Chapter: 2 flying fright
Yukki cleared her throat "Um, is… is Mello Kind?"
Matt slammed on the brakes half the reason was because a car came rushing into his lane and cut him off and the other half was from shock. Out of all the questions this girl was beaming at him that was not one that he expected. "U-Uh, are you alright back there, girly?"
The girl was thrown forward and her shoulder collided with the wall that separated her from the driver "Ow that hurt." She mumbled
"S-Sorry, where here anyways" he adjusted his goggles "and about that question you asked earlier" there was a pause as Matt drew in a breath "Yeah, I guess you could say Mello's kind" When he wants to be.
"That's nice to know" Yukki sighed as the van came to a halt "I'm not even gonna bother to ask; Where I am"
"See your starting to get the hang of it besides you'll know in a few minutes" The redhead exited the car as he flicked the end of his cigarette and walked around to the end of the van. He pulled the two doors open and sunlight flooded the dark space. Yukki felt a warm summer breeze roll in and turned her head in the direction. She felt gloved hands grab her under her thighs, above her knees and pull her towards the edge of the vehicle. He looked her up and down she was nothing special; just a normal girl dressed in a light pink long-sleeve, cotton white skirt, long ivory socks, and brown boots. She yelped at the sudden movement "I'm going to remove the blindfold now" he stated and she nodded. As promised the blindfold loosened and fell to her lap; Yukki blinked adjusting her eyesight to the abrupt light and Matt was taken back he wasn't expecting such bright, soft sky blue eyes, they looked almost a clear color.
"Your Matt?" the blue eyed girl question.
He took a drag of his cigar before answering "Who were you expecting?"
"Someone older, I guess" she shrugged
"Déjà vu" he breathed out before leaning forward.
That's when it occurred to the 17 year-old to look down and when she did she found her legs spread open and Matt standing between them "Wah!" Yukki yelped before drawing her knees together abruptly.
"Relax, I'm not gonna do anything" he reassured her "I'm not that kind of guy"
"How should I know?" the teen yelled back a blush covering her cheeks. Matt pulled her knees back apart and stepped between them again; he reached behind her and started to untie her hands. Once they were free she rubbed her wrists "Thanks"
Matt exhaled smoke up into the air before letting his cigarette fall to the floor "Alright let's get some rules straight" he stepped on the cigar before crushing it "you'll stay with me at all times, you won't run to any police officer or sign of authority, you'll follow my lead and not do anything stupid, you can't run or hide, or scream" he sighed scratching his head thinking of anything else important "Well yeah that's about it"
She looked at the older male "and what makes you think I'll listen?" The redhead sighed before reaching behind him and pulling out his gun; he waved it around in a non-threatening way before faking a smile. "You're going to shoot me?"
"No, I'm just supposed to carry a gun" he sighed putting it back "in case of emergencies"
"Where are we, that you're so careful all of a sudden-" Yukki was cut short when she hopped out of the van only to see a plane fly overhead. "P-Plane, w-where at an a-a-airport?!" Yukki yelled in fright. The male took a bag out of the trunk only to look at Yukki questioningly. "M-Matt, I-I-I can't get on a plane; I-I'm terrified of planes!" she clung to Matt's arm, begging.
"I thought you said you flew over here from France." He asked confused.
"I did but-but I was seven and I acted up so bad they had to drug me! I was kicking and screaming and caused a whole ruckus! They said it was probably the worst a passenger has ever acted!" she twirled a lock of ebony, black nervously. "Oh mon Dieu Matt ! Je ne peux pas monter dans cet avion ! Je déteste des avions ! Ne moi faites pas s'il vous plaît continuer cela ! s'il vous plaît, s'il vous plaît, s'il vous plaît!" her language was slipping from Japanese to French, as she trembled in fear.
"Shit" Matt hissed from underneath his breath "Oi, girly I can't understand what you're saying; speak Japanese."
"No! No! I'm not going on that plane you can't make me!" Yukki tried to run pass the boy but he just scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder.
"Remember what I said, behave" Matt reminded her.
"How-how are we even going to get on if you have a gun and I don't have my passport?!"
"I have connections" he shrugged and placed the teen down in front of the entrance. He grabbed the girl's arm "follow me"
The pair passed lots of people and security, and every step they got closer, Yukki got closer to the brink of insanity. They walked into a back passage way that was only for authorized personal, where a man in uniform gave them two tickets. Matt nodded and kept on; right before entering the plan Yukki lost it "Matt stop I can't get on that plane! Help somebody! Somebody help! He's kidnapping me!" the onyx haired girl yelled thrashing around.
Matt looked at the people drawing closer "Don't worry, my sister's just scared of planes" he assured them with a fake smile; leaning forward to her meet her height, he whispered for only her ears "stop it Yukki, you're making a scene"
Yukki looked him in the eye "va te faire foutre, Matt"
The redhead chuckled "Somehow I feel like that wasn't very nice" he hoisted the girl up to her feet and helped her walk into the plane and down the aisle. They stopped at their chairs and Matt offered her the window seat before stuffing his bag in the cabinets above.
"We're going to die! We're going to die!" Yukki chanted quietly in both; French and Japanese.
Matt waved down one of the stewerest before whispering in her ear. She giggled before nodding; moments later the lady came back with a small glass of water. The redhead peeked over at his neighbor who was currently babbling about in another language, before slipping something in the maiden's drink; it dissolved and the water became clear again. "Here Yukki, drink this"
"Water? Thanks" Yukki grabbed the cup from his hands and gulped it down in one breath. She breathed in and out before looking into the glass "What did you give me?"
"Just something that would knock you out for most of the plane ride" he opened his arms and she fell forward into them losing consciousness. Sighing he straightened her up so she would lean against the window but when the plane took off she slumped against him; again. He breathed out wishing he could have another cigarette right about now but instead took out his portable game player and continued level 24 on 'Racing Racers'.
There were several loud knocks on the garage door and Mello waved his hand signaling, the two knuckle heads that stood closest to the door; to open it. He knew all too well who he was going to see but who he didn't expect to see was the girl slung over his shoulder. "Who the hell is she?" he asked impatiently.
Matt looked at the 17 year-old he was currently holding and back at his best friend "What the hell are you talking about, she's the other kid we kidnapped; you told me to bring her back here" the blonde thought back a bit before he remembered he had said something of the sort earlier.
"Whatever just put her in one of the other rooms and shackle her" normally Mello wouldn't have taken such drastic measures like, kidnapping an innocent girl but he couldn't afford any mistakes; everything had to be perfect.
"I don't think she's dangerous" Matt flexed his shoulder; after carrying her around it was bound to hurt sooner or later.
"Well I didn't ask you Matt" the mafia leader said frankly "I can't take any chances" he ran a hand through his golden locks "Plus she's in America, nowhere near her home. Her best chances of staying alive are staying here with us; until I can find out what to do with her at the very least"
Matt shrugged, he had a point; if she were to escape she would probably have a 75% chance of getting into trouble whether it was from: being kidnapped (again) by worse people, dying of hunger, or getting raped, the list goes on. He sighed throwing his bag into a corner and heading to one of the empty rooms in the vacant garage; the bunch were occupying. The redhead kicked open a door he knew was bound to be empty; it occupied the space between his room and Mello's. They never really knew why the room between theirs was empty but maybe it had to do with that being probably, the smallest room between the three in that hall, besides the bathroom.
He laid the raven head on the only piece of furniture in the room; a long, dusty, velvet couch. "Sorry Yukki, this is as good as it gets" he scratched his head as he stared down at the young girl sleep, then looked about the room; it was simple and half the size of his room.
"You done?" Mello stood in the door frame; ebony shackles hanging from his index finger. He strutted forward and placed them on the girl's wrist; behind her back. "So does she talk?"
Matt took out a cigarette from the box in his hands "Yeah, too much in fact"
The blonde stood back and look at the girl before sighing "How long does that stuff work?"
His best friend lit up his cigar before exhaling smoke into the air "She should be waking up in about ten maybe twenty minutes"
The mafia leader growled before walking out of the room; Matt followed close behind "Great"
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