A/N: You guys are gonna like this one. It has some slash in it....FINALLY! So me and Dukki just finished writing this one-well actually re-writing this. That's besides the point though. We are on winter break so we will try and update as often as we can. Your guys support is very encouraging. So here's chapter 6, enjoy!

Disclaimer: We only own the OC's.


Chapter Six -- Too Easy

Mello had set up camp on one of the two couches in the suite's living room. A set of large headphones were perched on his head, the microphone set up in front of his chocolate-filled mouth. This was the part he had missed; the action. Sadly enough, however, this was not going to be his adventure, but instead his rookies'.

Matt was busy trying to coach the kids on what exactly they were supposed to be doing.

"Alright guys," he said facing the two teens, "here's how it's gonna go down. Mika, you and Pip are gonna go on the tour and when you get in you'll have to do your best to sneak away from the group without being noticed and head for the main guard station. If our sources are correct, there are six guard stations in total, so make sure you're on the third floor before you go busting in.

"After that you'll use these little babies," he held up a small electronic device no bigger then a small hair clip, "to make a blind-spot in their security cameras viewing arc. Then you can find a way into the surveillance room and bug it like I showed you. Please try not to get killed."

He pushed his hair back out of his face and sighed. This would go so much easier if they could just hack their way into Kira's system. The only problem being that the damn thing was more guarded then Fort Knox. Damn Firewalls, he thought to himself. He looked back up at the kids. "Do you guys understand the plan?"

"What am I doing?" Iggy said. "You have yet to address my role in all this."

Matt took a cigarette out of his pack and stuck it between his lips.

"You will be playing watch. These guys" he jerked a thumb in Pip and Mika's direction, "will be wired. You'll be able to hear them and talk to them. If you think that the ball's about to drop, you pull out and get back to us ASAP."

Iggy nodded. "Pull out, gotcha. That's something I know how to do," he said with a chuckle.

"Don't be an asshole, Iggy," Mello barked from the couch. "This is serious. You saw how easily Kira killed Rester. He could do the same to your friends if you don't shape up." Normally, Mello liked Iggy's easy-going way of doing things, but the situation was too stressful for anything resembling humor.

Iggy hung his head slightly. "Yes sir..."

Matt lit his smoke and sighed. He wished that they had a better way of doing this. After all, these were just kids. They could get killed or seriously harmed doing this. There was no backing out now though; they were already in too deep. He took a drag and smiled bitterly.

"Everybody ready?"

The three of them nodded.

Matt pointed to the door. "Then go out there and do your jobs. Remember what I said about not getting yourselves killed."

Pip chuckled dryly and pulled on her coat. "Yeah, thanks Matt."

The three made their way to the parking garage.

Matt flopped back onto the couch as soon as they left.

"Well, this should be fun." he said sarcastically.

Mello rolled his eyes at the redhead. "Oh relax. They'll be fine." He hoped.

"Yeah, I'm sure." He pulled at the headphones on the blonds head and let them snap back.

Mello flinched slightly as the earpiece slapped him on the ear. "Why're you bein' so negative?"

The red head cocked an eyebrow at his friend, "I'm just being realistic. They are just kids Mel, not trained operatives."

"Well neither was I on my first mission," Mello said with a snap of his chocolate bar. "Pip's got a gun AND a tranquilizer on her, and Mika's a wiz at hand-to-hand. They'll be fine."

Well shit, Mello thought, since when was I an optimist?

Matt smiled – weakly, but for real this time -- and nodded.

Mello returned the nod and shifted his attention to his laptop. According to the GPS systems in both of the team's cars, they were five minutes away from their destination.

Matt leaned back and blew smoke at the ceiling. He's play his PSP if he could; the battery had died earlier in the day and it was still charging. He huffed and scooted closer to Mello so he could see the screen of his laptop.

Mello glanced at Matt and moved the computer to rest on both of their knees.

"Iggy," the blonde said into the mic, "make sure you stick close to them, but not too close. We don't want people knowing that you're following them."

"Roger that, Mel," Iggy replied.

Mika and Pip had taken the Eclipse while Iggy was in the Toyota.

Matt looked down at the screen and saw that the cars were getting closer to their location.

"Holy shit-!" Mika exclaimed.

"What is it, Mika?" Matt asked, grabbing Mello's microphone and dragging it over. They couldn't have gotten in trouble already, could they?! They weren't even at the house yet!

"There's this huge crowd of people, thousands of them," Mika said.

Kira followers most likely, the redhead thought to himself. That would actually make this easier. If there were as many people out there as Mika claimed, then security would have no choice but to spread out. It would work to their advantage.

"Well what did you expect, Mika?" Mello said, grabbing the headset back from Matt. "A chance to get into Kira's home? Shit, there's gotta be billions of people out there that would jump at the chance. Just keep your wits, guys. You'll be able to blend in with the crowd. The cameras will be focused on the important areas of Kira's mansion."

"Just get this done as soon as possible. In and out," Matt said grabbing the headset back, making Mello glare at him, "the quicker you get this done the quicker we can knock Kira off his pedestal."

"Roger that," Pip said, her voice the calmest out of all of them. "We can do this, guys, don't worry." She offered Mika a soft smile.

"Hey guys," said Iggy's voice in their ears. "I'm gonna try to find a place to park and set up. Be careful, ok?"

"You got it Iggy. You be careful too," Pip said.

Mika pulled into one of the few available spots and parked the car. He turned to Pip with a determined look on his face, "You ready?"

Pip nodded. "More than. Let's go." She slipped her bag of tricks over her shoulder and hopped out.

Mika took a deep breathe, mentally preparing himself and hopped out of the car too. They began to make their way into the crowd, trying to stay close to one another.

Pip unconsciously grasped Mika's hand, squeezing tight against the nerves that were shaking her stomach.

"Guys, they'll be admitting people in about ten minutes. Station yourselves somewhere in the middle of the crowd," Mello instructed. He handed Matt his own headset so that they didn't have to sit there with their heads smashed together anymore.

He stuck the headset on with a serious look on his face. This was it; they were about to enter Kira's home.

"Remember to blend. You're there for the tour so pretend to be excited. We don't want to arose suspicion."

Pip plastered a grin on her face and tried to disguise her wide-eyed apprehension for wide-eyed amazement.

Mika was about to say something when one of the fans in the crowd ran into him, nearly knocking him to the ground. The taller boy growled, "That might be a little hard; these people are insane! How can they believe in this guy?"

Matt sighed on his end and rubbed at his temples. "Just try Mika. Think happy thoughts and all that shit."

Mello ran a hand through his hair and reached around Matt for another chocolate bar.

Matt grabbed the chocolate bar before Mello could reach it. He leveled a questioning look at the blonde. "Hey, are you alright Mel? You aren't really acting like yourself."

Mello nodded, sighing. "Just wishing I was out there with them, I guess."

Matt chuckled at that. "Going stir crazy?"

Mello gave him a wane smile. "Something like that."

The gamer gave his friend a playful shove and smiled.

"Chill. You'll get your chance to get out there soon."

Mello rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah? If you had your way, I'd never see a day of action again."

"Not true....you'd shoot me before I could do anything."

Mello chuckled and clapped Matt on the shoulder. "That's right, man."

Matt smiled and leaned back.

"So what should we do now while we wait for them to report back?"

"Well I ain't giving you a lap dance to pass the time so you can forget about that," Mello said gruffly.

"Oh darn."

Mello chuckled and rolled his eyes.

Matt snickered and nudged the blond with his elbow. "Come on, I'm bored. I need SOME kind of stimulation."

Mello cocked an eyebrow. "You must be a better actor than I thought. A minute ago you were chomping at the bit with nerves."

The redhead shrugged and began to peel at the wrapping of the chocolate bar still in his hands.

"Hey, you gonna hand that over or what?"

An evil thought began to seep into Matt's head. He smiled. "What if I don't want to?" He put the chocolate to his mouth and pretended to take a bite.

Mello scowled and held out his hand. "Here you go again trying to assert your nonexistent authority. Now hand over the damn chocolate."

Matt took a bite out of the bar.

"You little bitch," Mello snapped. He set aside the laptop and moved his headset around his neck.

Oh shit, Matt jumped up out of his seat and ran, grinning, into their shared room.

Mello grit his teeth and followed Matt into their room. "Matt, I have no interest in entertaining you as if you were a five year old." The slender blonde placed his hands on his hips.

"Says the grown man getting mad about me taking away his candy."

"You're the one who took it in the first place!"

Matt stood on the other side of the room and thought about that for a minute, "...touche."

He bit off another piece.

"So don't keep eating it!" Mello made a grab for the half-eaten bar.

Matt held the bar out of reach of the manic blond.

"You got a death wish, Jeevas!" Mello caught his leg around Matt's and pulled him to the ground. One of his hands grasped a fistful of Matt's shirt; the other snatched back his chocolate. His legs were in a very compromising position around either side of Matt's hips. Ignoring the fact that he was now straddling the redhead, he said, "Now then, since we BOTH know I can kick your ass, what'd you say we go back to monitoring the baby ducks?"

Matt glared at the blond man on top of him. He looked down and noticed how Mello was positioned. He brought up his knee in between the blond's legs and grinned evilly. "They're not screaming so I don't think there's any reason to go back right this minute."

Mello's pupils seemed to shrink. "What the fuck are you doing now?"

"You started it." Matt said, referring to the position the blond had put himself in.

Mello rolled his eyes. "What're you tryin' to do?"

Matt snickered and grabbed Mello's shirt, "Maybe I'm trying to release some of that 'sexual frustration' you keep saying I'm suffering from."

"Well this is hardly the time to do it, Jeevas."

The red head loosened his grip on the others top, "Then why haven't you gotten off me already, Keehl?"

Mello blinked. The fuck was Matt trying to do? "Matt, you're acting stupid," he said, making to get up.

"You would know...." Matt muttered, sitting up slightly.

Mello stopped and put his weight back on Matt's waist. "So you're admitting it, then?"

"Only if you are."

Mello smirked. "So you're trying to seduce me?"

Matt cocked an eyebrow at that, "Now what could have led you to that thought? For all you know I could have just been trying to piss you off." Now he was smirking too.

"Or you could just be talking me in circles as usual." Mello smacked Matt lightly on the side of the head.

"The world may never know...."

"Then let's get back to work, shall we?"

Matt chuckled and leaned close to Mello, "Do lets, but you'll have to get up first. Unless-" the red head wiggled his eye brows suggestively.

"Unless what?" Mello huffed. "Unless I do...this?" The blonde leaned in closer, letting his breath tickled the other boy's lips.

Matt smiled slightly and leaned in to close the gap between their lips.

Mello's eyes widened minutely; he hadn't thought that Matt would actually go through with it...

After a moment, the blonde pulled away. "C'mon, Jeevas, we have work to do. Enough stupid games." Before Matt could say anything more, Mello got to his feet and made for the living room. What the fuck had that been about...?

Mello plopped back onto the sofa and plugged his headphones in. "Are you guys alright?" he said into the mic.

"Yeah, we're alright..." Pip whispered. "We just finished seeing all three of Kira's fucking ballrooms."

"Dude has way too much money." Mika added. They were making their way with the rest of the group toward the main dining hall. They had yet to find a way to ditch the rest of the group, there were guards walking with them most of the way.

"How are you guys holding up?"

Mello shot a quick glare to Matt. "We're fine."

Matt lit another cigarette and inhaled deeply; he needed the nicotine buzz. He pulled the headphones up to hear what was going on.

"Shit..." Pip cursed softly from the other end.

"What? What?" Mello said quickly.

"The tour doesn't cover the third floor... Apparently, that's his private floor..."

"Damn it!" Mello slammed his fist on the table.

"Guys, guys, it's ok!" Iggy said over the line. He was madly clicking away through floor plans.

"You can sneak through the small stairway coming up on your right and up to the third floor!"

"Are any of his guards nearby?" Matt asked suddenly. Mika sighed and confirmed the red head's guess.

"Is there any way you could draw their attention away to allow for you guys to get over there?"

"Use the gas bombs," Mello said quickly. "Slip one into someone's pocket or something and it'll go off. All the guards will rush to you, and you guys can make your way to the third floor."

"That'll draw a lot of attention, boss," Mika muttered into his mic.

"Do it Mika, we need that information!"

The tall blond nudged Pip and nodded for her get out one of the bombs.

Pip was way ahead of them. Being small and lithe, no one noticed as she slipped the gas bomb into an elderly woman's purse. "C'mon," she whispered to Mika. "We should be closer to the stairs when it goes off." She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him out of the way.

Mika nodded and followed after the girl. A minute later bomb went off in a violent explosion of noise and smoke. The woman screamed and fell to the ground, flinging her purse. The guard standing sentinel rushed over quickly. The crowd began to panic; it was the perfect distraction.

As the large men rushed past with their gun at the ready, Pip made a break for the stairs with Mika on her heels.

"Alright, we got away," Mika said into his mic. Matt furrowed his brow, why did it seem like that worked far too well...? He shook his head and pushed the thought to the back of his mind. They were in, that was all that mattered right now.

"Shit, spoke too soon..." said Pip.

As they had rounded a corner onto the third floor, two guards running their way stopped short.

"Hey!" the fat one barked. "You can't be up here!"

Pip and Mika exchanged looks. "Well?" Pip said. "Which one do you want?"

"Ladys first." Mika said giving the girl a cocky smile.

Pip rolled her eyes and whipped out her her sparring staff. It was collapsible and fit nicely in her pocket. She set herself on attacking the skinnier of the two guards, whom she caught off guard. In no time, the poor sucker was passed out cold on the ground.

Mello leaned back in his seat and draped his arm over the back. He wasn't fool enough to believe that things could be this easy.

"What do'ya think, Matt? Think they'll actually make it?" the blonde said casually. He was running his tongue over his chocolate bar.

Matt was silent. He was thinking. What was going on here? This was KIRA they were talking about here; they shouldn't be getting away with this. This shouldn't be happening.

"Shit..." he muttered, taking a drag.

"I know, right? It seems too easy... Could Kira really be this lax in security?" Mello said quietly. Something was up. He knew it. This wasn't Kira's style, to let things happen so easily right under his nose… There would be ramifications, but Mello was good at thinking on his feet.