Okay, so I made you wait for an update. I know that ambie-lee-smiley-chanX3 (read her stories) has been waiting. X3 I've just gotten home from Karate, with teB360 (read her stories) half exhausted. BUT I WILL fulfil my promise to them both, and put a lemon in... Maybe... Lol, they are just as perverted as me! :P

Anyway, enough apologies and rambling, ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

(Before I forget) I DON'T OWN DEATH NOTE! :P

Chapter 4:

Mello had a strange dream. His dream featured Sidouh puncturing his face with a large syringe. He was tightly wrapped up in something, but he couldn't move his head to see what was binding him. The creepy Shinigami was injecting something into him. Something cold, yet it burned.

Mello's face was throbbing and it hurt to open his mouth. He was in so much pain, he couldn't even scream, let alone talk. Sidouh slowly slid the blood covered needle underneath the skin on his cheek. "Careful, now, little one." It said. "Everything will be fine. This may only hurt a bit." -'A bit' was an understatement. Mello felt his eyes water, as the end of the needle poked into his mouth. The blondes eyes widened as the hot crimson, coppery liquid trickled out of the small puncture hole.

Mello's eyes opened widely as he quickly sat up and supported himself with his elbows. The ceiling fan was the first thing he saw. He loudly sighed in relief, thankful that Sidouh wasn't there, poking sharp things into his face.

Speaking of faces, Mello's was still throbbing. He cringed in pain each time any muscle twitched. His hand met with his forehead, and his fingers rubbed through his hair. He grimaced when the palm brushed against something on his eyebrow, and began to sting. His hand slid further, down to his cheek. Something cold and round was poking out of it and stung him like a wasp. He wondered if it really wasn't just a silly dream. He wondered if Sidouh really did poke him with a needle.

The blonde heard a slight grunt. He snapped his head to the side. Matt was just waking up. The gamer noticed Mello's face was red, hot, and sweaty. His blonde fringe was matted to his forehead. "How's your face?" He asked. Mello's eyes suddenly changed from being freaked out, into anger. His eyes went icy blue, and the dark irises shrank. "What did you say?" He growled. Matt smirked. "Do I really need to repeat myself?" Mello's eyes flicked to the side. "No. What I meant to say," He began. Matt waited for Mello to complete his sentence. The blonde remained silent. He planned to attack when the victim least expected it.

"Well?" Matt licked his lips, mostly out of boredom. He needed a smoke. He'd gone 8 hours without one. His only pen was stuffed, and he still had a pale blue ink stain around his mouth. Mello still said nothing. It was like he was arguing with himself to deliver an action. Matt got bored of waiting for his boyfriend. He turned his head to grab his phone. He unlocked it, and checked out the time; 4:32 AM.

Just then, the older blonde jumped onto the brunette's chest. Mello pinned Matt's hands to the side so he could not push him away. "Oh, someone's keen." The gamer commented. "What did you do to my face!" The blonde snapped, ignoring the strong throbbing that was caused from the yell. "I used reverse psychology." The gamer answered. "What are you talking about?" Mello's face lowered just above the other mans. "Last night." He stated. Mello immediately knew after that sentence. "You pierced my face!" He growled, pressing his forehead to the brunettes. "Yes." He honestly replied. The arrow like stud that was in Mello's eyebrow was pushed into Matt's skin, causing a tiny pain for him. For Mello, it hurt much more.

"How many piercings?" The blonde demanded. He finally understood his dream. Sidouh was Matt, and the injection that was cold and hot was the needle and the earring. "Your lip, your eyebrow, and your cheek." Mello's eyebrows raised. "My cheek? Could you think of a stranger place?" The blonde sat up, no longer skin to skin with his partner. The only thing touching was him sitting on his chest, which Matt seemed to enjoy. "I could have pierced the tip of your dick, maybe even your sack!" Matt grinned. "You're lucky I respected your privacy, otherwise I would have."

Mello's jaw had dropped. "Who would be stupid enough to pierce the sensitive flesh!" He was shocked. "Masochists like myself." Matt stuck his tongue out. "You fucking pierced your..." The blonde couldn't mention his boyfriends dick that easily. It was extremely embarrassing. "No, that would hurt!" The hacker laughed. Mello rolled his eyes. "You like pain, it turns you on, doesn't it?" He said. Matt made a small nod. "It gets me hot and hard." Mello raised one eyebrow. "What about hurting others?" He asked. Matt shrugged. "Sometimes. It depends how much pain it is. If its a nip at the tip, which would hurt, then that'd turn me on. Nothing crazy like slicing, no, that'd probably make me stiff, like doing serious damage to someone, cutting parts off, you know. That does not make me hard." He explained. "So, If I slowly sliced my hand with a knife, you'd be horny?" Matt nodded again. "But, If I slice you slowly, It'd make you even hornier?" "Yep." Mello came to a realisation that Matt was more masochistic than he was sadistic. This gave him some slight ideas.
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Mello was observing his reflection in the mirror. Painfully, he managed to pull out the lip ring, and the stud in his cheek. He was afraid to take out the eyebrow one. He knew it'd hurt much more than the other piercings, because it was right on top of a vein. After much scrutinizing, he decided to leave it in. The stud Matt put in was small, silver, and shaped as an arrow head. Besides, Mello thought it made him look badass, and scarier. He still looked like a pubescent boy, though, despite his age of 19. It was because of the cheek piercing. It left a swollen red mark on his cheek, it looked like a pimple. The other piercing was in the middle of his bottom lip. He'd heard that lip and tongue piercings chip your teeth. His teeth were perfect, he didn't want imperfection. The mark that it left on his skin was small, and unnoticeable. Mello was thankful for this.

Matt wandered into the bathroom, and laughed as he saw his boyfriend lather on the foundation. Mello turned around, after completely rubbing it in. It would be almost impossible to figure out if her were a guy, at the moment. You could look for minor details, or you could reach down and grope. – That's exactly what Matt did. As soon as he got close enough, his hand reached down, and groped Mello's crotch. The blonde jumped at the attack. "Matt! What the fuck are you doing?" He yelped. Matt smirked. "Just making sure you ain't a girl." His hand traced from his inner thigh, all the way up to the collar on his vest. "And, If I were a girl?" The blonde sneered. "I'd dump the girl, because all I want is Mello." Mello blushed at the compliment, glad the foundation worked, not showing any redness.

"What would you do with Mello?" The blonde purred in third person, as he leaned on the bathroom counter. Matt took a step closer to him, letting their chests lightly touch. "Wouldn't you like to know." The gamer whispered into his ear. Mello gripped Matts hips, pushing their crotches closer. The hacker felt a hard lump begin to grow through the leather that clung tightly around his partners legs.

Matt raised his eyebrows in surprise. Mello smirked at his boyfriends reaction, as they began to grind and circle their hips together. The gamer felt his manhood begin to stiffen once the grinding of their hips became rougher. Matt smirked at his boyfriends reddening face. He was so bold to tell him that he was horny, but blushed when he found out the person he was trying to tell felt the same way.

"Matt. Yo-you're hard." The blonde stuttered. "So are you." The brunette slowly unzipped Mello's vest, continuing the circular motion of their hips. "Do I..." Mello trailed off, feeling his face burn like fire. "What?" Matt slowly leant in after unzipping the vest. "T-turn" He was obviously nervous. Matt figured that this sort of contact had never been experienced by him before, therefore, Mello is a virgin.

The hacker discontinued circling his hips against his boyfriends and took a step back. Mello was flustered, and his face was a fiery red. The bulge in his pants was straining for attention. Matt didn't want to take Mello's virginity that quickly. Even if Mello was up for it, right at this moment. The blonde took a few deep breaths before saying anything.

"Matt, what's the matter? Aren't I good enough?" He frowned. Matt raised his eyebrows in shock. "Mello! Don't think like that! Of course you are!" He objected. "Or, don't I turn you on enough?" His blue eyes were widened in hurt. Matt slowly stroked the red cheeks that belonged to the blonde. "Mello, of course you are good enough for me. You are better than good, and I am extremely lucky to have you." The hacker attempted to calm him down. "Why did you step away from me?" Mello pushed the hand away and held it down. "Because you are a virgin." Matt replied. "I don't want to take away your virginity so quickly."

Mello's eyes narrowed. "I never said I was a fucking virgin!" He growled. Matt sighed "Mello, its obvious that you are. You are too awkward." The gamer tried not to laugh. Mello sighed. "Fine. I am." He admitted. Matt was the one person he'd admit things to this easily. With other people, he'd be stubborn and tight lipped. "Why don't you want to have sex with me? Are... Are you straight?" You could already hear the disappointment and heartbreak in his voice. "No, Mello. I'm not straight. Not anymore." Mello's eyes shifted to the ground. "What do you mean, 'not anymore'? Matt, are you bi-sexual?" He asked. The gamer shook his head. "I'm completely,100% gay for you, and only you." He promised. Mello looked back up at him, slight disbelief in his eyes. "Matt, you can't go from completely fucking straight as a fucking ruler, to as fucking straight as a circle!" He yelled. Matt frowned. He realised he was gay when he was 13;

His and Mello's friendship was strong and sturdy, the two were extremely close friends. That was the year he started to fantasize about himself and his best friend kissing. It came as a shock to him. He was sitting in class. He grew bored of his game, and started day dreaming. The day dreams came regularly to him and soon, they began to happen every day.

"Mello, I am gay. The last time I was completely straight was when I was 12." Mello's gaze softened. "Really?" He asked, his voice was muted. "Yes. Mello, I have something else to tell you. I'm also a virgin." Matt whispered into Mello's ear. The blondes eyebrows raised. "But, your confident!" He said. Matt's face went red in modesty. "Not really." Mello smiled again. This made Matt grin.

"Do you think that we'll ever have sex with each other?" Asked Mello. His pale face did not change red, not even pink. "Yes, hopefully." The gamer replied with a small laugh. "Y'know, I actually hope we do." The blonde smiled a very small smile as his cheeks were painted pink. "Y'know, I have liked you since I was 13. I was so happy and over the moon when I found out your sexuality, and that you wanted us to be together. It'd be a disappointment if we went so far, and did nothing about it." Matt gently ran his hands through his boyfriends hair. "Wait, since 13? So was that why you always went red in the face whenever I touched you, or even tapped you?" Matt briefly nodded. "I thought that was absolutely adorable." Mello purred into Matts ear. Matts face went red again, and he grinned. "And I think you are absolutely sexy." He replied. "You look so good in leather, it clings in just the right places on your body." Matt mused. Mello's face was bright red. He knew he was sexy, he made sure of that everyday. He wanted to hear what mattered. "Mel, you are drop dead gorgeous. You aren't handsome, you are beautiful. By my standards, that is far better." Matt smiled again, and so did Mello. That was exactly what mattered.

Matt leaned in to his boyfriend, closing in the gap between them. The gamer's lips captured the chocoholics. Matt's fingers curled into the thick blonde hair that belonged to the older man, Mello gripped the striped collar of the shirt that hung off the gamers torso, sliding it down one of his shoulders.

Mello didn't mind that the bottom of his lip and his cheek were aching at the contact. All he wanted was the kiss to deepen from an innocent peck, to a romantic pash. Of course, it had to be kinky; otherwise it wouldn't be that great.

Matt lifted Mello's smaller body onto the bathroom counter, trying desperately not to break the kiss. Mello sat on the counter, and Matt had to part it. They took a deep breath. Mello opened his legs to invite Matt into his personal space. Matt gladly walked in, crashing their lips together once more. The blondes mouth opened, and so did the brunettes as he snaked his tongue from his own mouth, into the other. The two tongues wrested together when the blonde tried to push the intrusion out, and try to invade the other mouth.

Desperately, Mello tightly gripped the back of the other boys head, when he found out that Matt had the upper hand. As Much as the blonde tried, he could not win the fight, but he would not give up that easily. As a joke, Matt decided to pretend that Mello had won. He slid his tongue back into his own mouth. As quickly as Matt had done this, Mello's had moved in. Matt smirked into the kiss as he bit the intrusion lightly. Mello moaned, and broke the kiss. Matt licked his lips. "I won~" He sang. Mello smirked. "Whatever." He playfully shoved the hacker before him.

Matt kept licking his lips. "Why do you keep licking your lips?" The blonde asked. Matt smirked. "My lips taste of you, and you taste really good." In a provocative way, once again Matt licked his lips. His tongue slowly slid out of his already opened mouth, and suggestibly licked around it. The brunettes hands gripped the knee caps of his boyfriend who was sitting on the counter in front of him, and slowly slid his hands up, dangerously close to his delicate area. Mello was wondering why Matt was stretching out the time they have, when they could be using it to fuck each other up the asses. –It's obvious That Mello wanted sex, and soon!

"Matt, you know how much I want you to take me." The blonde stated, hating how he sounded needy. Matt leaned it, and nuzzled Mello's neck. "I know. Do you know how much I want the same thing?" He whispered. The two jumped, and separated from each other when they heard a clearing of a throat. Mello glared at the man who interrupted their moment, and destroyed any small thread of chance that they'd have sex in the bathroom. Jack Neylon. Why! Out of all of the people, it had to be him!

Mello jumped off the counter. "What." He snarled. Neylon smirked, and crossed his arms. "So, you really are a faggot."He spat. Mello gritted his teeth, and pulled out his gun, pointing it at the older man. "Fucking say that again, and i'll fucking kill you!" He threatened. Neylon laughed. "Stupid fag!" He breached the threat, and Mello shot into the ceiling. Little specs on plaster fell in between them. "My gun is loaded, and I'm not afraid to shoot your sorry ass!"

Neylon laughed again. "Go fuck your faggy little sex toy somewhere else. I need to piss." Mello glared at him for referring to Matt as a 'faggy little sex toy'. Nobody gets away with calling Matt that, nobody!

Matt growled at what the man said, and punched Neylon in the face. Neylon fell to the ground, and groaned, while holding his nose. "Ever say that again," Mello began, placing a boot in the middle of his chest. "I will shoot your tiny dick off." He aimed the nozzle of the gun at Neylons crotch. "Got it?" The blonde dug the heel of his boot into Jack's rib cage. "You wouldn't shoot me, you pussy!" He chortled. Mello flipped the hammer of the gun, and pulled the trigger. Neylon made a cry of shock. His chest was heaving up and down at surprise. "You're lucky I missed." The blonde snarled, before shoving the heated gun back into his waist band. He dug the boot further into his chest, and walked out with Matt by his side.

"I'm telling you! Mello is gay!"Jack Neylon argued this with Rod 5 times already. Rod just laughed in Neylon's face. "Why is it your problem?" He replied. "Because he's a fag!" Neylon growled. "Remember we made a wager about him being gay, but we never had any real proof?" Some men nodded. "Well, now we do! I witnessed it with my own eyes!" He exclaimed. "Even if you did, you'd need at least another guy with yah!" Some guy with dreads, smoking a joint reminded him. Neylon growled. "Fine. Rod and I will catch Matt and Mello in the act!"

"What act?" Came Mello's distinct voice, as he came into the room everybody was lounging around in. "Don't worry, Mello." Neylon stormed out of the room. Nobody said goodbye to him, or even paid attention to him leaving.

"Mello!" Rod greeted. "I see you've got a piercing." He pointed out at the miniature arrow head poking out of his eyebrow. "Yeah. It hurts too much to take it out." He said, falling onto the couch, and slumping down.Rod laughed, and began to divide up a small pile of cocaine sitting on the table, with his credit card. Mello snapped off a hunk of chocolate. "I heard two gunshots. Everything fine?" The bald mafia boss asked. Mello's eyes shifted to the guy next to him, leaning over to sniff the drugs on the table. "Everything is fine." He snapped. "Neylon just ruined my day. I threatened him twice. He just doesn't fucking learn." The blonde violently ripped a huge piece off his chocolate bar.

Rod didn't reply, because his nose sucked up all of the white powder on the table. Rod held the bridge of his nose for a minute, like he had a brain freeze, and looked back at the younger man. He noticed how tense and agitated he looked. Rod pulled out a small plastic bag with a larger supply of the shit from his jacket pocket. "You look like you need to loosen up." He said, pouring another tiny pile of it on the table. "You should try this stuff." He put the small bag back in his pocket, and divided it up with his credit card again. Mello gave one look to the drug, and scrunched his nose up. "No thanks. I'll be fine." He said, and got up to leave. Rod just shrugged. "Whatever." And he sniffed the white powder up. As he held the bridge of his nose, it began to bleed. "Shit. It's happening again." He muttered.

Well, well, well. Did I disappoint anyone? HAHAHAHA! Ok, I've made you guys wait long enough, but I think there may be a lemon in the next chapter, happy?

So, review if you feel up to it, 'coz it'll make me happy, and there will be a larger chance that I will post up a smexc sex scene!