Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Agent 003 ❯ Mission three: Analysis ( Chapter 3 )

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Mission three: Analysis

The ride back to Matt's apartment gave him plenty of time to think about the mission at hand. L had washed his hands of the Kira case, he couldn't allow his mind to believe something that ludicrous. L hadn't dropped the case he was simply using them as a means to locate more information out in the free world if it did exist but then there was the death of the supermodel. He should have inquired on the woman's autopsy to see exactly what made L think that she had a heart attack. Sure, cardiac arrest but there are several things she could have been injected with to cause such a reaction with her body.

He leaned forward on the wheel blowing out smoke as he sighed. L was looking for an heir? He certainly didn't want to spend his life doing community service for the unappreciating world. It didn't take a monkey to figure out that the police resented L and all his work for them and the people of the world didn't know anything of him until the Kira case. How creepy, a undermindingly intelligent man that creeps through the underworld that can only be called by his puppet Watari. Or was L Watari's puppet? It was a reasonable assessment but not a logical one.

The beeping from Mello behind him signaled that the light had changed as he drove forward. L was right about one this, the Kira case was impossible to go about alone. At least he had Mello but something in the pit of his stomach told him that Mello would be a tough nut to crack on his own. The blond man seemed to demand more with each passing moment, who did he think he was saying they should base their mission in his house? Didn't Mello have his own place to stay?

He stopped the car stepping out slowly green eyes tinted orange from the goggles as he observed Mello parking his bike beside him and stepping off, leather creaking unforgivingly with his movements. He watched the man slowly pull off his helmet shaking his blond tresses would before slowly turning his head to give Matt a blank stare as if to say, 'what are you looking at?'

He smiled sheepishly pointing to the lift. "Yeah, I live a bit up ya'know." He mumbled as Mello just nodded slowly following him. He rolled his eyes as soon as he turned around. Oh his girlfriend wouldn't like this one, she didn't visit much but when she did he didn't think she would enjoy the thought of Mello staying there also. He could just pass the man off as a roommate but he wasn't sure how long he could keep that charade up. She had been asking more questions recently and the big blow up they had last week would certainly be bringing her back more determined than ever.

The lift ride was equally silent, almost awkwardly but somehow it wasn't. It wasn't as awkward as he would have originally thought. Upon reaching the top he sighed heading forward hearing Mello follow with each step. The leather gave him the creeps, that was for sure.

Speaking of the leather, he just had to ask. "Hey Mello?" He couldn't bring his voice above a whisper as the mans head tilted up questioning. "Um, are you a fruit cup man?" He paused at his apartment door staring directly into Mello's eyes. There was no response from his face, the same cold stern eyes and larger than life personality staring back. Had he crossed the line or something? It couldn't have been the first time he was asked something like that before, even so it made him a bit ashamed he'd gone with impulse.

Mello smirked shifting a bit. He reached forward turning the key in the lock, "No. Why?" He raised an eyebrow, "You fancy my form?"

He could feel his face blush, spreading throughout even to the tips of his ears. His face was the same colour as his hair, that hadn't happened in a while that was for sure. He turned slowly opening the door Mello had unlocked. He dropped it there, hearing Mello snicker in the background. He had won this time but it was only because he had already screwed with his mind when he touched his hand to unlock the door.

He breathed in deeply, his voice couldn't crack when he spoke, that would just fuel the other man. "So, this is my apartment." Very good. "Main hallway." He mumbled his head slipping down into his vest which he typically did when he was bested by someone. He traveled throughout the house, pointing out the mountains of video games in the living room to the several computers littering his bedroom floor for his hacking job he had been neglecting recently. He really should be getting back on that. "You can have the other bedroom, it's clean I don't use it for anything."

Mello had remained quiet leaning against the doorframe of his new bedroom, "You never answered my question." He replied tersely

Matt turned his eyes trailing down over Mello's body slowly. He was a small man, though bigger the himself. Wiry muscles, leather, blond fringe, blue eyes, half vest... He brought himself back up to the others face the blush threatening him again, "W-What?" His face was hidden by his hair and vest so he could blush but somehow he felt that blushing would be allowing the blond to win also. He couldn't allow that the blonds smirk reappearing as he watched Matt intensely with his blue orbs.

He sighed, "I said you didn't answer my question. Do you fancy my form?" He asked it again striding forward until he was face to face with Matt. Mello had a whole three inches on him in the combat boots.

Matt stopped to think his mind racing through the amounts of smartass things he could say at this moment but none of them clicked longer than a few seconds. None of them were smart enough to out do Mello. None of them were the right answer to the question. So he winged it, "And if I do?"

Mello snickered leaning forward taking Matt's lips to his. It was a gentle chastise kiss but it lasted longer than both of them thought it would. After the first few seconds Mello pressed Matt against the wall asking for entry with his tongue as the red head allowed it. It felt wrong, more than wrong. The longer it lasted the more sparks flew as he allowed Mello to search his mouth, the mans fingers running over his frame before finding purchase on the wall behind the two of them. Neither were sure how long it lasted but when the adrenaline fueled minutes passed it left them both panting with wide eyes. Mello stepped back running his fingers over his lips, Matt just staring at him before moving to fix his goggles pulling them off.

Mello was the first to speak, "That never happened." He said gently, not in the same rough voice he always used when addressing people. Matt simply nodded sliding down the wall gently until he was sitting on his bum trying to catch his breath accessing what had just happened between the two of them. There had been attraction, fire, passion and unmistakably he wanted more, he could feel it throughout his body but when he looked at Mello he couldn't tell a thing. The other man just stared for a few more minutes before shutting his new bedroom door.

He groaned softly pulling out a cigarette. This wouldn't be easy but he never guessed it would be at least it would be interesting. Yay. He blew smoke out his senses returning.

"I guess we both lost that one."

~Anything new agents?

[Indeed they shared a kiss at the end. Yummy, though it might be the last one for a while. They have a bit of coming to terms going on from now. Please! Please! Please! Review. :3 I feel so unloved.]