A/N: Soooooooo... this was.. weird, but hot, to write.. my SECOND fic, and this will have a second chapter, with mature content, and sufficient warnings there. Those that can't handle lemons and hard, kinky yaoi, can end the story at this chapter. Works either way.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Death Note, it's characters or the song X X 3, all credits to the rightful owners Tsugumi Obha and Takeshi Obat (Death Note and characters) and Blood On The Dance Floor (Song)

Warnings: Language (just slightly) and implied Yaoi and sexual themes. OOC-ness.

Matt sighed for the umpteenth time that night, and downed his third Tequila-shot since he came to the club. Mello had suddenly called him, asking him – no, demanding him – to come to a downtown nightclub, by the name X times Three. He felt very weird. All the people – mostly guys, what the hell? - was staring, and it was beginning to get on his nerves, when his friend and lover finally decided to show his presence, and poked Matt on his shoulder. He turned and adjusted his goggles while looking at Mello. Vest gone for the night, Mello was showing of his scar, the one he knew Mat was turned on by, and also knew many others was turned on by too. But, for this evening, he did not care. Not for even a second.

"Come dance with me, Mail."

Matt was shocked. Mello had used his real name. In public. While Kira was still out there. Ha got up from is seat as if in trance, and nodded. He paid fr his drinks, and followed his barely dressed - if skintight leather-pants that wasn't entirely closed at the fly, and boots that was not buckled counted as dressed, then he himself was in winter-clothes, with his black- and red-striped shirt, that was slightly falling off his shoulder, and semi-loose, acid-washed and partly ripped jeans. And his boots was at least buckled and zipped up. So was the fly of his jeans.

"Fine..but only if it's not in the middle of the floor, it gets so cramped and warm." he whined, and for once in his life, Mello complied, without a fight. They stopped when they was in a heap of dancers, standing closely, but it was in the outskirts of the dance floor, so they wouldn't faint because of smells and the heat. And then his favorite song, and ironically the clubs signature song, was announced to start shortly.

He suddenly understood why Mello wanted him there, and he nodded. Fine, for one evening they could show off, and just do their thing. They announced that the club-goers should back out to the walls a little, so the night's show could start. It was a exclusive one-time thing, and if they missed it, they wold regret it. While people shuffled away from he center of the floor, Matt and Mello weaved their way through, because now that there was no people there, Matt had no problems of being there. He pushed his goggles up in his hair, giving a rare show of his eyes as the first beat of the song started.

I see those hips rolling like the rims on a Bugatti
Sweat dripping from her lips, to her tits onto her body
And I heard she has a man, she still wants to get naughty
She told me I was her type, and I told that b*tch to call me

Matt licked his lips as he rolled his hips in time with Mello's, and for a short little moment, their dicks pressed together, then the moment was over. He took a step back, grinding in the air towards his lover and tracing the tongue as it licked those soft, pink lips, and watching closely as a drop of sweat rolled over a pert nipple and down the blonde's stomach and disappearing into his navel, all while said blonde lover gave a sexy smirk to all of their audience and showing just how much they belonged together, he and the redhead. Then they both stepped closer again, Matt turning so he ground his ass against Mello's crotch.

I don't want to hit and quit it
But I'd like if you spit and sit it
Maybe lean back, watch you rub that ass
Maybe let a real man hit it

Watch her ride that pole with no plans of helping to stop it
I see the look in her eyes, I can see that she wants it

Matt almost yelped as a hand landed on his hip with a small slap, and a wet and warm tongue dragged over the nape of his neck, but he relaxed and leaned into it, while swinging his hips backwards and the down, almost sitting on Mello's leg, as the blonde had bent his knees as if he was sitting on an invisible chair. Matt cast a glance over his shoulder that made even The Mello drool. So sexy.

X times 3, we're getting undressed
Bodies against me, and it's getting wet
X times 3, move with me
I don't want your love, just your body

Can you feel it on the edge of your seat
Can you feel it, just lose yourself to the beat

Now Matt also understood the name of the club. Why didn't he realize it when they announced this song was their signature? He thought about it as he slowly pulled off his gloves, gloves that clung to his sweaty skin as if they didn't want to leave. He shook his head, just as Mello did, and the sweat dripped in a steady flow to the floor now, as they pressed tightly against each other and breathed each others scent. Public forgotten, they molded their lips together for a few seconds before they started to dance again.

I wanna see your hands, I wanna see you dance
Put your hands on me, come dance with me
Now drop that ass, and drop that beat
Now what I gotta do to get you home with me
I don't care boy or girl, just want you in my mouth please sir
Hello Mr. Right now, I'm holdin' it down like

Matt licked his lips seductively and sat on his knees on the floor, breathing hard on Mello's crotch a few moments before he got up fingers in his mouth, mimicking his lover and sucking on them as they moved in sync, placing his free hand on the blonde's hip and holding hard.

If dancing is for movement, then I am the creator
I shake my ass, I bring it back, I don't f*ck with the haters
And if you leave me satisfied, I'll add you to the list
If you talk sh*t, I'll make your lips deep throat my fist

He released his fingers from his own mouth, with a wet pop only the two of hem heard, and as Mello smirked at him with a burning gaze, filled with want and desire, he pressed backwards hard into his lover and rubbed his ass frantically against him, dragging a pleased moan from plump lips, a moan the audience could hear if you just strained your ears and stood close enough. He proceeded with taking Mello's fingers in his mouth this time, licking the leather-covered digits and then he grinned broadly. Someone was aroused. But hell, so was he, this dance did that to them.

Can you feel it, on the edge of your seat
Can you feel it, just lose yourself to the beat
Can you feel it, on the edge of your seat
Can you feel it, just lose yourself to the beat

Breath ragged and heavy, Matt faced his lover again, slithered his arms around the slightly shorter blonde's neck and kissed him.

"This dance...Mihael. You knew." he breathed against his counterparts ear, and he could hear the smirk widening on said persons lips.

"Of course. And so did you. What are you gonna do 'bout it?"

X times 3, we're getting undressed
Bodies against me, and it's getting wet
X times 3, move with me
I don't want your love, just your body

Matt rolled his eyes and leaned back, swinging his hips to the music, knowing the song soon would end.

"What do you say about.." he started, grinning confidently.

Can you feel it on the edge of your seat
Can you feel it, just lose yourself to the beat

Do you wanna play with me, I will show you ecstasy
Do you wanna play with me, I will be your anybody

"..let's wake up and continue there." he finished, as the very last part of the dance approached.

"Sounds good..wait." Mello's smirk fell and he looked confused. Matt had a predatory gaze locked on his chest. More exactly, on his scar, leaping from just over his left eye and around it, down his shoulder and all the way to his left hip.

X times 3, we're getting undressed
Bodies against me, and it's getting wet
X times 3, move with me
I don't want your love, just your body

Can you feel it on the edge of your seat
Can you feel it, just lose yourself to the beat
Can you feel it on the edge of your seat
Can you feel it, just lose yourself to the beat

Matt swung around, and as "getting undressed" sounded, he slipped his striped shirt off, leaving him bare-chested. But Mello only saw the redheads back, teasing him as he danced just inches away, but seemingly in his own world.

Ain't no bang like our bass cause you know we're gonna rock
Ain't no hype like our party cause our party never stops
Ain't no bang like our bass cause you know we're gonna rock
Ain't no hype like our party cause our party never stops

Matt, now a smirk matching his gaze on his lips, turned to Mello.

"Oh you blonde daydreaming pile of mush for a mafioso. You are so vulnerable when you leave yourself open. Am I really that good at dancing, that you can't stop remembering a one-time thing years back?" whispered a voice in his ear, and it was Matt's, even though the redhead was infront of him, nowhere near the blonde's ear. Then a snap sounded and..

Matt was in front of him, on the other side of a wooden desk, frowning.

"If you liked it so much, you could always ask me to do it again." he scolded, then broke out in his trade-mark grin, and sat on the desk.

"You know I would do it." he said seductively. "Anytime, just for you." and he looked down on his lovers crotch.

"But, it seems I don't need to do much work this time, since the dream-me have done most of the work." he laughed, memories of just moments ago flashing back to him. Mello twitching and groaning in his seat at the desk, getting aroused and filled with need from a mere day-dream, a memory of the past. He knew exactly what Mello h thought of, because he only had been submissive once in their relationship. And it was the night after that dance. And he recignized that dazed look, beeing exactly the same now as then.

"Fine. If you don't want it.." he trailed off as Mello still hadn't said a word, looking slightly confused and hazy. Then he focused and jumped up from that comfy chair on his side of the desk, throwing a remote at Matt, who easily caught it.

"Mail." Mello said, effectively stopping the redhead.

"Yes, Mihael?" he answered sultrily, almost moaning the name.

"Do it..but just this once." he grumbled, not liking his reaction to Matt's words.

"As you wish, lover."