IN THE MAKING

Prologue

A.N. And I'm BACK, with another Death Note fic. Sorry I haven't updated lately. Things were getting kind of busy at school, and I was putting all my time into finishing up work that needed to be done. Not to mention the fact that I was having issues with my phone; I had my mom take it in for me and it got sent off to try and be fixed, seeing as the warranty isn't up yet.

Anyway, onto my newest DN story, In the Making. It will be quite a bit different than Metallic Flower in the way that I am trying my hand at third-person, instead of my oh-so-usual first-person.

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, or Matt, or Mello, or any other characters mentioned that you recognize as canon characters.

"Hey, Mells," the gamer said suddenly, pausing the game he was currently playing.

The blonde in question glanced at the brunette. "What?"

"I've been thinking lately, and well... when we've finally caught Kira... do you want to... you know... settle down, and maybe... start a family?" the brunette asked, mentally preparing himself for one of the blonde's outbursts.

Mello wasn't the type of person who would be content with a calm life. Matt, on the other hand, was.

"Actually, that sounds pretty good," Mello replied. "On one condition."

Matt was too surprised by former mafia boss's response to notice the rest of what he said at first. After a couple moments, he got over the surprise.

"What would that condition be?"

"I pick the kid we adopt."

"Okay, deal."

Suddenly, the lights started to flicker for a moment before everything went black.

"Shit," Matt muttered, "the power went out."

"No fucking shit, Sherlock," Mello retorted. "What gave it away?"

"How about the storm outside and everything going dark?" Matt replied, just as sarcastic as Mello had been.

"I'll be right back," Mello sighed, standing up. "I'm going to try and find some candles."

Reaching out, Matt grabbed Mello's arm, effectively pulling the older male back to the couch.

"Don't worry about it being dark, Mello," Matt whispered, crawling over to be on his hands and knees beside the blonde. "I've got other ideas of what we can do; ones that are just as much fun in the dark."

"Just what are those ideas?" Mello breathed, knowing full well where the brunette was going with this.

"You'll see," Matt replied. He moved so that was straddling the blonde's lap, then dove in to trap the other's lips with his own.

A.N. Yes, I'm aware how evil I can be. I'm cutting off the scene right here, with no continuation of it. Why? Because it would end up being a lemon. With how many I read, you'd think I'd be able to write a non-shitty one, wouldn't you? Oh well, I can't.