Okay, this one was inspired by a video call with my friend and something like this happened... Except not exactly. It was funny and I just had to make into a MAttxMello. Sorry if my details about Minecraft are a little wrong, I've never played a day in my life! Same with Skype, so just forget the minor details and enjoy this fucking story! Oh and could someone please tell me the difference between a MattxMello and a MelloxMatt! Well, here we go with one-shot number two! Warning: This one has a little bit more mature content then the previous one. And fluff! Young children turn away now!

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or Stupid Skype...

Skype Gone Wrong.

Matt's POV

Summary: It started as an innocent Skype coversation. But with MAtt and Mello... Who knows what couls happen.

I flopped down on my bed, laptop in hand, preparing to kick some ass in mine craft. But first, I must start with the computer ritual; Turn on computer. Check. Log onto MSN. Check. Log onto Fanfiction. Check. Log onto skype. Check. Log onto- Wait one moment. Go back a step. What is that dancing little '1' doing on the Skype cloud? I clicked on it and saw Mello's name enter the screen. My breath hitched in my throat. It had been three damn years since I had had any type of interaction with Mello. I quickly clicked his name and my angels face entered the screen. I pushed up my goggles and nearly screamed like a fangirl.

"Mello!" He looked at the screen and fell off his chair. I laughed my ass off (as per usual) as he peaked up from underneath the desk.

"Matt? What the fuck are you doing on my computer screen?" Mello asked, not showing his whole face. I nearly sweatdropped at Mello's incapability to understand any typr of electronical device.

"It's a new invetion called video calling. We can talk and see each other at the same time." I explained the process like I was speaking to a child. Mello narrowed his eyes and sat back on his chair.

"Shut the fuck up bastard. I know how it works, what I am shocked about is that you got my number..." I laughed and raised an eyebrow.

"Mello. I'm a hacker. How couldn't I get your number? It also helps that there is something called a search engine." Now it was his turn to face-palm. Once again, another show of how stupid Mels can be when it comes to technology.

"God I'm so fucking stupid." Mello closed his eyes and shook his head.

"No your not, your the smartest person in the world." Mello smiled and I felt an undying urge to hug him magicaly through the computer.

"Sooo... How's Wammy's doing?" He asked and I gave him a confused look.

"I don't know. I left three years ago." I almost saw Mello's reaction except the video feed for Skpye broke off before I could see.

"Why'd you leave Wammy's? Where did you go?" I started pressing key after key in hopes of regaining sight of him.

"Stupid Skype cut off our video feed. And there was no reason for me to stay without you there." I sorta regretted my word as soon as we got back video feed and I saw Mello blushing lsightly.

"Really?" Mello said, nearly a whisper.

"Really." I said strongly. I expected him to answer me immediatly, but all I saw were his lips moving. Silence was all that was coming from the other end. "Sorry Mels, audio feed broke. Just one sec." I started clicking keys again, waiting to hear my angels voice again.

Mello's Pov

God was that little dick head of a guy stupid. He let the god damn audio feed fail. And he calls himself a hacker? Pathetic. I was really annoyed. He was the one that started this conversation. He was the one that should fix this. So, instead of sitting there looking and feeling like a dick head myself, I started talking to the computer like he could hear me.

"Mattie-kins. Youz a dick head." No reply. I smiled and continued my random rant.

"A very sexy dick head." Still no reply.

"One they looks so hot in those stripes." Only one more thing I could think of...

Matt's POV

Finally, I got back audio. How did I know? I heard Mello yell something very loudly.

"I WANT TO FUCK YOU, YOU SEXY DICK HEAD!" When Mello kinda realized the audio connection had been regained, he froze. But it wasn't like I didn't either. What else would you do if you best friend just up and says 'I want to fuck you'?

"Sooo... ummm... Yea..." I tried to speak, but words failed me at the moment.

"So, you want to know where I live?" Mello asked slightly shyly.

"Mello, I'm a hacker, how Can't I know where you live!"

"Well then, get here ASAP!" I smiled.

"Sure babe." I then ended the call and booked it out the door.

Yep, it's true something like this really happened. Except my friend prompted me with popsicles and yelled 'LISTEN TO ME YOU FAT WHORE!'... It was an interesting convo... Well, hoped you liked it! Oh and Mello was really annoyed when he yelled that. If only he had of known the end result. Sorry this was soo fucking short! Promise to make the next one longer... of it's not a songfic.. Which it will probably be.

Love, Phen 3