Ch. 4-Mr. Yagami's Secret
O.o Pshh. I'm surprised that you all are actually reading and (hopefully) liking this story. It has basically no plot. At ALL. But don't take that the wrong way. You know we love ya ^^
The albino was making out with a sexy brunette man, both of them as drunk as Matt. "There he is," he shouted, pointing to the entwined couple. "Hey, Near," Mello called out, grabbing the white-haired boy's wrist, pulling him away from the man, and lightly kissing him.
"Who's this?" he yelled over the music, examining the attractive man. He was a little taller than any of them, his cinnamon-colored hair neatly kept, with almost-golden eyes.
The man smiled beautifully, revealing a mouthful of glistening white teeth. "My name's Light Yagami," he introduced himself, extending his hand to Mello, who shook it.
"Nice to meet 'chu..." Matt slurred, throwing his arms around the man, whose eyes widened in surprise. "Um..." he stuttered, gently pulling Matt's arms away from him. "Nice to meet you too," he said a bit uncertainly, looking to Near and Mello for help.
The chocoholic grinned, wrapping his arms around Matt's waist and toying with his belt buckle, temporarily distracting his boyfriend from Light.
Just then, a man dressed in a blue shirt with a badge pinned to the pocket, with black hair starting to silver around the temples, walked up. "D...dad?" Light stuttered, looking fearfully up at the man.
"Light Yagami, what do you think you're doing at a gay bar?!" the man hissed, glaring at his son. Light hung his head, and walked out the door in the direction his father was pointing. "And you boys," the man continued, examining their faces closer. "How old are you?" he asked peering down at Near.
"Thirteen," Matt admitted.
"Fourteen." From Mello.
At that, all of the boys looked at Near.
"Sixteen?" Mello asked increduously, and the albino nodded.
Mr. Yagami shook his head, glaring at L. "Ryuzaki, you should know that it is not legal to bring children into a bar," he said, adressing the raven-haired detective, who nodded solemnly and inclined his head to the cop.
"My apologies, Yagami-san," he murmured, starting for the door but then turning around. "Yagami-san, if I may ask a question." Mr. Yagami looked startled, but inclined his head.
"You accuse your son of residing in a gay bar,'' the detective stated. "I'm sure we're all curious as to why you were here yoursef."
Mr. Yagami froze, while a smile spread across Light's face. "Yeah, Dad, have you gone all yaoi on us?"
The detective's mouth gaped open, as he glared at all of them. "I...you...get OUT!" he shouted, and L made his way towards the door, tugging on Beyond's sleeve with the three younger boys trailing after him, Mello pulling on Matt's hand.
"No!" the gamer yelled, trying to pull away from Mello's grip towards the dance floor. "No, Mell! I wanna dance!" he sobbed, doing his best to get over to the overcrowded area. Mello smirked at his friend as they headed back out to L's car.
Near still had a half-smile on his face, as he rubbed his lips. "Hey, you guys," he murmured. "Do any of you know Light's number? We're gonna get together again."
Mello winked at L, who was about to recite the numbers, then aimed a dazzling smile at the albino. "I do," he said sweetly, playfully batting his eyelashes. "It's really quite short, actually; 9-1-1. Can you remember that?"
Near nodded, too drunk to realize that this was not Light's number. He hopped into the car, immediatly pulling out his cell phone and dialing the three numbers.
"Hey, baby, I missed you," Near crooned to the phone while Mello and Matt were hysterically laughing.
Near frowned, leaning closer and shouting, "I MISSED YOU! WHEN CAN WE MEET AGAIN?"
"Listen, mister, if this isn't an emergency then-"
"IT IS AN EMERGENCY! JUST BECAUSE YOUR DAD WALKED IN ON US DOESN'T MEAN WE HAVE TO STOP SEEING EACH OTHER!" the albino roared, his face turning red.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING ABOUT?" The phone yelled, and Near thought it was rather rude to use language like that to your almost-boyfriend.
"IF YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME, THEN THIS WON'T EVER WORK. WE'RE OVER!" Near slammed the phone shut, glaring at the two boys who had tears running down their faces from laughing so hard.
"You're so mean," he mourned. "The one time I meet a sexy guy, he doesn't even remember me, and you're laughing about it?"
That sobered Matt up, but Mello continued laughing. "Near," he whined, pouting. "What do you mean, the one time you meet a sexy guy? What about me? You think he's sexier than me, don't you?" the gamer wailed, his eyes filling up with tears, and Mello roared with laughter again.
L pulled into a parking lot of a small restaurant, shutting off the car. "Do you think you could all at least try to act normal?" he asked the boys in the backseat, and, getting no response, looked back. Matt, Near, and Mello were all suddenly immersed in kissing each other.
"Hey!" B snapped his fingers twice, getting their attention. "We're going to eat, so shut up and act normal." L smiled over at his boyfriend.
Mello snickered. "But we're drunk," he informed them, gesturing to Matt and Near, who were playing patty-cake. B frowned at them, his expression thoughtful.
"Too bad," he finally said, opening the door and stepping out into the cold night. The rest of them filed out too and into the restaurant.
Matt delicately poked at a platefull of kalamari, stabbing a piece of the squid and popping it into his mouth, before chewing for a minute and then spitting it back out onto his plate, much to the amusement and disgust of everyone else at the table.
"What the hell, Mail?" Beyond asked, staring at the pile of regurgitated food on Matt's plate.
"I was raised by penguins."
Near stared at him. "No you wer-"
"Yes I was." the gamer interrupted with so much conviction, everyone else shut up. There was an awkward silence for a moment.
"I'm full," Matt announced, poking at L to get his attention.
"Are you?" the detective murmured distractedly; his attention was focused on a small blonde boy growling at a bowl of honey mustard. "Mello?"
Mello looked up. "Yeah?"
"Well...You're growling at honey mustard. Is something wrong?" L cocked his head to the side, absently patting a sleepy Near on the head.
"Uh-uh. I'm tired," he declared, standing up and heading for the door, and the others naturally followed. Mello pulled Matt up to the front and they walked outside first.
"Snow!" Matt squealed excitedly, pointing at the little white flecks swirling around them."It's snowing!"
Mello pushed his boyfriend to the car. "Yeah, and I'm cold. Hurry up."
Right now, we don't have anything else to put into this story. So, we'll probably end it with the next chapter unless we get some ideas...so please let us know what you'd like to see in it.