The Ginger

“I don’t smoke, and only play video games casually. And you never worked to begin with. Not that you needed to. Besides, in this place, everything you need is provided. There’s always chocolate when I want it. Have you checked your room? You might find a game and some cigarettes there. “

Mello glared at his best friend.

Matt hadn't even thought about checking his room.

“Eh…it is comfortable. And…what else have I got back in our world that isn’t here? And I got rid of Kira and Near to boot. Maybe this place isn’t so bad. Shit, unless this place doesn’t put us through hell, why not think about staying? I mean, do you have anything to go running back home for?”

Mello knew that was a selfish look on things and regretted saying it almost immediately. Maybe when stated that way, Matt and Mello were better off here, but they weren’t the only two drawn to this hotel.Other people here might have families, reachable goals, and who knows what else they were forced to leave behind.

Sure, that was their problem, not his. But…considering he was the heir to someone who fought for justice and what was right even if it costed him is life, Mello could not honestly say that he could support the powers of this hotel if it meant keeping others from their lives.

“…That was a stupid thing to say. Of course we should figure out how to break down this place. Shouldn’t have even said that…what was I thinking?”

The ginger simply gazed at the blonde with his mouth wide-open as soon as the words "why not think about staying" fell out of his mouth. Was he actually being serious?

“Get off, get off, d’ya want people to think we’re queer?” the blonde snapped, a smile still on his face; Mello hoped that was enough to let the gamer know his affection was still appreciated.

“I guess you’re right, Matt. We’re stuck, so we’d better make the best of it. I for one, will continue to try to find a way out…”

With that, the blonde pulled out and unwrapped his customary bar of chocolate and snapped off a piece.

“If there’s a way out, it’ll be you and I that find it. Unless that damn cottonball shows up here to ruin my life; in which case he’d find it just to so I’ll be miserable,” Mello replied bitterly.

He knew his friend was annoyed by that old rivalry; he’d been listening to it for nearly a decade. In truth, Mello hated  putting his friend through it, but there was little Mello could do about the awful pressure the anger at the unfairness of it all caused in his chest. So he just let it all out in bitter, angry words.

“Damn it, Matt…I’m sorry…”

He always felt a twinge of guilt in talking to Matt about his insecurities. However, he didn’t think Matt would ever understand the value of having someone listening to his bullshit. Matt just quietly listening was like a shot of Novocaine to his troubled mind. Although some people might think so, Mello didn’t take Matt for granted nor was he ungrateful. He sighed and  leaned against his best friend.

Despite the fact that the hotel looked reasonably normal, there was a strange, dead quiet about that would make a normal, living human feel uneasy.

"Essentially, this is a hotel that we're supposedly 'stuck' in. From what I can tell, there's no way out," Matt explained, breathing smoke through his nose as he puffed on the lit, thin stick between his lips. "That's just from rumors, though. There may be a way outta here that no one's figured out, and I'm sure you and I could do some searching around and find some things that no one else has."

Matt took a long drag from his cigarette as he relaxed in a leather seat, blowing the thin smoke slowly between his lips and looking over at his best friend, watching his facial expression carefully as he processed what the ginger had just told him.

Light Yagami - sonotkira

Mello - silverwrapper

Matt

tintedgoggles

mariomattshow

gameraddicted

sociomatt

Stephan Gevanni - agent-gevanni

Beyond Birthday - ask-13eyond

“Sure, sure…” he replied nonchalantly, getting comfortable himself in the chair he was sitting in.

Matt turned and walked three doors down, getting his key out and opening the door slowly, stepping inside with the albino behind him.

“But that doesn’t mean no one else is here.”

The ginger walked over to the albino's door and stood in front of it, waiting for him with the key.

"Yeah, I'm 3 rooms down. We both have 3 roommates too. I wonder who yours are?"