Angie: Heyyy everybody!

Mello: Not this again…

Angie: Shut it, blonde pixie!

Mello: Says the shortest girl in the world…

Angie: AT LEAST I DON'T RUN INTO OPEN DOORS!

Mello: I wasn't paying attention!

Matt: *playing DSI quietly*

Angie: Wanna do the honor guys?

Mello and Matt: Angie- chan owns nothing! Except the story.

They were finally on the road. Matt was passed out in the passenger seat. Following them was Bernard and his boyfriend, Leo. Mello was speeding big time. In Russia, the speed limit was higher than in America, but Mello was never one for laws. The speed limit was 85 miles per hour; Mello was doing 98 miles per hour. He wanted to see how fast his favorite car could go. Bernard was following in one of Mello's other cars. Mello had called four hours ago, saying him and Matt were going to Siberia. Bernard wasn't going to miss out on dog sledding with his love.

Matt opened his eyes, looking at the face Mello was making. He was grinning, his blue eyes gleaming deviously. Matt shifted nervously. What was with that look? Matt sat up, yawning. Mello glanced over at him.

"Why hello there? How was your cat nap, kitty cat?" he asked, never taking his eyes off the road. Matt scowled at the joke. "It was stiff and short."

"You've been out after an hour of driving. How was it at all short?" Mello asked, incredulously. Matt smiled.

"Guess I really am a cat then huh?"

"Maybe. At least you're allowed to sleep. If I fall asleep and kill us both at the speed I'm going." Matt looked over, wanting to know. His eyes widened, looking back up at Mello.

"Are you trying to kill us?"

"Aww no one's on the road except for Bernard and he's behind us!"

"I don't care! I'm too young to die and I just started life as a human again, so SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!" Mello sighed, easing on the brake.

"Such a baby…" Matt punched Mello's arm.

"Ow!" Mello laughed, rubbing his arm.

In the car behind them, Bernard wondered why Mello, the speeding king, had slowed down. He pulled out his phone and dialed Mello's number.

Mello looked at his phone as it rang. He quickly grabbed it and flipped it open.

"Hello?" He said, in Russian.

"Mihael, why'd you slow down?"

"Oh hey, Bernard. It's nice to hear from you. How are you?" Mello said, rather sarcastically. Matt noted the sarcasm, even though he didn't understand what he had said.

"Enough with the sarcasm, pretty boy. Tell me why you slowed down. You never slow down unless you're ready to make a stop."

"Matt told me to slow down, so I did."

"Oh… Alright. Bye."

"Bye, ass face!"

"Love you too, fucker." Mello snapped the phone shut and looked over at Matt.

"Hope you know, that this trip is going to take a lot longer then you probably expect."

Matt smiled, leaning over and kissing Mello on the cheek. Mello looked over at him and smiled.

"You can be oddly sweet when you want. Even when you were only yelling just a couple minutes ago," Mello said, looking back at the road.

"I think the mood swings come with being a cat," he said, leaning his head against Mello's shoulder. They stayed silent for a while, until Mello clicked the radio on. Russian music filled the silence. Mello dug around in his pocket, looking for something. Matt looked curious as Mello pulled out his iPod and then a small cord. He plugged it into the radio and handed the iPod to Matt.

"Pick something." Matt looked down at the small technology. He searched until he found something they'll both like. It started playing, when Mello put an arm around Matt's shoulders. The red head looked up and smiled. The blonde glanced down at Matt, then back up at the road. Matt leaned up and pushed his lips to Mello's. Mello, of course, kissed back almost forgetting that he was still driving. The car swerved, making Mello pull away and brake slowly. Bernard honked, coming to a stop up a head. Matt looked up at Mello, stunned. Then he started laughing. Mello gave him an odd look and got out of the car to see if he had hit something. The car was still in mint condition. Bernard and Leo were rushing towards him.

"What the fuck just happened?" Leo asked.

"We were making out." Matt had gotten out of the car as Mello had said that and turned the color of his face.

"MELLO! DON'T SAY THAT!" He shouted, throwing his shoe at Mello. It hit Mello's back. The blonde tensed, turning around slowly to glare at his boyfriend. Matt glared back, not backing down when everyone else Mello had glared at, begged for forgiveness. Matt refused to beg, much less back down. Bernard and Leo backed away slowly as Mello stalked to Matt.

"What was that?" Mello growled.

"Have a little bit of modesty," Matt growled back. They glared at each other for a while longer. Mello wrapped his arms around Matt's waist and kissed him roughly. Bernard rolled his eyes, watching as they made out in the middle of a deserted highway. The big Russian looked over at Leo, who was sitting next to him. Leo was blushing. Bernard put his arm around the Italian's shoulders and kissed his temple.

"Hurry up lover boys!" Bernard called out the window and started the car. He pulled away from the kissing boys and drove off. Matt and Mello stayed like that for a while, just kissing. Mello was grabbing the red head's behind. Matt pulled away, pushing Mello playfully. Mello slapped Matt's rear and pushed him back into the car. He got in on the driver's side and turned the car around. They drove off, passing Bernard in just a few minutes. Mello had rolled down his window and stuck his hand out as they passed. He flicked up his middle finger, sticking his tongue out and sped away. Bernard shook his head and looked over at Leo, who was chuckling.

You could tell that they were getting closer by how the snow on the ground was increasing and how cold it was getting. Matt was huddled on a blanket with his jacket on. It had been a little more than two days. Mello slowed as he headed toward the exit that said Siberia. Matt was asleep again. Two days in a car can tired somebody out. They had been trading off driving for a few hours. Finally, Mello pulled into a small resort. The roads were dirt roads with snow covering the dirt. Matt woke up when the car stopped.

"Another pit stop?" Matt asked, opening his eyes slightly.

"No, Matt, we're here. Come on, get up." Mello leaned down kissed Matt's red cheeks. The heat was on so that was probably why he was sweating. Matt looked surprised and then he smiled. He sat up and got out of the car.

"We're finally here," he yawned as Mello pulled him against him.

"Yeah. We're here."