~{Y/N}'s POV~

It's been a week and a half since Matt and I set out to find Mello. We've already have to change hotels, and I'm starting to lose hope in finding him. I've barely eaten, and barely slept. What am I supposed to do? I'm so useless...

Matt has been trying all kinds of things to cheer me up, and I appreciate it, but I can't think of anything but Mello. "Tomorrow," he said, "I'm going to leave at 9:30 in the morning to go shopping for more clothes, alright? I won't be back until about 4:30. I'll get room service for us. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, I don't care." I said, pulling out my headphones. I plugged them into my phone and played "Mirrors" by Justin Timberlake, my favourite song. "You're going to bed?"

"Yeah," Matt said, coming up to me and ruffling my hair. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight"

I pulled on my headphones and listened to JT's serene voice. Mello...

I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, but I couldn't. That's it. I'm just gonna watch anime until I fall asleep.

Eventually, I managed to fall asleep. I dreamt of Mello. His piercing gaze, his harsh words, his short blonde hair... All of him. Mello... My Mello...

"OI, {Y/N}, WAKE UP!!" Matt yelled, shaking me. My head was covered in sweat and I was crying. "Sorry, but you were having a nightmare. I'm leaving now, okay? Call me if its anything. I have my cellphone on me."

I nodded and dried my eyes. Oh, man. I need to get some serious help.

~Three Hours Later~

"Ugh, this is so boring!!" I complained. I was all alone in the hotel room, but it was too quiet for me. It made me feel anxious.

How about I go for a walk? Yeah, just let me text Matt and let him know I'm heading out.

I sent Matt a message and left. I walked around aimlessly for a while, until I found a small port with a bunch of shipment containers. Being around the water calmed me down, and it was eerily quiet. Until I heard some shouting from the other side of the shipping container beside me. Huh. It was so quiet... Freaking people interrupting my serenity.

I cautiously walked to the corner of the container, where I saw two men arguing with a pack of white powder in between them. A drug dealer and a buyer. Of course.

I turned to walk away, but then I bumped into someone behind me. I looked up and saw a tall, charming man in front of me. "A spy, huh?" He muttered, and my eyes widened.

"N-no, I was just walking around here... I didn't mean to..." I began explaining. But it was to no avail. More men began gathering in front of me, and I kept getting more and more scared. Oh, no. Mello, Matt, anyone, please save me.

And with that thought, I felt a sharp pain in my head and then I didn't see anything else. I was knocked out with one, single blow. When I finally came to, I was blindfolded, there was tape over my mouth, and I was bound somewhere warm and big. Am I dead?

"Look, she's awake..." Someone said.

"Should we have some fun before the beat gets here?" Another contemplated.

"Yeah, she's real pretty. Why not fuck her and then sell her to someone? She'd make us at least $5,000. If not then more."

I felt something press into my shirt and tear it. Most likely a knife or something. They're gonna rape me. Oh, God.

I felt my boobs (that were covered by my bra) pop out of the shirt and the two men snickered. "She's got one good pair of cookies for her age, huh?"

All of a sudden, I heard a door open and someone walk in. "What're you two doing?"

"Nothing. We're just gonna have some fun with the cutie here."

"Well, the boss is gonna be here soon with the brat. In fact," he added, "he just pulled in."

They removed the blindfold as I saw someone very tall walk inside... Wherever the hell we were. Are they the mafia or something?

The man walked up to me and gave me a good once over. "Put back on the blindfold." He ordered the others, and they obeyed. "Go get M."

I heard someone leave and come back with another person. "Here I am, sir." The person said, and I recognized the voice. I knew that voice by heart. Mello?!

I tried to call his name, but the tape over my mouth muffled the words and I couldn't get him to realize who I was. I heard a phone notification sound play in the corner of the room. That's right... Matt might be back home by now, wondering where I am. He's probably freaking out.

"Alright, Mello, if you want to join us, you're gonna have to commit your first murder. Right here. Right now."

Well, if I can't get Mello to realize who I am, then I can at least die by his hand. The hands that were always so warm and welcoming to me.

I tried again to get the words out of my mouth, and someone kicked my side. "SHUT UP!" They yelled, and the tall man knelt down.

"At least let her say her final words. It's the least we could do." He muttered, taking the tape off of my mouth.

"Mello... It's me. It's {Y/N}!!" I said, and I heard him gasp.

"Oh shit, oh shit." He said, taking off my blindfold. As soon as he saw my eyes, his face crumbled and he hugged me. "Oh God, {Y/N}. I almost killed you."

"Who is this?" The tall man asked.

"My, uh, my girlfriend. I'm so sorry, sir, but I can't kill her. She's all I had when I was at the orphanage. If you want her killed, you'll have to kill me, too."

Mello... Wait, girlfriend?!

There was a long and intimidating silence, until finally the tall man spoke. "That's very brave of you, Mello, to risk your life for her. You are free to go. And don't worry, you're in. So is your girlfriend. You two have a place in the mafia now."

"Thank you sir." He said, and the two men that were going to rape me unbounded me and helped me up. "Here," Mello said, slipping off his jacket. "Wear this. Your shirt is fucked up."

He lead me to a dark car, and sat down beside me in the back seats. "How in hell are you even here...?!" He asked.

"I left Wammy's. Matt came with me. I didn't want to be without you... So I... So I..." I began to cry clinging tightly to Mello. "How could you?! You just left without telling me!! Am I that worthless to you, that you just leave me? I thought you loved me, Mello!!"

"I do love you. That's why I left without telling you. I didn't want you involved with any of this. I love you. So, so much." He said, hugging me to calm me down.

All of a sudden I felt dizzy and I couldn't see straight. I clutched onto Mello. "Mello... I don't feel too amazing..."

"I think those two guys drugged you before tying you. It's okay. It'll wear off soon. Now, where have you been staying? Where's Matt?"

"...Matt is at the hotel. It's called 'Night Inn' or something like that. We're sleeping in Room 307."

Within seconds, we were there. I tried to get out of the car, but I was too dizzy to even walk straight. "Jeez... Hold on." Mello said, and he came and picked me up and carried me to my room with Matt.

He knocked on the door and I heard Matt sprint from wherever he was to the door. "{Y/N}, thank God-" he said, and as soon as he opened the door and saw Mello, his face hardened. As much as I know he wanted to beat the shit out of Mello, he focused on me. "What happened to the two of you?"

"{Y/N} and I got into some trouble. She found me. And..." He muttered, glancing down at me and back at Matt. "She's about to lose consciousness."

And I looked up at Mello. He was right, too. I felt myself being consumed by a strong urge to sleep, but Mello lightly slapped me. "Oi, try your best to stay awake, alright? We're gonna go get you into the bath. The water should help." He ordered, and walked right past Matt.

"I'll go get the water ready." Matt said, running towards the bathroom.

"Okay," Mello said calmly, "I'm gonna have to take off your clothes. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, I just wanna feel better..." I said, and he nodded.

He basically ripped off my shirt and bra, and then quickly took off my pants. He left on my panties. "I don't wanna loss control and do something I'll regret. Leave the underwear on." He told me, and then called out to Matt. "Oi, is the water ready?!"

"Yeah, bring her." Matt responded, and Mello picked me up again. I couldn't even see straight and it was scaring me a bit, but with Mello by my side again, I felt like everything would be okay.

Mello gently put me into the tub, which had perfectly warm water. Ahh, this feels so good.

"Feeling better?" Mello asked, and I nodded.

"Good," Matt said, and he turned to Mello. "Now, Mihael Keehl, you better have a damn good explanation for why you left {Y/N}. I should be beating in your face right now."

"I know, I know, but hear me out." Mello said. "I just didn't want her to get hurt. I'm going after that Kira bastard. I don't want her to get killed."

"So you just leave?! Do you have any idea of what she's been through these past week and a half? It's been Hell for her... And you think that I'm gonna just let you waltz back into here and smile and be happy? Mello, she's barely ate, barely slept, since you left. Do you have any idea what kind of position that puts me in?!"

Mello glanced at me with a worried face. "You didn't eat or sleep? {Y/N}... I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, Mello..." I muttered.

"No, it's not okay. Mello, you owe us. No, you owe her. Big time." Matt scolded, and I growled.

"Don't fight, you two." I mumbled, and let the darkness of tiredness consume me.

~The Next Morning~

Something warm... What's this heat? This warmth is oddly familiar...

I woke up from my long slumber. Jesus, how long was I out? I looked up to see Mello behind me, smiling down at me. "Good morning." He said, and I smiled and yawned.

"'Morning!" I said, snuggling closer to him. I noticed that he was shirtless and went even closer, almost to the point of crushing him. I looked down at myself and noticed that I was wearing Matt's striped red shirt and a pair of my booty shorts. They dressed me. Aww, that's so sweet.

"{Y/N}...?" Mello said, and I looked up at him.

"What is it, Marshmello?"

"...I'm so sorry. I love you."

"It's okay, Mel. I love you, too." I said, reaching up and kissing him on the cheek. He blushed slightly and smiled brightly.

I looked around the room and noticed Matt wasn't there. "Where's Matt?"

"Going to get us breakfast, and lots of it, since you haven't been eating." He responded, raising an eyebrow as to say that he disapproved of that.

I smiled mischievously. "Maybe I'll eat a little bit."

"Bitch, you are going to eat even if I have to tie you down and force it down your throat." Mello said. He was really pissed about that, huh?

I grinned. "Ooh, kinky."

"Shut it. Or I'm gonna go away again."

"Don't even try that. Remember; I love you. And if you dare to leave me again, I will go through hell and heaven just to find you."

Mello rolled his eyes and kissed me on the forehead. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm perfectly happy just being with you."