Mello's POV
I was in a horrible mood. My team was gone, I was running low on chocolate, and the red head hadn't given me a second glance. I left the store with the chocolate in hand, taking off the wrapping and snapping a piece off. I put the piece in my mouth and kept my gaze on the red head, trying to remember why he seemed so familiar. Nothing came to mind. I leaned against the wall as I thought, my eyes narrowed. A name flashed into my head. "Matt. Your name is Matt, isn't it?" I asked, moving so I was leaning against the wall in the most suggestive manner I could think of.
I watched the male closely, amused at the way that had startled him. "Maybe..." He said in such a non-caring tone that I felt myself starting to get irritated. At least I had been right. That was satisfying, and my irritation slipped away. However, the fact that I couldn't pin point how I knew him didn't leave me alone, fuelling my irritation more. He was from my past, of that I was sure. I was also sure of the fact he was a gamer, but that was only because I had memories of arguing with a red haired male who looked just like him when I was a child. I watched him closely, wanting to find out all that I possibly could.
"Are you free tonight?" I asked him, my piercing gaze focused on him. I couldn't see his face properly because of those ugly orange goggles he wore on his face, and I just wanted to throw them away, as far as I could throw. I could see the gears turning in his head as he took another drag of his cigarette, his brain trying to figure out what he could tell me. I wasn't going to just let him go, no, not at all. The red head had caught my attention, and that wouldn't leave swiftly. With a sigh, he answered me.
"Why?" What type of stupid response was that? I was sex on a stick, what wasn't there to like? I couldn't reply with something like 'Because I want to see what type of noises you'll make when I push you against the wall', although I really wanted to.
A smirk crawled up my lips as I answered, "Why not? I've got nothing on, and I doubt you do. I'm not going to force you into sex, if that's what you're worried about." No, I'll make you beg for it yourself. I added in my head with a snicker.
"You talk to me like you know me. Just because you know my name doesn't mean you really know who I am, ya know." The red head said, taking a long drag of his cigarette afterwards. God, how he infuriated me. He was really pushing me now. He wasn't even looking at me – his gaze was on the sky and his face had a frown on it. It was obvious I had put it on there. Well, I wasn't going to back off, if that was what he was thinking. Still, that was the answer I had expected from him. Instead of letting it affect me, I smirked widely instead.
"I don't have to know you to do anything with you." My amusement was obvious in my tone when I answered, and I walked over to him, plucking the cigarette from his fingers. I hated the smell of cigarette smoke, and I didn't want the red head to smell like cigarette smoke when I was playing with him. "What's the point of these?" I asked as I pulled on the strap of the goggles, my gaze piercing as I stared at him. The goggles were definitely familiar too, but I wasn't sure how or where I knew them from.
The red head's answer was simple. "I like them." He delivered it with a shrug, leaning his adorable head away from me as though I was annoying him, which I had no doubt I was. The lack of attention my way was starting to get on my nerves now, and Matt certainly wasn't playing the game like I wanted him to. I took another bite of my chocolate, taking a step backwards with a visible frown on my face. The feeling that I knew the red head from somewhere was overpowering.
"I'll see you around." I said, making it sound more like a command then a casual comment. With that, I headed towards my motorcycle, not letting my gaze turn to the red haired male any more.