A/N: XD We felt bad about the last chapter being short so we tried to spiff this one up a little. D: We kinda failed. XD It's a tiny bit longer though! :D Next chapter is when Matt and Mello finally meet! What'll happen? XD Even we don't know! Thanks for the reviews everyone. :D More please?

Mello walked down the street, avoiding the murky puddles that the morning rain had left, and made his way to the run down convenient store about a five minute walk from his apartment. He looked down at his feet while he walked. He really needed new shoes, but he'd shop online later. He only looked up again when he bumped into someone. He shot them a tough guy glare and smirked as they practically scurried off. Once he got to the store he pulled open the rusted door and heard the familiar jingle of a bell signaling his arrival. He'd been to the store many times before and had memorized the quickest route to the chocolate.

When he caught a glimpse of someone that looked awfully familiar disappearing into a store, Matt almost tripped. Well, he did trip. Into a dirty puddle. He quickly got up, really hoping no one saw. But his main concern wasn't the cocktail of water and other questionable liquids he just fell in; it was getting into that store. He hurried inside, totally forgetting that he had been on a trip to get cigarettes, and glanced around.

Mello collected all the chocolate he thought he would need for a couple days, only twelve bars, and headed to pay for them. When he walked down another isle he saw a few other things he was low on, and since he brought a lot more cash than he would need to pay for the chocolate he figured he'd stock up on everything. He made his way through the isles, picking up random things. A new toothbrush, he had dropped his in the toilet during his last tantrum, toilet paper, and some lip gloss. What? It tasted way better than chapstick, and if anyone asked, it was for his girlfriend. Yeah.

Matt started going through the isles, frowning at each one that didn't have who he was looking for. He wondered a little if he had just been seeing things, but that wasn't nearly as good a thought as seeing his old friend again. He just needed to see where that damn head of blond hair had disappeared to.

A few more snacks, some bobby pins, and a one bottle of chocolate syrup later, Mello was ready to go. He took his items to the counter where a portly, smiling woman stood.

"How are you today, sir?" She asked warmly while scanning each thing.

Mello just grunted in response and wished she would hurry. Once she finished and bagged his things she wished him a good day, and with a wave Mello made his exit.

After thoroughly searching the store, Matt sighed in disappointment. Apparently he was wrong about what he saw. Or hell, maybe Mello was a magician now. Great disappearing act. Cue the applause.

Using all his balance and skill Mello juggled the bags and managed to somehow unlock the door to his apartment. Once inside he dumped the bags on the couch and dug through them, putting the items in their appropriate places. He grabbed a chocolate bar and slumped on the couch. He was bored again.

Matt made his way back to his apartment, groaning when he realized he forgot to get cigarettes. He didn't even feel like going out anymore. "Guess I'll see how long I can make it," he muttered as he plopped down on the couch.

He figured he might as well contact that Matt guy again and grabbed his laptop. He minimized the porn site he had up, which had really only kept his interest for about twenty minutes, quickly tiring of the plastic women and cheesy lines. He brought up his email and checked Matt's number before punching the numbers in on his phone.

Matt picked up the phone, a little edgy from his lack of cigarettes. Apparently he couldn't make it too long. "Yeah?"

"It's M." Matt sounded a bit different than he had the day before, but Mello disregarded it.

"Oh. You got a job for me?" He was half tempted to ask for payment in cigarettes, but he stifled that urge. "The first job you gave me is already done."

"Give me the results. Send me a link to the account so I can check it." Mello thought for a moment. He didn't really have any word from Rod as to another job, but he might once he tells him Matt finished the first one. He had hoped Matt had forgotten about the job he mentioned. He still didn't trust this guy enough.

Matt did as he was told, grinning smugly. "Finished it a little while after you hung up on me. I was gonna call back and tell ya, but-" Matt blinked, realizing he wasn't exactly sure why he hadn't called M instead of just waiting to be called. "Well, y'know."

Mello checked his email and clicked the link. How about that? This guy really knew what he was doing. He reconsidered telling Matt about his plan, but it would take a little more than that.

"I'm impressed, Matt. I honestly thought you were a wash out. I think you're ready for a new assignment. Expect a call from Rod shortly." Mello hung up and immediately called Rod.

"Hello?"

"Rod. Matt did pretty well for his first assignment. I think he's ready to take the next step."

"Is that so? Well alright. I have something lined up already. When should I tell him?"

"Now, I would say. He didn't really seem like he had much of anything else to do."

"Whatever you say, Mello." He hung up on the blond and called his new 'tech genius.'

Mello frowned. He hated when Rod did that. Sure, he could do it, but he couldn't stand when it was done to him. He drowned his frustrations in his newly acquired chocolate.

Matt couldn't help wondering if M just hung up on everyone. Was he the only person in the mafia that knew how to have a phone conversation? Hmph. He answered his phone a second time when he saw Rod was calling. "Hey."

"Matt, your next assignment is ready. I have some things I need you to disable."

"Huh? Like what?" This one sounded interesting.

"An alarm system and some security cameras. You'll have to access them remotely."

"Alright. I just need to know where the place is. Can I ask why I'm doin' this?"

"No," Rod replied matter-of-factly. "Check your email for the location and get to it." And with that he hung up, confirming Matt's suspicions that no one ever taught these people how to talk on the phone.

Mello had finally calmed down when he got about halfway through his bar of chocolate, and he jumped when his phone vibrated loudly on the coffee table.

He picked it up and brought it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Mello, I gave Matt his new assignment. You'll be working with him this time."

"Really? Fine." Mello was hoping that he'd get to lay around the rest of the day.

"Yes. We're still a little short on funds, and word is that a place nearby has a bunch of contraband stored up. Matt's gonna disable the security system, but he has to be in pretty close range. You're gonna watch his back, and then instruct the men on where to go."

"You mean I actually have to go inside?" This day was going sour, and fast.

"That's the general idea. Come on Mello, you haven't had to get your hands dirty in a while.

Mello sighed. "Fine."

"Glad to hear it. I just emailed you the location."

"Great." Mello quickly hung up, feeling proud of himself for getting revenge for their earlier conversation.

Matt checked out the address, frowning when he saw he wasn't close enough to disable the security from where he was. "I guess Rod expects me to go there." He felt a nervous twinge in his stomach, wondering if he should call M. He didn't particularly want to go anywhere at all, let alone by himself.

Mello checked his email, grumbling the whole time. He knew the place, they'd raided it once, but he guessed the people were dumb enough to go back to the same place. No doubt the security was much tougher, that was probably why Rod needed Matt's help. He got up from the couch and stretched. He might as well make his way there. Rod liked things to get done as fast as possible, and he had nothing else to do.

After a few minutes of worrying, Matt dialed M's number and waited. The worst that could happen is the guy would make fun of him for being scared.

Mello grabbed his helmet and headed out the door. He hadn't needed to travel very far from his apartment and so he didn't need to take his motorcycle. He felt excited when he slid into the seat, but came down from his miniature high when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

"What?" Mello sounded harsher than he meant to, but he wasn't concerned with it at the moment.

Matt winced a little at the man's tone. "I just wanted to know if I have to go to this place by myself."

"Of course not, you'd be dead on arrival. I'm on my way now, no doubt Rod's already sent his goons."

"So I should just wait? Isn't someone gonna tell me what to do?" Matt hated making decisions for himself. Especially things like his. He wanted some direction.

"No dumbass, hurry up and get there. Meet me a mile east from the destination to regroup. Bring your nerdy shit." With that Mello hung up and put on his helmet. He practically shuddered when he revved the engine.

He was starting to doubt Matt, he was going to chicken out. Figures. He sped off loving the way the leather hugged his body even tighter when he was flying down the road.

Sighing, Matt grabbed what M had so affectionately called his 'nerdy shit' and stuffed his DS into his pocket before putting on his vest and going to his car. It took about 20 minutes for him to finally get to where he had been told to go, and it seemed like no one else had made it there yet. He turned the engine off and took out his DS, turning it on. He didn't mind waiting very much.