L'Amour Looks Something Like You [Death Note, Mello/Matt, NC-17]

L'Amour Looks Something Like You by xxbeyondxbirthdayxx

 Paris under the snow, in winter. Mail didn't expect to be abducted after work. Neither did he expect his abductor to be a Mafia boss his age, clueless, scared, and in love. Even less did he expect to be released. So why coming back? A bedtime fairytale...

Ou god. Mello in this one was so un-Mello but in the end he was so Mello and... I dont know. But I wouldn't say this is a bedtime fairytale. To me this was just one fic without that yaoi part and with a good plot. Yea.

But everything starts with Mello kidnapping Matt so he could get to know Matt. But ofc Matt doesnt like that so much and is a little bit too hard on Mello. Everything starts to go little better after a couple accidents and Matt finally kinda gives in on Mello but fucks that but with lieing and yea. Not gonna spoil the whole fic.

Like I said in the beging I didn't like Mello in this one. He was way too ooc even when it all was explained in the end, it just didnt fit well in my mind. Mello isnt some shy guy who cant ask someone out to date or cant just walk in that store and talk. Mello just does things with his own arrogance. It was all explained in the end but it still doesnt change anything.

But Matt was like Matt in this fic. He was game addicted and didnt have so much ooc things in his character. His background was good too and so. Maybe I didnt understand his reasons to go back to talk to Mello so much but I don't have to understand everything.

The ending was good without that yaoi part. It would have destroyed to me if it had had the yaoi. But to me it came I a little too soon. I would have liked their relationship to have a little bit more time to develop. Now it felt little bit way too light and not so deep than it could have been if they had know each other a more than week.

Anyways. The thing I really liked was at the begining. Whole description and how it was full of holes and how it didnt tell you much even when it really was telling you a lot of things. It was just so beautiful and nice.

He had wandered in there, a small line of shops around one of the city's railway stations, to escape a diluvian rain tearing the sky all of a sudden, as he was walking the streets aimlessly, just for the sake of being outside, for once.
He had waited for the sky to clear, or the rain to at least lessen a bit so it wouldn't be stinging his face, helped by the cold January wind.

Its shame that the writer couldnt keep the same style for the whole fic. It would have brought so much mystery and exciting to the fic and made it more extraordinary. It is really a shame. Still the fic was good and all it would have been just so much better with that style. Yea.