-WARNING!! SEXUAL CONTENT!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!-

~{Y/N}'s POV~

"Wanna go out on a date?" Mello asked randomly.

It had been about a week since we had agreed to have a relationship, and he was eager to go out. We had been running errands all week for the mafia, and when we finally got to rest, he dropped the bomb.

I didn't know what a date was really like. I just knew about it from common knowledge and anime, really. I'd never really been on a date. Besides, who'd ask me, other than Mello? No one really liked me at Wammy's. "Um, sure." I told Mello.

"Okay, we'll go eat dinner at 8:30, then. Sound good?" He asked, and I nodded.

Ugh. I have no clue what to do. Okay, {Y/N}, think. Think!! Okay, go upstairs and find something to wear. Then we'll see what to do.

I went upstairs and went into my walk-in-closet. I saw all of the clothes and sighed. Do I really have to go through all of this?! Wait, yeah you do. It's for Mello. Make the effort. It's gonna give you a good outcome.

~1 1/2 Hours~

"Haa..." I sighed. "I finally found something to wear."

I looked at the black and white dress in my hand. Jeez, why am I so worried? Mello is gonna love me, no matter what.

I got up and looked in the mirror. Never mind, you look terrible. Go take a bath and get your thoughts straight. I actually looked awful. My hair was all messy, my clothes were all mismatched and crooked, and I wasn't wearing any makeup. I looked like I had just rolled out of bed. "Okay," I said to myself, "Go take a bath. You have 2 hours until you leave. Plenty of time."

I slid off all of my clothes and put on a robe. I went into the ensuite and turned on the water in the tub. When it was full, I took off the robe and sat in the tub, washing myself and relaxing. Ahh, this is the shit.

I stayed in that tub for about 45 minutes, just thinking about Mello and dating and how much I loved him. Mello was my other half. I don't think that anyone else would have a connection with me like the one I had with Mello. Okay, time to get out of this goddamn tub before your skin gets wrinkly, and it looks awful for the date.

I climbed out of the tub with a tad off annoyance. I liked water, and taking baths were one of my favourite things to do. But right now I had to think about Mello. So I slipped back on my robe and went to the bedroom, where Mello was getting dressed already. He was wearing a suit and tie, and he combed his hair back. Shit! He's so hot!!

He turned around when he heard me and blushed. "S-sorry. I didn't know that you were in the bathroom."

"No, it's okay. We share the bedroom. It's fine. But I'm gonna get dressed, so can you finish up in Matt's room or something?"

"Yeah, of course. Love you."

"Love you, too, Mells." I said, and he walked out of the room. I sighed as I looked at the dress. It was a one-strap and very short. It looked like something I'd wear at a club or a party. Whatever. No one's gonna hit on me except Mello.

I put on underwear, tights, a strapless bra, and the dress. I actually looked sort of... Pretty. I never really wore anything like this at Wammy's.... Just occasionally like on my birthday or Mello's. But even so, it had never been this fancy. Focus, focus!! You have like, 30 minutes!! Stop admiring yourself!!

I took out my golden hoop earrings and put in a pair of silver diamond studs. Then I put on a bit of makeup, grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. Mello was sitting on the couch, waiting for me, and when he saw me coming down the stairs, his jaw dropped. "Holy shit..." I heard him mutter, and I smiled.

"How do I look, MarshMello?" I asked, and he smiled.

"Like a fucking model!! Holy shit, you look amazing!!"

"Aw," I said, sitting down beside him. "Thank you. Now, are we leaving now?"

"Yeah. Don't worry, though, we're not going on my motorcycle. Matt's driving."

Oh God, Matty's coming with us?!

"If you're wondering if Matt's coming with us," Mello said, "He's not. You don't have to stress over it. He's going somewhere, too."

"Oh thank god." I said. "He would've ruined our date."

At the same time, Matt came down the stairs with an offended look on his face. "Gee, thanks. I feel so loved." He said sarcastically.

"Aww, Matty, it's the truth. Besides, do you really wanna see my tongue down Mello's throat?"

Both of the boys gave me a bewildered look, and I smirked. That's right. Know your goddamn role.

"Anyways, Matt, are you ready to do what I asked you?" Mello said, changing the subject.

"Yeah," Matt said dismissively, "I have everything I need, too."

I gave Mello a confused look, as if to ask what they were talking about. He understood and smiled gently down at me. "It's alright, Matt's just gonna do a small job for Boss."

I nodded, and Mello stood up. "Let's go," he said, and I got up. And like a wave, the nervousness hit me. Why am I so anxious all of a sudden?

We hopped into the back seats of Matt's red Misubishi Lancer and buckled up. I braced myself, knowing that Matt liked to drive like he was an actor in fucking 'Fast and Furious'. Mello put his hand over mine, which calmed me down quite a bit. "Ready, bitches?" Matt said, and I glared at him.

"Don't speed down the goddamn road or I will fucking kill you." I said, and he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. You wouldn't kill me even if you wanted to."

I raised my eyebrow. "Wanna fucking bet, Matt? I have my throwing knives with me!!" This was true. I had learned to use throwing knives when we were living in the apartment and mastered many techniques to quietly kill and dispose of any target. And I carry them with me constantly.

Matt's eyes widened and he started the car and drove off slowly, or, slower than normal, anyways. He knew that once I have a throwing knife in my hand, I have to throw it. To put it back would be almost like an insult to my skills.

Mello even glanced at me with a slightly worried look. "You have your throwing knives? Why?"

"Because I like carrying them with me in case some random fucker tries to mess with me. No one messes with this bitch." I said, and I heard Matt stifle a laugh.

Mello snickered. "If I ever wondered why I fell in love with you, that right there gave me a good reason."

I smiled and kissed him lightly on his cheek. "I love you." I said, and he shot me a confused yet pleased look.

"What's with you?" He asked and I shrugged.

"I just wanted to say it."

"Well, I love you too."

The car halted and we slammed back to our seats. "Sorry to ruin the moment, lovebirds," Matt said, "But we're here."

Mello grinned at me and opened the car door. "C'mon." He said, and I opened my door and got out.

As soon as I stepped out of the car, I saw that we were at a high-class restaurant. I glanced at Matt, who winked at me, a 'good luck' sign he'd been doing since we were kids. I gulped. I had no sense of etiquette and the restaurant looked so high class and expensive. But I took a deep breath and linked my arm with Mello's as Matt pulled out and left. We walked into the building and the hostess showed us to our own private room. When she left and we were alone, I smiled in disbelief. "Holy crap, Mel, how'd you pull all of this together?"

He smirked. "Mafia perks. Everyone deserves to binge in their jobs perks, including the mafia."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Boss just really likes me. It's not just you. He thinks I'm one of the best people on the fighting team!!"

"He does. He knows that when you get pissed off, your power levels spike and you can kick some serious ass. But whatever. This is about us."

About... Us.

I sighed. I just wanted to show off a little, Jesus!! "So... What are we gonna eat, Mel?" I asked quietly, and he shrugged.

"I don't know, food, I assume." He said sarcastically.

This asshole...

"Yeah, Mello, I know we're gonna eat food, but I'm getting hungry."

I was hungry, and Mello knew for a fact that when I was hungry, hell was going be raised.

"Hold on, the waiter should be here soon." He said, and I nodded and shut up.

Within 5 minutes, the waiter came in with two glasses of water and menus. Then he left, leaving Mello and I in dead silence as we gazed over the menus.

"Oi," he muttered, "Don't worry about price, alright? It's on me."

I glanced at him in annoyance. "Mello, it's alright, I can-"

He glared at me. "No, I asked you out."

I sighed. This stubborn little- no. Stop. He's being nice.

I rolled my eyes and went over the menu. I want Italian food... Chicken Parmigiana sounds really good.

The waiter came back and we both ordered the same thing. Of course. The waiter left to put in the order and Mello gave me a puzzled look. "What's wrong? You seem kind of.. Off." He said. "Do you wanna go home?"

I shook my head. "No, not at all!" I exclaimed, "I've never really... Been on a date, so I really don't know what we're supposed to be doing..."

Mello laughed. "Neither do I, really."

I shrugged and grinned. "We're so hopeless."

Mello grinned back at me. "Yeah, we are."

~2 Hours Later~

"Matt's gonna pick us up." Mello said as we left the restaurant. "We've just gotta wait a bit."

I nodded. "Y-yeah." I said before quietly adding, "And knowing how Matty drives, it won't be a long wait."

And I was right. Matt pulled up less than 3 minutes later in his red car and I got in and buckled up. "How was the date, lovebirds?" Matt asked and I grinned.

"Let's just say that you're not gonna wanna stay in the house tonight, Matty." I suggested, and both Mello and Matt blushed and glared at me. Having a dirty mind is so amazing... And torturing these two with it is even better!

"Disgusting!!" Matt yelled before whirling around and pulling away from the building.

Mello stayed silent but his cheeks stayed pink the whole drive. When we finally got home, Matt let Mello and I out and sighed. "I've actually got to go, so I'll see you guys when I get home. I'm going to be with my girlfriend if you need me."

I waved to Matt and went inside with Mello. As soon as I turned from locking the door, he pulled me close and kissed me, tongue and all. Oh God!!

I blushed a little but let him have his way for the moment, confused but enjoying every moment of the kiss. When we parted I looked away in embarrassment. "W-what was that for?"

"For being so adorable and cute..." He whispered, bringing his lips to my ear, sending a chill down my spine. Then he picked me up and carried me up the stairs, and I just stared at him, dazed and taking in all of him.

He dropped me down on the bed and tore off his shirt. Then he reached out and unzipped the back of the dress, and pulled it off of me in record time. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!!

He went to my bra next, pulling it down to expose my chest but then just undoing it anyways. "I want you..." He muttered, kissing my toes and going inch by inch until he reached my waist. He pulled down the tights and I blushed. I knew what was gonna happen next; we were about to have some hardcore sex. My heart beat just thinking about it. The first time was amazing, but... I...

I'm gonna show him my shameful side...

When the tights were off and he began to get started on my underwear, I stopped him. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"I don't wanna..." I muttered, and he gave me a 'you better tell me now or I won't forgive you' look. "I don't wanna show you my slut side..."

He gave me the most puzzled look I'd ever seen from him. Ever. "'Slut side'? You're not a slut. Damn, you've had sex two times. Jesus, you and your goddamn insecure brain."

I blushed due to embarrassment, and Mello came closer. "Don't talk bad about yourself, alright?" He said, "I love you for who you are. It doesn't matter what parts of you are showing; I love them all, okay?" I nodded and he smirked. "Now let me get back to work."

He pulled down my panties and inserted two fingers into me right off the bat. I flinched and clutched the sheets of the bed, coping with the mixture of pleasure and pain. "Ah... Mello!"

For a few moments he kept repeating the same rhythm, until he pulled out and rubbed his thing up against me. "Are you okay? Are you ready?" He asked and I nodded again.

"Yeah. Come, Mello." I said, and he pushed his way into me. I tightened my grip on the sheets.

When he was all the way in, he froze. "Is it okay to move?"

"Y-yeah, Mel. Move." I said, and he did as he was told. He moved in and out furiously, messing me up all night long.

~The Next Morning~

I woke up to the smell of food wafting through the air. I looked over to my side and saw that Mello had already got up and left the room. I sighed and sat up, pain shooting through my hips. That bastard... He went 3 rounds until I passed out!!

I got up, brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, and went downstairs. Mello was wearing my cooking apron, and making pancakes on the stove. I rubbed my eyes, thinking that I was hallucinating, but no. He was actually there. I went down the rest of the stairs as fast as I could and stood beside Mello, who blushed and motioned towards a plate on the table. "G-go eat. I made it for you."

"Thanks, Marshmello." I said, kissing him on the cheek. But before sitting down I took the hair tie out of my hair and pulled back Mello's blonde hair, tying it up. "You're gonna get your hair dirty, idiot." I muttered before sitting down.

I stared down at the plate on the table. 3 huge pancakes stared back up at me. "I put chocolate chips in them. Tell me how it tastes." Mello said, and I took my knife and fork up and cut myself a piece. And it's good! Awesome! He can cook!

"Jesus, Mello, this is amazing!" I said, and he smiled.

"Really?" He said. "I'm glad. Now, I'm gonna be going for a meeting soon, but Matt said he wants to go shopping. Is that okay with you?"

I nodded and bit into another bite of pancakes. Little did I know, that my whole life was about to change.