I was out. Like I did every once in awhile. I hated being confined to the boundaries Wammy's had and although I generally followed those rules during the day, there was nothing stopping me from leaving at night.
I didn't sneak out often, just whenever I needed something like new games or if I just wanted to get away for awhile. Mello and I would sneak out together sometimes, but I don't think he knew I snuck out on my own. He might, but he's never mentioned it.
I went down to the convenience store that I usually went to. It didn't have very good games, but it was the closest store and I didn't really feel like going too far.
I strolled through the aisles when something caught my eye. A bottle of deep pink hair dye, and I couldn't help but start smirking. A little hair dye in the shampoo bottle is perfect revenge for that prick putting itching powder in my boxers.
I grabbed the bottle, picked out a game, got a couple packs of cigarettes and a few chocolate bars for my favorite chocoholic, then headed to the counter to pay. I asked the cashier how long the hair dye would last, because I wanted it to last a while but not permanent. Apparently, it would wash out in 4-6 weeks. Perfect.
When I got back to the orphanage, snuck back in, and was safely back in mine and Mello's room, I set to work. My boyfriend was sound asleep and I couldn't help but laugh a little. I went into the bathroom and located his shampoo bottle. It was almost empty too, so he would get a lot of dye out of just one use.
I mixed the dye together, following instructions, since I had no experience dying hair. I carefully poured the entire bottle of dye into Mello's shampoo bottle. It was probably too much but I figured since it would be diluted from the shampoo and water and it wouldn't be on as long as it was suppose to be, then it would hopefully balance well enough. I finished up and went to bed.
"Matty? Its time to wake up." I heard Mello whispering as I woke up. I found him laying beside me in my bed, spreading butterfly kisses across my exposed chest. I felt myself blushing when I realized this.
He giggled up at me as he spread his hand across my chest and nuzzled into me, kissing my neck. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his forehead.
"M..morning." My voice cracked a bit but I corrected it. Mello sat up and smiled down at me. Then he leaned down and captured my lips in soft kiss, pressing his hand gently into my chest. He tasted sweet, like chocolate. He always did, but this was fresh and I wasn't expecting it to be since it was so early.
I wanted more of him. My hands weaved through his hair and pulled him closer to me as I deepened the kiss. We made out for a few minutes before he finally pulled away.
"C'mon, Matty! Time to get up." He smiled and kissed my nose. I tightened my arms around him, refusing to let him leave and I nuzzled into his chest. I tried saying 'Five more minutes.' But I think it just came out as a slurred mumble, muffled by his chest.
He ran his fingers along my chest and I shuddered under his touch. He leaned into me more and his hair tickled my neck. That's when I remembered what I had planned for him. I started smirking thinking about my genius plan again.
"I'm gonna go take a shower." His voice brought me out of thought and I realized he was up and heading to the bathroom. The door clicked behind him and I jumped out of bed. I rushed to get dressed and ready, trying not to make too much noise. I gathered my school stuff and left our room to head to the library before class started.
There was no way in hell I was going to be in that room or anywhere in the immediate vicinity when Mello got out of the shower and realized what I had done to his precious locks. I contemplated skipping class to avoid the menace, but Wammy's had a strict 'no skipping policy' and I really didn't want to deal with Roger.
I had been sitting in the library, which was mostly empty except for a few other students, when I heard it. A slightly faint, but still obviously loud for what it would have to travel, scream of my name. Mello probably just got out of the shower and he would be pissed.
I could almost imagine it. His once beautifully blonde hair now, and bright pink. His face beet red with anger and contorted into something that probably couldn't even be recognized as human. The veins in his neck and forehead popping out like they were going to burst.
I couldn't hold back. I fell off the chair laughing and the few students in the library looked over at me, quizzically. I was torn between feeling pride and giddiness with how funny this was and pure terror of what Mello would do to me for this little stunt.
I headed for class, purposely a couple minutes late so that I wouldn't run into him. I walked into the classroom and instantly noticed the bubblegum pink mess that lay atop my boyfriend's head. I then proceeded to notice the ice cold painful glare I was receiving. I had to bite my lip to keep a snicker down.
I walked over and took my seat next to Mello. His expression softened as I did and I knew it was only to add a creepy tension to the fear he wanted me to feel.
"So... Where'd you disappear to this morning, sweetie?" He whispered kindly and the smirk was fighting to come back.
"I went to the library to finish some homework." I whispered back.
"Oh yeah? Are you sure you weren't just hiding?" His whisper was still mostly sweet but I could hear a little anger through it. I could tell he was getting irritated with how innocent I was playing.
"Yeah I'm sure. Why on earth would I want to hide?" I replied cockily, my voice thick with sarcasm. He scowled.
"You'll pay. Do you hear me? I will shred the skin from your flesh and shove it down your goddamn throat. I will rip your hair out with my hands. I will make you wish you had the right mind to know better than to mess with my hair." His voice was getting louder as the threats advanced. Finally, the teacher told us to be quiet and he turned back to obey.
I was still stifling a giggle but I whispered to him once more when the teacher had turned around. "It's really hard to take you seriously with that pink hair, you know." That earned me a hard death glare but he returned to his work. We were silent for the rest of class.
The bell rang and I grabbed my backpack and booked to the door, hoping to get out of there and back into hiding before Mello could catch me. I had no such luck. I felt a hand dig harshly into my shoulder just as I made it into the hall. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was.
He shoved me harshly, not letting go, to make me start walking. He lead me down the hall, half shoving me, half dragging me, but either way, it wasn't pleasant. The students in the hall made a path for us and their eyes were heavy with sorrow like they were watching someone take the walk of shame on death row.
If it were anyone else in Mello's grasp, it probably would be. It didn't take a genius (even though that's exactly what inhabited the halls of Wammy's) to put together Mello's pink hair and his hard, pissed expression and the harsh way he made me move. But I knew he would never seriously hurt me. He was going to make me pay, that was obvious. But he would never hurt me the way he would anyone else in the orphanage. I felt a little sense of pride wash over me with that knowledge, but I still feared what was to come.
We got to our room and he shoved me inside, causing me to fall to my knees. He stepped in and closed and locked the door behind him. I gulped. He smirked. I knew I was screwed and not in the sense I would have liked.
He grabbed me by the back of my collar and dragged me up, only to shove me hard against the wall.
"You think you're fucking funny? What the hell were you thinking dyeing my hair?" He yelled in my face.
I flinched at his outburst, but I kept a cocky smirk on my face. "No need to be mad, Melly-bear. I think it suits you." I said with a wink.
He scowled at the nickname. And shoved me back against the wall again. His right fist connected with my lower abdomin.
I grunted in pain and my voice was weak and breathless. "You're cute when you're angry, you know that?"
That earned me another punch to the gut. I fell to my knees, struggling to breathe. He then proceeded to walk away, leaving me there, and grabbed some of my games and started piling them into a black duffle bag.
"What the hell are you doing?" I managed to choke out.
He smirked at me. "Taking your games to Roger's. You can have them back in three days."
I managed to get to my feet. Still in pain and I had coughed up a little bit of blood. "So that's how you're getting back at me? That's weak, especially for you, Mels."
He just looked back up at me, his eyes in a glare, but a smirk on his lips. "Oh poor, naive Matty. This is just your punishment. I'll still get my revenge." I grimaced.
He finished packing every last game I owned, and set the bag down. He looked up at me with a smirk, as he took a few steps towards me, quickly closing the space between us. I instinctively kept stepping back trying to regain the space because I figured he hadn't gotten all the beating done.
I backed myself right into the wall and I braced myself as Mello advanced. I was surprised when I never felt pain, but instead, Mello's hot mouth against mine. It was rough and possessive. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand, his free hand sliding up and down across my chest.
He shoved his tongue into my mouth, invading it, taking over and claiming it as his own. He pushed his body closer to mine. I could feel electricity coursing through my body. He grinded his hips into mine and my whole body buckled forward and a moan escaped my mouth into the kiss.
He palmed my quickly growing erection through my pants and I couldn't stop from moaning louder. He got me almost to the point of release when he stopped everything and took a few steps back from me. I whimpered at the loss.
He stood there, looking me over. I could barely stand up, my knees were so weak and I was so close to the brink of my climax that it hurt. He smirked.
"This is your other punishment." He turned on his heel and grabbed my bag of games and headed for the door. "I'm taking these to Roger. Take care of your little... problem while I'm gone."
And with that, he left our room with every last video game I own. Leaving me dazed, confused and consumed with lust and a horrible, throbbing erection. And on top of all that, Mello is still going to prank me. Fucking great.
Chapter 3! Hope you enjoyed it, let me know what you think! And give me some more ideas for pranks! I bailed on my other idea for Mello's revenge next time, so I'm blank! Help me out here! Also, life is getting kinda busy so I might take a little longer to update but I'm gonna try to keep it on schedule! Thanks for reading!
-Carter