OK, I'm so sorry i know i said i would have this out pretty soon as an apology for the long wait last time, and i really did try i swear!

But Matt decided he didn't want to co-operate with me, and he didn't like any of my ideas, so please blame him for this taking so long.

i did try i promise

Once again sorry for the wait, hope you guys enjoy and thanks for reading.

Please review!!

It had been a few hours since I had decided to head home from following Mogi. And it was bliss.

The apartment was filled with loud music streaming through my X-box from my Ipod, and I was engrossed in my game with a smoke smoking lightly between my lips. This was much better than following Mogi and that airhead of a blonde.

I don't know how long I sat like that, but I know I had gone through at least half my pack of smokes when Mello stormed in.

I didn't bother looking up at the screen to welcome him, he knew I knew he was there, and I was never too engrossed in a game to notice he wasn't there.

He sat down in the chair opposite the couch, huffing and folding his arms across his chest. I could feel the glare that was directed my way but decided to ignore him and keep playing my game.

I knew exactly why he was glaring at me, and I smirked on the inside, keeping my face a look of perfect concentration on the outside.

He sat there for a little while just glaring at me before he grabbed a bar of chocolate off the table between us biting in to it viciously. A loud snapping noise filled the room, I glanced up at him from my game, and did my best to keep my face blank.

This was my revenge. What I had said earlier about the blonde was really bugging him, I could tell. Mello was very, very possessive over his things, and he had said on more than one occasion, even before we had started sleeping with each other, that I was his.

So a flippant comment about another person, let alone another girl, I knew would be eating away at him. He didn't like the fact that I was bi, at the best of times being very self conscious over the fact, probably thinking I was going to run away with some woman when I was sick of him.

I snorted to myself, like that was ever going to happen. Mello was too big a part of my life for too long for me to just up and leave him.

He caught my eye, and the glare intensified.

"I'm taking the watch over Mogi tomorrow; you can watch the hotel where I suspect the task force is. I secured a room in the building opposite where you can set up to watch them."

Again I smirked, it was working, he didn't want me near the girl in anyway. I briefly wondered if I was poking an angry bear with a stick with this, but the thought lost my head as he spoke again.

"I have a feeling I know who the girl Mogi was with is," he said picking up my laptop and logging on to it. His voice was cold and he didn't look at me as he did this, I paused the game and watched him.

This had caught me off guard, how did Mello know this girl? I was pretty sure he had never been to Japan.

I mentally shrugged and unpaused my game, deciding that Mello must have met a lot of people from around the world in the mafia, and if he did in fact know this girl, she would be a great contact within the investigation.

Mello stood up and took the controller out of my hand, holding it out of reach to get my attention.

"Asshole I asked you a question!" I looked up at him, and he didn't look pleased at all.

I smirked a bit more knowing I was pissing him off badly; well he deserved it for sending me out for hours on end with out any kind of gaming hardware.

"Sorry, didn't hear you." I muttered as I lit a cigarette, exhaling smoke up in his direction.

He scowled more at this action. "What did you say?"

He turned the laptop around to face me, an image of the blonde Japanese girl I had seen with Mogi earlier was filling up most of the screen, while large Japanese text filled the rest of it. The website Mello was on was brightly coloured with Gothic themes running through it.

"Is this the girl you saw with Mogi earlier?"

I pulled the cigarette away from my mouth, "yeah that's her, see told you she was cute."

I saw Mello's eyes flash with anger and jealousy as I said this but carried on anyway; I was loving this game far too much to care how bad I got my ass kicked for it.

"How did you know it was her? Just know my tastes in women?" I smirked as he growled a little in his throat.

He spoke to me through gritted teeth, obviously trying to keep his voice as calm and even as possible. "When you described her to me I was reminded of a someone Hal told me about; she's called Misa Amane, and she is the second Kira, or at least L and Near think so."

I perked up at this, totally forgetting my little game of piss Mello off, "L thought she was the second Kira?"

Mello nodded and sank onto the couch next to me and turning the laptop screen to face up both, "he even arrested her and kept her in confinement for over a month while trying to get her to confess on being the second Kira... well that's what Hal told me. The internet is alive with rumours of it too, but the official statement on her website is that she was found innocent and has nothing to do with Kira. However, I know L was right; he was never wrong, and according to Hal someone else was locked up with Amane as well, but she doesn't know who it is."

He looked at me as I absorbed all this information. This was a huge break in our investigation- we had found the second Kira. It was huge news.

"Now we know who the second Kira is, so all we need to do is find out whom Amane is close with. L believed that she made contact with the original Kira after her move to the Kanto region and I'll bet anything that Kira is someone close to Amane, it has to be."

I glanced up at Mello, who was watching me intently as he spoke, and then back to the screen of my laptop. It was hard to believe that this little girl was the second Kira; it's so hard to imagine the girl in front of me willing to kill someone.

Mello snapped the lid of my laptop shut, "stop staring Matt or your eyes will fall out."

I looked up at Mello, confused. It took me a moment to remember what he was talking about before I remembered all the things I had said about her being cute earlier.

Mello shoved the laptop on the floor before getting up and stretching a little. My eyes automatically falling to the sliver of skin that was on display, and I licked my lips a little as he caught my eyes.

Shooting a look of disdain at me he let his arms fall back down to his sides, the flesh once again hidden under the leather vest he was wearing.

"I'm going to go for a shower," his voice was curt as he left the room, leaving me wishing I had seen just a little bit more of that stomach.

I sat back against the couch with my hands folded behind my head and staring at the ceiling. I was mulling over the new information as I heard the gushing of water coming from the bathroom.

We had actually gotten somewhere, we had found the second Kira. All we had to do now was figure out who the original one was and we would beat that little sheep. And then we could go back to England and maybe do something slightly normal with our lives, besides hunting down mass murderers.

I heard the shower cut off as thoughts of Misa Amane ran through my head. When I had seen her today I would have put a million dollars on her being the last person suspected of being the second Kira, let alone it turning out to actually be her. She didn't fit the profile of a psycho mass murder, she was to... fluffy.

I was brought out of my thoughts rapidly as Mello walked into the room wearing nothing but a towel and his rosary slug casually round his neck, drying off his hair with another towel. His entire body was still soaking wet and glistening in the artificial light of the room. My pants suddenly felt a size smaller as I took in the sight before me.

I shifted a little on the couch. Mello caught my eye and glared at me as he sat down in the chair opposite me, the chair he had being occupying earlier. He bowed his head low while rubbing the towel over his wet blonde locks, and he sat forward his legs slightly parted; I could see up his towel, about half way up his thighs, the rest obstructed from view because of the angle in which I was looking.

I shifted, discreetly hopefully and trying to change my angle to see further up his towel. I know it's not like I've never seen it before, but Mello is hot. So what if I like to perv on him?

Mello caught my staring and smirked a little. I bit my lip and met his haze hoping that he would somehow read the message my brain was screaming: "BEDROOM NOW!!!"

Mello adjusted himself until he was sitting back a little and revealing enough of his body to just stay this side of decent. "Like what you see, Matty?" He almost purred the words out and ran a hand sensually down his chest as he did so.

I nodded and bit down on my lip to hide the moan that threatened to escape my throat from just watching him caress his chest.

Mello lifted himself slowly from the chair, each move purposeful as he made his way over to me and bent low over me, his wet hair making a curtain that shielded our faces from the rest of the world. He moved his face so close to my own and caressed my cheek with his, breathing slowly down my neck before moving his lips so close to mine that they were almost touching.

"Too bad I'm not Misa Amane," he spoke with a smirk on his face before pulling away quickly. I looked up at him in shock. My lust fogged brain screaming in protest as he grinned evilly at me before storming out of the room.

I stood up and quickly followed him in to the bedroom protesting to him. "That was pure evil! You ass! Why the fuck would you do that!?"

He turned around. a sickly sweet smile plastered over his face,"do what, Matty?

"That sexy sensual shit? You knew exactly what you were doing! You purposely wound me up!"

I got met with nothing but a smirk in return as he turned back around and began looking through his desk for something, bending just enough to lift his ass higher in the air.

I groaned a little.

He turned around, smirked and sweetly added, "what's the matter Matt? You seem awfully wound up." It was awfully un-Mello like.

"I'm horny as fuck, and you're purposely making it worse."

"Well, if you're horny, why not go find that cutie Misa? She's what you want, isn't she?"

I narrowed my eyes at him, talk about a plan back firing; it was supposed to be Mello this frustrated and not me.

"Mello, you know damn well that I didn't mean anything, I was just annoyed because you made me go out for hours without a game boy or anything."

He turned back around, routing through that draw in his desk once again. I tilted my head to the side, hoping to catch a glimpse of some bare ass, but I got nothing- he had picked his towel well.

"Poor Matty," he pushed me back onto the bed and straddled my hips, running his fingers under my shirt and nibbling on my ear.

I moaned at the sudden attention I was getting; well, until the hand that Mello had tangled in my hair twisted into a fist and began pulling my hair at the roots, forcing my head backwards.

I hissed at the sudden pain.

Mello tugged a little harder. My head was so far back now that I was struggling to swallow.

"Do you want her Matt?" His voice had changed from the sickly sweet tone and he now sounded harsh and forceful, the jealousy showing itself.

I could barely breathe, let alone speak. Hell, I could just about manage to shake my head. Mello's grin grew wider. He stooped his head low and licked a long wet trail up my throat, to my ear lobe and bit down before whispering, "but do you want me?"

He said it with my earlobe still between his teeth, and he continued to nibble on it as I nodded my head furiously. Mello then bit down on my bared throat and sucked harshly before pushing back onto the bed.

He swooped down and pushed his lips against mine, the kiss was harsh and dominating.

His hands moved down my body and popped the button on my jeans open with much ease, for him only having one hand. "How badly do you want me Matt? Tell me, and maybe I'll let you have me."

I was so turned on. The sensual sexy movements from before had suddenly turned into this forceful, dominant Mello that I hadn't seen before. It was too much.

He still had his hand twisted in my hair, pulling it back. I was finding it really hard to find words as I tried to speak, only nothing but a gargled noise issued from between my lips. Mello smirked even more at this.

"I guess you don't really want me that much then, but... what if I want you?"

I managed a whimper.

Mello let go of my hair and stood up, grabbing me by the wrist as he did, and pulling me up off the bed. "Strip, now."

I didn't need telling twice, I stripped myself of everything I was wearing as quickly as I could. Mello just stood there grinning that devil's grin at me, his arms folded over his chest and towel still slung loosely round his hips.

Once I was stood there naked Mello stepped forward and pushed me back onto the bed, climbing slowly on top of me and moving more like a panther hunting than a human.

He grabbed my wrists and pulled them above my head, crashing his lips against my own as he did, effectively pinning both of my wrists with one hand. The other hand moving down my body to tease my hips, my stomach and thighs.

I moaned again. This was driving me mad. He was touching me everywhere but where I wanted him to and he knew exactly what he was doing.

I arched myself up to his body, hoping for more contact but he mirrored my movement, denying me of what I craved.

"Do you want me to have you, Matt?"

My eyes snapped open to see nothing but clear bright blue staring back at me; this was a shock, in all the time we had been together like this Mello had never once mentioned being on top. It had always been me who had been, not that I cared. I had never wanted something so much in my life than I did this.

I nodded furiously and Mello grinned down at me, instantly releasing my wrists from his grip and bringing a couple of fingers down and pushing them between my lips.

I instantly began to lick at them, making sure they were thoroughly coated before allowing Mello to remove them from my mouth. I knew he'd never done this before, he'd witnessed me do it to him enough that I knew I didn't need to worry.

Mello pushed his lips into mine as he inserted the first finger. My God it burned. It was really uncomfortable, having been a while since I had done this, I had forgotten how much it could hurt. I forced my self to relax as Mello began moving his finger in and out of me. As I got used to the feeling a second was pushed in and I felt myself tense again. I forced myself to concentrate on his lips and tongue and how amazing they felt working against my own.

I soon became used to the feeling and Mello must have decided that he had had enough foreplay because he was shifting himself into position between my legs. He grabbed my legs and pulled them up over his shoulders, just as I had done all those months ago.

As he pushed inside me I heard him moan loud. I gasped as I was stretched further than Mello's fingers had been able to do.

Mello began to move his hips and I screwed my eyes shut, coaxing myself into relaxing and enjoying the new feelings. I began to move with Mello, moaning as the burning mixed with pleasure. I began to loose myself in this. I could hear him moaning above me.

He picked up the pace and I lost myself in the pleasure engulfing me. I saw stars before my eyes as Mello hammered my prostate again and again. I could hear him moaning my name, but it barely registered in my mind as I was too lost in the amazing feelings he was causing my body.

Mello allowed my legs to drop and his body to fall forward as he claimed my lips again. I moaned, but it was lost. He broke the kiss and leaned his head against my own. I opened my eyes to see him breathing heavily as he still pounded relentlessly. Sweat was dripping down his face and his still wet hair clung to his face.

I began muttering profanities as I felt a burning erupt in my stomach, I could feel my orgasm building as Mello moved his lips to my neck and bit down hard on the flesh, causing me to cry out. After he had, with a doubt, left a good enough mark to satisfy himself he moved his lips to my ear, and slowed his thrusts. This caused me to whimper. I didn't want him to stop, not right now, not when I was right on the edge.

"Just remember in future, you're my bitch. No one else's," his voice was low and dangerous as he whispered these words in my ear. I nodded quickly to show him that I understood; and he sat back again, pushing my legs back into the air and slamming back in to me.

Mello grabbed my dick and began to pump in time with his thrusts. This was too much for me. I arched myself up off the sheets as my entire body tensed at the force in which my orgasm hit me. It registered somewhere in my head that I heard Mello almost scream my name, but I was so lost that my mind nor body really cared.

I felt Mello pull out and collapse on top of me. I was still swimming in pleasure too happy do anything about it. I tried to calm my breathing and open my eyes to look at him, but everything just felt too heavy to move.

Mello reached up and placed a small, lingering kiss on my lips before whispering against them.

"Mine."

I felt utter joy fill my body at that one simple word that my face broke out in a grin that could rival the Cheshire cat.

Mello rested his head on my chest as both of our breathing patterns began to slow. I ran my fingers through his hair and replied,

"Yours."