Mello awoke to the sun beaming through his window, he looked over to his clock.
"10 am?" He rubbed his eyes and went to his shower, he loved the feeling of the hot water piercing into his skin. Once he finished he put a towel around his waist and went into the kitchen to get some chocolate.
In the corner of his eye his noticed an envelope by his door. He never got mail unless it was bills..
Confused he walked over to letter a picked it up. He put his chocolate bar on the side while opening it.
His eyes went wide. "What? Who the fuck sent me this?!"
Inside the envelope was a ticket to his favourite band with a backstage V.I.P pass. There was also a note inside this confused mello, was it proof that the tickets where real? He could just go check, which he was going to. He read the letter.
Please come, I want to see you.'
It never said who it was from, okay now he was completely confused. He put the ticket and letter down and changed into his leather outfit. After he was done fiddling with his hair he went and picked his chocolate bar back up and sat on his leather sofa and pulled out his laptop.
I have to double check this, just to see if rod was playing a trick on him, but to his surprise the ticket was real. They where playing in LA in a few weeks. How did he not know?! He checked more of the website to see who was the opening band.
He scanned his eyes on the screen and found them.
Wait... I recognise that name. Where from? Was it in my past? Ugh I just can't remember!
He looked at the time to see he only had 1 hour till the meeting.
"Shit.." He mumble while putting his leather jacket and shoes on. He looked up his apartment and got onto his motorbike.
He still couldn't remember where he knew them from, and it was pissing him off. He pulled up outside the abandoned house, leaving his motorbike to go inside.
Mello walked down the corridor and pulled out a chocolate bar he unwrapped the treat and entered to room where the meeting was while taking a bite of his chocolate, making a snap sound to let everyone know he was there. he went and took a seat on the zebra sofa.
"Mello.." Rod nodded at him. Now he had to start the meeting.
"So we need a plan to get the death note any ideas?" Mello looked at them with an icy glare.
"No one has a plan?" He sighed.
They are truly useless and they are meant to be the mafia?! Thank god he was in charge now..
"Okay so here's the plan then.. Listen closely cause I won't repeat myself. Clear?"
They all nodded in reply and rob gave mello a smirk.
"The death note is in japan, so what we will do is kidnap the director, got it?"
"But he's in japan, and we are in LA... How are we meant to do that Mello?"
Okay they where truly fucking stupid...
"You're going to fucking walk there and swim back with him" He replied with sarcasm.
"Oh okay... But won't that take a long time?"
"Roy.. Are you fucking a idiot!!" Okay he was pissed, how fucking gullible where they?
He just got a blank stare as a reply.
"You'll go on a fucking plane idiot! Anyway that's the plan so get on with it."
Mello got off his seat and left the room, sometimes he really did regret joining the mafia.
So today was the day mello was going to the concert, he had a bad feeling about going but shook it off. What could go wrong? Nothing right?
He got on his motorbike and sped off. Today he would see his red head lover...