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Seiren's Note to Readers: The beginning of this entry may seem confusing. It all becomes clear at the end. I really couldn't resist this one, truly.
And as for Halle, well, there's a fangirl (and boy, depending on gender) in all of us. In some people, it's just really, really, really, REALLY deep down.
**Disclaimer**
Matt: Seiren has decided she doesn't enjoy participating in saying the Disclaimer, so…
Near: The task has been given to us.
Both: …
Mello: This is stupid.
Seiren: *stomps* This isn't stupid, YOU'RE STUPID!
*fistfight starts*
Raito: Oh dear.
Beyond: OOH! BRAWL! *jumps in*
L: The authors and authoresses do not own us. At all.
**End Disclaimer**
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~Nightmare Not on Elm Street~
Original Author: Seiren_Sekito . Any and all credit goes to her. Enjoy!!
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Near grabbed the blanket and pulled. Mello grabbed his end and pulled back. Near pulled on his end again. Mello pulled back. This continued for a good fifteen minutes.
"You aren't the only one freezing, you know," the blond huffed.
"You aren't the only one trying to get some sleep," the albino growled back.
Matt snickered over his Crisis Core game. "You know, you two could just stop pulling and get all snuggly."
Near glared and Mello flipped him the bird.
Goggled eyes lifted and glanced over the pair in front of him. "You could both just curl up next to the fire."
"Easy for you to say. You've got a fuzzy vest and long sleeves," Mello said.
Matt snuggled into the vest with a happy sigh.
Mello rolled his eyes. "Let's just get some sleep. We have to be back in our respective HQs in the morning."
More grumbling followed. Somewhere during the night, Matt, having beaten Crisis Core for the fifth time that night, let the other's breathing lull him to sleep.
~oOo~
Halle was standing guard outside Rester's room. Well, standing was too strong a word. She was actually guarding the door with her eyes closed, leaning against the wall. The noise inside woke her up.
Rester groaned. "I know you're a cold fish, but I like it a little hot."
"I'd be insulted if I didn't know you loved me just the way I am, Commander."
"Well thank God for that." Rester groaned again. "Could you move your hand? It's in the way."
"And here I thought you liked it like that."
"I like it rough. That doesn't mean I enjoy the palm of your hand pressing on my back."
"You didn't complain last time."
"Last time I was in too much pain to notice."
Gevanni snorted. "Is that a not-so-subtle hint that I should use more oil?"
"Yes." Rester groaned. "Oh yeah. That's much better. Now harder." He moaned loudly.
Halle blinked several times, her brain no longer registering what she was hearing. The sound of a hand smacking oiled flesh echoed through the door. Halle's knees went weak and collapsed under her.
"My turn," Gevanni said.
"But I'm not finished yet!"
"You can finish yourself later. You promised me that it would be my turn in five minutes. Now switch me places."
Halle, driven by the morbid need to look, pushed the door open a little. Gevanni was massaging Rester's back and shoulders. He looked up.
"Can we help you, Halle?"
Halle let out a breath she was holding. "No, I'm good." She let the door close and went to dunk her head in a tub of cold water.
~oOo~
Raito reached out and put his hand on the door to the meeting room. He moved to push it open and froze, listening to the noise inside.
"You know," Matsuda said, "I just love it when you tie me down."
Ide sighed loudly. "Keep it down! Do you actually want someone to hear you?"
"It's all part of the thrill of being caught."
"Idiot. Now hold still."
Matsuda moaned. "Oh, yeah! Give it to me!"
Ide grunted. "Am I going to have to gag you? Is that what it's going to take to keep you quiet?"
"Depends on what you gag me with."
"I feel violated."
"So do I," Raito muttered, ignoring Ryuk's laughter behind him. He walked away from the door and back up the stairs to his room, having decided his tiny shred of sanity was worth more than that. He stopped before going inside, hearing Misa.
"It works like this, Motchi. You put your hands right here and do all the work."
Mogi sighed. "Typical. If you don't want to be on top, you don't want to do anything at all, do you?"
"It's not like that! Besides, you could get Monchichi to work on me while I'm working on you."
Raito put his head in his hands. "And they're probably using my desk too."
"If it makes you feel better, you can pretend I'm Raito," Misa said.
"Now they're bringing me into it," the so-called God groaned as Ryuk cackled maniacally. He put his back to the door and leaned on it.
"If you were Raito, you'd be a lot less annoying. And I'd be giving you more than just a hand job."
Raito went red. Taking a deep breath, he gathered his composure. "Might as well get this over with." He pushed open the door and found Mogi rubbing Misa's shoulders.
He frowned at him. "I better be getting a pay raise for this."
Raito groaned. "Why do I have a feeling that this is all a very bad running joke?"
Aizawa shrugged and continued to read the paper.
~oOo~
Takada walked into the hotel room, Mikami right on her heels. The reporter stared at the only furnishing the room had: a single, solitary blanket. It promised to be a cold night. Mikami smacked his hands together.
"I guess we're going to have to get cozy tonight!"
Takada shuddered. "Raito is no God." She turned around and went back out into the hall. "Pardon me, but I'm going to stand outside and freeze now."
~oOo~
Halle, rather disturbed, walked away from Rester's room and to her own. She froze outside the main room, able to hear a certain voice loud and clear.
"Oh! OH! BEYOND!"
~oOo~
Matt sat up straight, and stared wildly about the small room. The fire in the fireplace had died out sometime during his nap and his fast breathing woke up Mello.
"Hey, Matt? What's wrong?"
"Well, first I had this dream that I was Halle and I was listening in on Rester and Gevanni have sex. And then I dreamt I was Raito, standing outside the door of his meeting room while Matsuda and Ide..."
"You don't have to finish that."
"And then I dreamed I was Raito listening to Misa and Mogi on the desk in his room."
"And?"
Matt looked at him. "And what?"
"You can finish that one. Was Misa wearing lacy black undies?"
"He was rubbing her shoulders, dimwit. She's been after Raito's ass forever now. Anyway, then I dreamt I was Takada and I was stuck in a vast icy waste land in a hotel with only one blanket with Mikami."
"Oh dear God..."
"I chose to stand outside and freeze to death."
"Good boy, Matt."
"And then I dreamed I was Halle again and I walked passed the main room in the SPK place, just in time to hear what I swear was L's voice call out Beyond's name."
"Matt? You need therapy." Mello turned over and lay back down. "Besides. You didn't dream the last part. Halle is still in fetal position and shaking against the wall over there."
Matt looked in the corner and witnessed the shell of a woman sucking on her thumb. "But how did she? I mean… No one knew where we were… And L couldn't possibly… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
~oOo~
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Seiren: I had too much fun with this one. TOO much.
Matt: That was completely humiliating… *hides under sofa out of shame*
Mello: There's more to come, I'm sure.
Matt: Nooooooooooooooo… *whines pathetically*
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