AN: Yes, I know this is nothing, and I know it's been forever, but I have a very god excuse! You know how I said I would be back on the 15th... well... turns out I fail at reading calenders correctly. I actually was gone for 3 weeks... but those three weeks ended yesterday! I knew you were all waiting (or at least I hope you all still are) so I figured I should pop out something before I get into a regular rhythm again. So... who's up for some fluffy MxM?

Matt POV

I stared intently at my blank DS, just itching to turn it back on. Damn flight attendants and their damn rules...

Although it may appear otherwise, I knew that simply glaring at the device wouldn't allow me to magically play it, it's just... I didn't want to look up. I could feel Mello's eyes burning into the side of my face. In my peripheral vision, I saw a glimmer of his piercing azure eyes, and I drilled my eyes further into my devise, willing myself not to meet his gaze. Because if I did, I'd be trapped, locked in his eyes until he found it fit to release me. By his focussed, statuesque position, I could tell that such a predicament would spell trouble for me.

I didn't know exactly what he had in mind, but the moment his butt landed on that cushioned airplane seat, all signs of his sugar high had drained from his veins, replaced by a chilling mischievous smirk... directed exclusively at me. He wanted immediate, undivided attention, but I would not give it to him.

"Matt..." Mello's warm breath ghosted across my ear. When on earth had he gotten so close? I imagined tiny pixilated images on the blank screen, conjured a scenario, and mashed the buttons. "Matty, I know your game's off."

"I'm pretending."

"Oh, Matt," Mello chuckled fondly, before snatching the game from my hands.

"But-" I squeaked.

"I have a better idea of what we can do with our time. Much better than imagining." He swiftly unbuckled my seatbelt, then his own.

"Mello." My voice wavered uncertainty. "We haven't reached altitude yet, so we can't-"

"Since when have you followed the rules Matt?" He inclined his head closer, closer. I gulped and squirmed away, pressing myself against the curved, plastic wall.

Not here, Mello! Please! Not in public! What if somebody sees? What if L sees?

He grasped my shoulders and pinned them painfully to the wall. "Matt..." Sweet, hot, chocolate breath. My lips tingled, just half an inch from his... I allowed my body to go lax. I didn't care who saw, I wanted this, wanted him.

I closed my throat against an audible whimper when Mello tilted his head to the side and planted a a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek.

"I have an idea," he murmured against my flushed skin. "Let's take this plane for a joyride. You always said you knew enough from your video games to fly a real plane, and I read a flight book once."

My heart sunk in disappointment. "Sure," I chirped, trying my best not to sound dejected.

Mello pulled back and smirked victoriously, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "Then let's go, Matty."

AN: Bwahaha! I just love doing that... Tell me if I'm getting too predictable! I'll be sure to put some real yummy stuff in the next chapter. Including the continuation of L and Light's bathroom fiasco. :) I don't know when I'll update... I have SO MUCH summer homework to do... but I will never forget this fic! NEVER! Love you guys!