Ray- This one was written by both of us. Group effort :3

Luna- really hope u like this, it's going to get more...uh...interesting as the chapters progress. so please review (i promise we won't hate on u)

Ray- HOORAY FOR YAOI!

Luna- :3

I pulled out my phone from my back pocket of my tight leather pants and started going though the contacts looking for someone to text. You would think that as the leader of the mafia I would have something better to do then just lay around my apartment, but I don't… I came across a name I hadn't heard in 4 years. Matt. I decided to text him.

Mello: Hey, long time no talk.

I slide my phone into my back pocket and got up and walked into the kitchen and got a bar of chocolate from the fridge. I felt a vibrating on my ass and I pulled my phone out once again.

Matt: Mello?

Mello: the one and only. So where have you been keeping yourself?

Matt: New York City. U?

Mello: Deutschland

Matt: you're so lucky I know a bit of German or that wouldn't have made sense.

Mello: Oh, you're so smart. I'm so proud of you sweetie -_-

Matt: You're being sarcastic, aren't you?

Mello: Yup. Hey, I was actually thinking about visiting NY.

Matt: REALLY? I'll pick you up from the airport!

Mello: Eager much?

Matt: I've missed you.

Matt: A lot.

I paused. He missed me?

Mello: Hey, don't get all sentimental on me, Matty.

Matt: Oh, sorry.

Mello: Hey Matt?

Matt: Yeah?

Mello: I've missed you too.

Matt: O.O

Mello: don't act all surprised I am human after all.

Matt: I could show you around the big apple.

Mello: I would 3 that.

Matt: so when r u coming?

Mello: Give me two days?

Matt: Sure. You text like a gay guy.

Mello: Shut up

Matt: oh I miss your abuse.

Mello: Like hell you have!

Matt: text me when u get the info.

Mello: of course.

Matt: does that mean you have to go?

Mello: no. I can talk for awhile.

Matt: YAY!

Mello: now who's the gay one?

Matt: MATTY!

Just as I was about to respond my phone rang. "Hello?"

"it's go time Mello!" it was Ralph.

"what?" I asked flopping onto my couch. My leather attire squeaking against the leather couch.

"we have a job for you to do. We've tracked down the leader of the Italian mafia. They've decided to take a vacation. Stupid bastard."

"Where the fuck are they?"

"Some cheap strip club."

"called?"

"Stifte und Nadeln."

"pins and needles? Uh…ok." I hung up the phone and grabbed my leather jacket and my helmet.

Matt: u there melly?

Mello: I have to work I will text u when I'm done.

Matt: ok I should probably work too. ;) be careful, kay?

Mello: no promises.

Matt: *pout*

I smiled and put my helmet on and started my motorcycle, driving down the street to 'Stifte und Nadeln'. I stopped and walked in. it was dark and smelled strongly of vodka, weed and sex. I sat at the bar and said "gib mir einen Wodka" which translates into "give me some Vodka" the women in skimpy clothing poured some and leaned down trying really hard to distract me with her huge boobs, (which I can proudly say did NOT work) from noticing that the Vodka was cheap. I downed it and walked though the doors to the stripping part of the club. Ralph was leaning against a wall with some big-boobed-bitch wrapped around him. I rolled my eyes.

"Focus, dumbass." I shouted. He jumped and pushed the girl off of him and tried to hide his erection, then ran to my side. "We didn't come here to get boners! Get rid of that!" He blushed and turned away from me for a moment. "Think of your grandma's naked ass or something!"

"Ugh, Mello!"

"uh don't think of me!" I said punching his back. He turned around (bonerless) then nodded to a guy sitting in a booth with about 10 girls in tiny skirts, leather tops, and stilettos.

"that's our guy." I nodded and started walking towards him.

Would it be too cheesy to say this? Ah, fuck it.

It's go time.