7th Blast || Mello || [Video/Voice]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello is inside the onsen. He was watching the storm outside as it tears down trees and whips the waves into an insane foam.]

Alright, anybody still out in the storm four words of advice: do not be retarded. The only actual shelter on this whole fucking island is the bathhouse. Do not hide in the jungle, do not stay in your tent, do not stand their staring at the storm with your mouth opened, I don't care where you are or what you're doing get your sorry asses to the bathhouse. I don't care if you're sleeping, writing a letter to mommy, picking your nose, or jerking off, stop it and get your fucking asses down here. Stay in groups, walk as fast as possible, try to stick to the clearest path possible. If you can't get here find a cave, do not stay in the opened or in a fucking tent. Understand?

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[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

I wasn't thinking that!

[Yes he was and he tries to keep the sting of being read off his face. Although he knows that he's not even close to fooling Matt. He sighs and gives the storm one last glance before "tch"-ing and turning away]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[Matt studies his back for a moment.

And sighs.]

You really are going out, aren't you. Christ, Mello. You always take on the dangerous shit.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello shrugs. Mutters indignantly]

Not going out there. Not yet.

[He looks around the candle lit bathhouse, trying to distract himself. You know, he's never been to an onsen.]

Wanna try this place out?

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[Matt follows the path of Mello's eyes. He doesn't respond, at least not in words. There is one nod before he starts pulling his shirt off.]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello chuckles, sliding his vest off.]

Eager, huh?

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Any water that I can't die in is good water.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

You can die in an inch of water if you try hard enough.

[Slips out of his boots and pants, toeing the water before stepping into the bath]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

C'mon, have a little faith in me.

[Matt follows after him, gradually settling into the water. He leans his head back, grinning after a moment.]

Damn. It's been awhile since we took a bath together.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello has fastened his hair in a loose ponytail to keep it from getting wet. He looks at Matt and soon adopts his smile]

Even longer since we've kept it clean. Probably more than ten years.

[Back when Mello had to practically sedate Matt in order to get him to take a bath. Back when it was a fight anytime Mello tried to get his new friend to do anything that counted as taking care of himself]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Hey. Remember those little toy boats we used to play with?

[His grin becomes more mischievous.]

Stole 'em from Near.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello laughs]

How the fuck did you get them out of his hoard?

[Mello sinks up to his neck releasing a long contented sigh. All that's missing are bubbles and hot chocolate or cold beer waiting for him when he got out]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

You kidding? I've been shoplifting since I was seven. It was nothing.

[He chuckles.]

To bad they all got destroyed in the great soap ring navel battles.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello's not going to touch that first part. Then he bursts out laughing at mention of the Great Soap Wars. He hasn't thought about that in a looooong time]

Those were important battles and a lot of great imaginary men lost their lives fighting in them.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my men.

Least Captain Kong went down with his ship.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Hey, I lost a few too, Captain Shelley died in that same battle. I think.

[Snicker] He was a good monkey.