This chapter is following the anime date and storyline. I don't own it, I only own Moka! Oh, and it's partially based on the anime! You'll see what I mean if you stop reading the note and continue with the actual story!

Enjoy!

Racing for life

Mello POV

"We have the Book"

The Book...The Death Note.

"Did the Link had it?"

"As you ordered, we kidnapped the Yagami-girl and took it."

"Where are you now?"

"In L.A"

"I'll be there tomorrow"

I ended the call and placed my hand on my chest. We had the Death Note. "Near...I won..." I whispered and closed my eyes. In my mind, L was shaking my hand with a huge smile on his lips. 'I did it...'

"Mello?"

'Matt...' I turned and faced him. His messy hair hung in his eyes, he was naked. The dim sunlight shines on his pale skin. I smirked at the light bruises along his collarbone. He smiled sleepily and covered them with a slender hand.

"I'm hungry..." he said and rubbed his eyes. I frowned.

"Uh...I...I only have some chocolate and...Vodka." I muttered and opened the fridge's door. "You sure you can eat that?" I asked and I heard him laugh.

"Nah...I'll go buy something, then." he decided and he lifted his jeans and blouse from the floor.

"Matt."

"Hm?"

"We're leaving tomorrow." I said and took a bite from my chocolate bar.

"Yes, I figured as much. Just let me have my Laptop back so I can help you." he casually said and smirked. "You need a hacker, right?"

"Matt, you are not helping me in this. It's too dangerous." I groaned and crossed my arms. He arched a well defined brow and put his goggles on.

"Oh? So you're gonna do all the hard work and I'm just gonna sit and watch?" he mocked and adjusted his clothes on his lean body. When he looked back at me, he wasn't the little Matty from the past, but a man as stubborn as me.

"That's right." I decided. He smiled sadly and shock his head, then sighed.

"It's just not happening. I came in Tokyo to find you and help you. You're not leaving me behind again..." he said and leaned on the wall. "You won't get rid of me that easily, Mels."

I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth in anger. "I need you alive!" I shouted.

"So why are you killing me with your own hands?" he coldly asked and I gulped.

"What was that?"

"Above all, we're friends. Don't you dare forget that. Not again." he noted and unlocked the door, the left the apartment.

I threw myself on the warn out couch and bite on my chocolate. "Why don't you understand...?" I mumbled and threw my head back. "You have to stay alive."

...

With a phone call his Laptop was in my apartment. When he got back, almost half an hour after he left, he brought with him some bars of chocolate, cigarettes and Vodka. He left the chocolates next to me and I unwrapped a bar. He just slipped out of his packet a cig and lit it. He sat on the floor and turned his Laptop on.

"Tickets." I said and he nodded.

"How many of them?"

"Twenty." He glared at me but I couldn't see his eyes behind his goggles.

"You're moving the whole gang?" he asked and his fingers tapped the keys. "You don't have the money, right?"

I licked my fingers clean "You know I don't." I said and he nodded again.

"Smuggled, then..." he muttered to himself "We need fake IDs to export you little friends out of Tokyo.."

"They're not my friends" I noted, but he acted like he hadn't heard.

"...and a wealthy account to provide money..." He smirked. "Hey Mels...How would it be if the SPK paid for our transportation?"

I smiled, a bit surprised. "You can do it?"

"I can do anything with this baby." he proudly announced and patted his Laptop while adjusting his goggles on his eyes.

"Do it, then..." I said and ruffled his hair.

Then my mind flew to that TV announcement...All Mafia guys with a file in FBI would die by the hand of Kira...'So the guy knows our names, after all...Hmm...'

"Matt. I need explosive machines. Two of them."

"Explosive machines?" he protested "what for?"

"Do as I say. We must have our backs covered." I simply said.

'If Kira is right, half of my minions will die tomorrow, and I can do nothing to prevent it. I can't stay here 'cause he will know that I know, and the SPK is waiting for us with the second Death Note on hand. So they will have someone to write down our names, take our Death Note and have me killed...'

"They won't do such a thing, you know..." Matt said and my head snapped. "I don't think they want to have their guys killed."

"Then you don't know them very well."

I wasn't surprised he knew what I was thinking. It was his job to think this way, we were raised to think this way.

'I don't mind blowing up our base in LA...' is what I said to myself. 'If I can make it alive, I can still get Kira down, even without the Death Note...'

"It's set" Matt informed me. "We're flying tomorrow morning to L.A, at nine o'clock."

...

When we landed in L.A, I could almost feel my impatience oozing out of my body. The airport was full of people moving around, cops, police dogs searching for hidden drugs...

And my minions. Eighteen men in disguise with guns and explosive well hidden, enough to explode the whole airport were surrounding me and Matt.

Matt...He was supposed to be dead, right? But no one would recognize him now his signature red hair was hidden underneath that dark brown rug. I had also bought him brown contact lenses to cover his shiny emerald eyes. Now, dressed in his usual stripes, with his goggles off, he was walking next to me, carrying a handgun in his back bag. I was surprised he knew how to use it when I gave it to him, but that was Matt for you. He knew everything about technology and anything around guns. He had also hide a pair of smoke bombs in his belt. For the rest of the team, he was Tony, our new hacker, old friend of mine.

Me...? The 9mm gun, assured in the secret pocket of my vest was ready to be used.

"You're smiling like an idiot..." Matt whispered at me and I instantly frowned.

"You jerk..." I said through my teeth. "Wait until we get to the base..." I threatened.

"Oh, I'm so looking forward to it..." he mused and winked at me playfully.

...

The base was a filthy place, and it seemed like it hadn't been used for a year or two. An old building, ready to fall apart at any moment and throw some tones of steal and concrete on our heads. As much as I despised it, I had to stay there. My men put on the long face when we entered, but were wise enough to keep their objections to themselves.

Nobody wants their balls pierced with bullets...

"Shitty place..." Matt said. I gave him a warning look and he "tsk"ed in annoyance.

"Come" I told them and we entered the main room of the base. An old couch, a desk and an old stationary Computer. The covered with dust and blood carpet informed us that the place hadn't been residential for more that I previously thought. The peeled wallpaper had turned a dirty green form the mould.

"Nice..." I said to myself. "Check the other rooms" I ordered my men and they scattered in the building.

"You, the newcomer" I nodded to Matt, just in case someone was still close "you can use that desk and do the hacking." Matt smiled brightly and I paced slowly to the door and closed it. The moment we were secluded from the rest of them, I relaxed.

"Pheww..." I sighed and let my body glide against the door. "That was damn crazy!" I stared at Matt who was scratching his head and laughed.

"What?" he asked "it is hot in there!" he pouted and pointed at the rug. "I still don't believe you made me wear this thing!"

"That or you weren't coming along." I cut him off and closed my eyes. "You think you can handle it?"

"Yeah. No big deal..." he said and I heard his body falling on the couch.

"Nice..."I muttered.

Silence...I could hear my men opening doors, closing doors, laughing and talking...Those men would be dead by night, and I knew it. I shivered at that thought. So many lives...

But it was for the general good, right? 'Bullshit...'

I had killed so many of them in the past that it didn't mean anything to me. They would die and rest in peace unlike me who would keep living in agony...

"What are you being so thoughtful about?" Matt asked.

"I'm thinking that you should stay home tonight..." I said and opened my eyes.

"Home?"

"Mhmm...What, you thought we were going to live here?" I teased and he blushed lightly.

"Well...yes" he admitted.

"Wrong...C'mon, let's go." I stood up and opened the door with Matt on my tail. "Moka" I called the tall man walking towards me "we're leaving. Call me if anything occurs."

"The exit is upstairs..."Matt noticed when he saw me going downstairs.

"Do you expect us to get home on foot?" I said and I opened a steal door. A shady garage opened up to us. I threw a pair of car keys behind my back and Matt caught them in the air.

"What's that?"

"That's that!" I happily said and nodded. Right in frond of us a shiny red Camaro was parked.

"Wow..." I heard him gasp and I smiled.

"Like it?"

He made a circle around the car and caressed the hood "You gotta be kidding me..."

"It's yours." I stated and his eyes grew the side of saucers.

"And then you say you don't have money for tickets...?" he asked, amusement painting his voice. "I'll never believe you again when it comes to money, Mells!"

I watched him as he opened the door and got in the Camaro. He took the wheel in his hands and caressed the leather of the driver's seat. "What a beautiful car..." he admired and he pushed the key in the ignition. The engine purred and Matt's eyes closed at the sound.

"You're such a child..." I said and rolled my eyes.

"Mhmm...and I like it!" he gave me a happy look and patted the seat next to him "Well? Aren't you coming?" he asked, but I refused.

"Nay, I have my own toy..." I smiled and I uncovered a black motorcycle "Say hallo to my little friend here."

"You have a thing for motors, right...?" Matt commented but I ignored him and rode it. I pushed the accelerator and the motor roared. "Oh yeah..." I whispered and smiled at Matt. He was staring hungrily at me.

"In for a race?" I challenged him.

"I don't know where we're heading to!" he protested, but took his goggles out of his back and adjusted them on his eyes.

"Just turn right and follow the highway. We're leaving donw town." I told him and in a flow motion put on my helmet. He disposed his rug and his messy red hair was even more messy now.

"I'm in." he smiled and closed the driver's door.

"Hell yes..." I lowered the visor and opened the frond door with the remote. "Go!"

Matt POV

'I won't let you win that, Mels...'

I lit up a cigarette and put it between my lips. It was almost midday, so I didn't need my goggles for it was bright outside, but they protected my eyes from the smoke.

I pushed the pedal and got out of the building, then turned right as he had told me. The highway layed in frond of my eyes, suggestively shining in the sunlight. I smiled widely and bit down my cig. "Off we go!"

Adrenaline, speed, danger...I was made for that, I could tell as much. It wasn't me driving, it wasn't me pushing Mello to the side of the road or doing this entire crazy gambit to get in front of every car in the road. Lights were flashing all around me, I almost crashed twice, but damn I loved it!

I saw with the corner of my eye Mello turning his head towards me, and his eyes shining behind the visor of his helmet. Filled with amusement, I pushed the gas even more and overtook him in a turn.

"Ha!" I cheered. But then I saw the road splitting in two...

...and I slowed down to see where Mello was going. 'Damn. Where is he?'

'Right next to you' I thought I heard in my head and I panicked. My foot slipped off the pedal and the engine almost turned off. "Damn it!" I hissed and moved my legs to place. He was in front of me, spinning on his tires, and I was sure he was laughing! I followed, but the car couldn't catch up to him now he had gained distance. My teeth almost cut the cigarette in half.

The race was over, he had won

He slowed down and let me catch up to him. He taped my window with the knots of his gloved fingers and I turned my head to the left side of the car. A smiling Mello was pointing a side road and waved me to slow down. We were already in the west suburbs of LA. Less buildings, less crowd...

We stopped in front f of an old building - strange it was, all of the building Mello possessed were old and crumpy - with a wooden door. When Mello got down of the motor and I opened my door, he stared at me closely.

"Nice race. We should do that more often." he mused and I nodded.

"Yeah, now I know the road it won't be so easy for you to win!" My eyes fell on the old door and he seemed to know what I was thinking. He gave me an apologetic look.

"It's not much, but I din't have time and had Moka find it for me...It's underground, for protection." he said and unlocked the door. A narrow wooden stair led us to another door and an even more narrow apartment. Two dirty rooms, a living room and a bedroom with a filthy mattress for the night. A small bathroom for one person was located behind the bedroom's door. There was no kitchen, only a fridge near the bed with a bottle of water.

"I don't expect you to like it..." Mello said and his nose wrinkled in disgust. "I don't like it either."

"Works fine for now..." I sighed and took of my goggles. "At least there is a bed...God, I'm tired..." and I half closed my eyes. It couldn't be so bad, right? There was even a plug for my laptop! I frowned. 'I doubt I can connect to the internet, though...'

"Matt?"

"Hmm?" I hummed. Mello sat on the edge of the bed and slipped his gloved fingers in my hair.

"Get some sleep...I won't stay for long." he murmured and laid close to me.

"We do have time for what I have in mind..." I whispered and turned my head to kiss his neck.

"You said you were tired..." he whispered, but I could feel a bulge forming in his leather pants.

"Never tired enough for you..." I suggestively said and toped him. I captured his lips with mines and chewed lightly on his lower lip "I can't get enough of you, Mello..." I licked his lips and slipped my tongue in his mouth, slowly exploring the insides.

"Oh God..." he muttered and framed my face with both his hands. "Stop being so damn hot, will you?" and he unzipped his vest while I was taking off my striped blouse.

"I like turning you on." and I hooked my legs around his waist.

"Then do something about this..." he groaned and moved my hand to touch the small tend in his pants. A smile curled up my lips and I nuzzled against him.

"Oh? And here I thought you liked to take control..." I smiled brightly as I met his fogy eyes. He closed the distance between us and his arms locked around me, then he pushed me back on the mattress.

"You didn't really wanna say that, did you...?" he purred in my ear. I gulped.

"What if I did?"

He pulled away some inches to meet my eyes and glided his hand down my abdomen, over my groin and spread my legs apart. "I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to close those legs..."

It's late to continue this now, I have the bad habit to start witting late at night...But there's always the next day(or night), right?

Ok, if you really want to read some lemon, be patient for the next chapter! I'll try not to be late...:)

Till my next chapter...

xxx