the escaped logician (cadence) wrote in ironman7, @ 2007-09-26 22:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | cadence, death note, week 6: prompt 3 |
Death Note (random mafia man -> Mello) [week 6 - prompt 3]
Title: Some Kid
Author: Cadence
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 300
Summary: Working for Mello isn't a bad job.
Author's Notes: ...I don't know how Ironman keeps sneaking latter-half Death Note ideas in on me. The hell, seriously.
He'd been a little skeptical of the kid, of course. Everybody was to start. They'd bring someone in, like they'd brought him in, to meet the new boss, and they were all honored and shit, because they were being brought in because they were the best, and then the boss was some kid with a bad haircut and leather pants. The snap of chocolate and the crinkle of foil got on a guy's nerves after a few minutes, too, and Mello kept it up for hours on end. And then there was the way he smirked at you, like you were beneath him.
Sometimes people were physically beneath him, of course, like when he had them on the ground at gunpoint with a heavy boot on their neck, but that was the exception.
Thing was, they were really beneath Mello, all of them. It wasn't just the way that he always seemed to know exactly how everything would go down, and how that meant big and regular payoffs. It was that Mello didn't hesitate. If you challenged him, Mello pulled his gun in half a second. If you tried to call his bluff, Mello shot you. The word was beginning to get out that you damn well listened when Mello told you something.
After all that, though, it wasn't a bad job. Pretty cushy, really, especially the inner group, 'cause mostly they just spent time lounging around watching Mello think or talk or eat chocolate. Sometimes you got kicked around a bit when you said something stupid.
But well, Mello's boots were all shiny leather and buckles like he'd never walked in the dirt. That and the flex of his muscles under skintight pants weren't a bad thing to get an eyeful of, even if it meant you got bruised.