candy, "In fact, Roger asked me to watch over another child today, so your timing was pretty phenomenal,"
"Another child? Why?"
The awkward man shrugged lightly, hopping back onto the couch and attacking some other snacks that sit on the coffee table. "The child is only three, yet already on the way to becoming first for taking my position. I suppose he wanted Near to learn from me,"
Near? What a stupid name, Matt thought to himself, not moving from his place on the wood floor. "Hm...so it's no trouble? I may need you to watch him in the future, depending on the job I get..."
Watari stepped in with a tray of teas and coffee, placing them on the table for Ryuzaki. "It will be fine, Mail. Don't worry, and you can call us if you need anything,"
"Alright..." Matt intook a deep breath, and looked into the room down the hall, where a happy Mello jumped on the fluffy bed. Something indescribable rose in his chest as he called to the blonde. Sadness? Fear? Anxiety?
"Daddy...do you gots to go~?"
"Yeah..." Matt leaned down with a smile, wrapping his thin arms around Mello's body, "I'll be back tonight. You be good for Ryuzaki and Watari, ok?"
Mello grinned, nodding his head frantically. "'Kay! I'll be 'weal good! P'womise! Ha'b a good time at work Daddy! 'Wove you!" The child placed a small kiss on Matt's cheek before running off to the back room without another look back.
Nodding in a sort of 'thank you' to L, he turned to leave, hands in his pockets. Matt looked back to the closed door, where he heard Mello's loud, excited voice. He felt a strange sort of lingering loneliness as he went back to the elevator, pressed the button and exited in the parking lot. He had been alone nearly all his life, but now after only a few months of being with Mello, it was painful. The carseat in the back of his car was empty, and no child was in sight.
With a sigh, he lit up, driving to his first interview of the morning.
"'Wyuzaki, does you only eat candy?"
"The sugar helps boost my intellectual processing by nearly 30%," the black haired man stated matter-of-factly, stuffing another bite of cake into his mouth.
"Sooo..." Mello took a bite of his cookie, deep in thought, "Does 'dat mean that Daddy should only be feeding me chocolate instead of yucky veggies?"
Ryuzaki was going to speak, and reply in a definitive 'well, you would find benefit intellectually,' but it was Watari who spoke suddenly. "Children need other foods, Ryuzaki is the exception,"
"Hmph..." Mello pouted, taking a last bite of cookie, "Well 'dat's silly..."
L and Mello sit on the couch, still surrounded by sweets and candies of all sizes. L type away on a laptop, and Mello sat next to him, watching Rugrats. Next to Mello sit his two favorite stuffed animals, of which Mello had an arm wrapped around lovingly. Watari was behind the pair, in the kitchen (of which was incredibly large for a hotel), making something that smelled chocolatey. Mello had seemed to have forgotten about his father for the moment, much too involved in the new scenario that had presented itself.
That was when he heard the voice.
"L...who's that?"
The child stood in the hallway, rubbing sleepily at two huge black eyes. He was dressed in pure white pajamas that matched his hair. He was lacking almost of any color, except for a faint pink tint to his cheeks.
"This is Mello, Near. He'll be staying with us today,"
"Oh..." The child nodded, clutching his transformers toy in his free hand as he approached the two. He looked up at Mello, who stared back at him. The two looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity, before Near looked away, and hopped on the couch in between them. He forced his way next to L, holding onto him with one hand and stealing the remote from Mello with the other.
"I don't like this show..." and with such he changed the channel to the daily news. Mello was a bit shell-shocked, and felt tears well up in his eyes.
"Hey! I was watchin' 'dat!"
"Can you not speak properly?" Near questioned, looking at him with little expression, "How old are you, anyway?"
Mello felt hurt, and he held back the tears that threatened to overflow, reaching over to take the remote back. "'Dat's none of your business! Give it baaaack!"
"No," Near held the remote out of the blonde's reach, looking up at L with disdain, "Does she have to stay with us?"
"Hey! I'm a boy! A booooy! Not a yucky girl!"
L nodded, reaching in and saving the remote from Near. Yet instead of giving it to the now happy Mello, he changed the channel, to some detective show. He set the remote out of their reach, and went back to his computer.
"Now stop fighting,"
Mello huffed angrily, wiping away a few of the stray tears that had found their way down his cheeks, and he gave Near an angry glare. Near looked back, unphased.
"You're a meanie-head..."
"You're an idiot," Near replied, taking his transformer and aiming its fist to Mello's stuffed dinosaur, "And my transformer just killed your dinosaur,"
That was when Mello swore that he would have revenge on the albino, and pledged his undying hatred for him.