-(WARNING!! STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!)-

~{Y/N}'s POV~

"{Y/N}, wake up!" Matt exclaimed, shaking me while I laid down on my bed.

"Ugh, what do you want?" I groaned as Matt continued to pester me.

"For you to wake up!! We have to practice for our mission tomorrow! Get up!"

I clicked my tongue and pulled myself up off the bed and glared at Matt. "You're lucky that we have to practice for this. If this was an ordinary day, you'd be dead."

He rolled his eyes and walked out of the room in a really fabulous way, mocking my tiredness with his energetic personality.

I yawned, stretched and then got off my bed and into the bathroom. An hour later, I had brushed my teeth, taken a shower, and changed. As I was putting on a bit of mascara, Mello barged into the room.

"'Morning, babe!" He exclaimed, and I jumped at the sudden noises.

"Hi, Mel. What's wrong?"

"Guess what?? We got the microphone thing for you!"

Microphone thing...?

"What the bloody hell are you talking about, Mello?"

"The thing you're gonna use to monitor-" he stopped and sighed. "Just finish up and come on. I'll show you."

I finished putting on my mascara and followed Mello downstairs to see a bunch of monitors and a headset.

What the hell...?

"Um, should I know what all of this is?" I asked, and Mello rolled his eyes.

"This is the equipment for you to monitor us on. We'll be able to communicate with you, and vice versa." He said, picking up the headset, that had a mini microphone attached to it.

"Sweet! If I leave to come and get you,  can I bring those with me?"

"Yeah. You'll have to plug them into your car. I'll have them put in an auxiliary jack for it. I'll stream the entire system through that, too."

I fist pumped in victory. "This is amazing! Thanks, Mel!"

Matt came from behind me and messed up my hair. "Hey, I installed the shit!"

"Aw, Matty! Thanks." I replied, giving him a hug.

He snickered and walked away,obviously feeling proud. I grinned at him as he sat down in front of our TV and turned it on, ready to play video games. I stood in front of the TV and smiled. "If I have to practice my job, so do you. Get your lazy ass up and c'mon."

"But I don't want to!" he whined, and Mello leaned down in his ear and whispered something that I couldn't hear, but Matt's blush told me that it was either something to blackmail him with, or something he'd get in return, which worried me to a certain extent.

They're really just like brothers, huh? I thought, smiling to myself, and both of them looked at me weirdly.

"The hell's wrong with you?" Matt said, and I snapped out of my trance.

"Ah, what? Nothing... I was just thinking how you two are really like brothers..." I replied, and Mello shoved Matt to the side and ran up to me and placed his hand on my head.

"Oh, god. Are you sick or something? You're delirious. You're saying things that don't make sense." he whispered, and I playfully punched his shoulder.

"You're such a dick, you know that?"

"Hey, shut up. I know that."

Matt got up and went to the kitchen, grabbing a beer and cracking it open. "I'll do my work if you two stop fucking flirting."

Mello smirked at me and walked to the set of monitors and I followed him. Sitting down in a chair, I watched as Mello showed me how to operate everything while Matt looked over us, drank, and laughed every time I messed up or pissed off Mello.

~TIME SKIP~

"Okay, I get it." I groaned as Mello continued to show me how to operate everything. "Mel, I get it. I'm fine."

"You sure? 'Cause I can run through it one more-" he began.

"No, I've got it." I insisted, and he kissed my forehead.

"Good girl." he muttered, and I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. "See? We're not gonna die."

If we weren't married, I'd fucking show you 'good girl'. And you don't know that.

I always got annoyed when someone called me sweet or good. I wasn't. I had always been nothing but trouble, and I had no intentions of changing that. And when it comes to death, I'd never had a good experience with it.  Dying is something that happened to everyone, but I just wasn't ready for any of us to leave yet. Not under these circumstances.

"Oh, shit dude, did you just call {Y/N} a good girl?" Matt yelled, clearly not sober. "You're fucking screwed!"

"Matt," I said, "I love you, but can you shut the fuck up? Please?"

"Ha ha, {Y/N}, don't kill Mel before tomorrow, alright?" he replied, slurring his words quite a bit.

"I won't, Matty, now can you please just shut up? I'm going upstairs."

I pushed Mello away further and stormed up the stairs to our room, belly-flopping onto the black satin sheets. My phone, that was sitting conveniently on the nightstand, lit up and showed a text notification on the screen.

I know you might not be able to respond, but Lawliet is doing fine. Thought I'd let you know.

-Mina.

I sighed and smiled helplessly down at the screen. I heard the door open, and Mello walked in with an apologetic look on his face. "You good there?"

"Yeah, Mel. I'm just... Worried, alright? And you kinda pissed me off."

He sighed and cupped my face in his hands. "Listen, I know you're scared. I am too. Don't get me wrong; I know how dangerous this whole thing is. But I also know that you've never let me down. And if we do die tomorrow, I'd be glad, knowing that I got to spend what time I had on Earth with you."

I started to cry, not because of what Mello had said, really, but because of the fact that what he said was exactly how I felt. "I-I don't wanna mess everything up, Mel. I don't wanna fail."

"It's okay." Mello whispered, "I promise you, we're gonna do this. You've never let me down, and I don't think you'll do so tomorrow."

I started to bawl even harder, and Mello snickered and wiped the tears from my face. "Don't cry..." He said, and I pulled him into a tight embrace.

"I'm so scared, Mello!" I sobbed, "I don't wanna lose you! I can't live without you!"

He grabbed my shoulders and smiled weakly. "If tomorrow's mission fails, you have to promise me to move on, okay?"

I started to cry again, and he looked at me in confusion. I glared at him in pure anger. "I c-can't b-believe t-that you s-seriously j-just s-said t-t-that! H-how d-dare y-you?!"

"{Y/N}, I'm not gonna deprive you of living a happy life after me!"

"W-well that's t-too damn b-bad Mel, you're m-my h-husband, and my o-one and o-o-only."

"I don't want you to be alone if I'm-"

"Mello, I l-love y-you. There's n-no w-way s-someone c-could replace y-you."

He smiled and pressed his lips to my forehead, which settled my nerves a bit. Matt opened the door and sighed at the sight. "You two are so hopeless, you know that?"

Mello turned around and glared at him, causing Matt to grin. "If you two need me, I'm gonna be going out for ammo. I need more bullets. Need anything?" He asked.

"Get us more bullets, too. Having some extra wouldn't hurt. But be careful. We're in Japan. That shit's illegal here." I replied, and he nodded and went back downstairs. A few seconds later, I heard the front door open and close.

I fell back onto the bed, and Mello smiled. "I love you."

I grinned at spread my arms out to him. "Well, why don't you come here and show me?"

Catching onto what I meant, he leaned in and kissed me, wrapping his hands around my head.

Oh, God.

"M-Mello..." I gasped as we parted, and he smirked.

"Yes, love?" He said innocently.

"M-more... I want more..."

He grinned and put his hand up my shirt, undoing my bra and pulling it out before fondling my breasts. I moaned and moved my leg, rubbing it onto his hardened member. He moaned lightly and pulled my shirt above my head.

"W-wait, Mello..." I said, getting an idea. He stopped and watched as I flipped him so that he was underneath me, and he gave me a questioning look.

"Just lay back, okay?" I said, and he nodded and watched in curiosity as I undid his belt buckle and practically ripped off his pants.

I saw the tent in his boxers and smirked, looking up at Mello. "Mel, you're so bad."

I pulled his manhood out of the boxers and threw them aside before licking up the shaft. Mello flinched and moaned, running his fingers through my hair.

I put my whole mouth around Mello's cock and started to bob up and down repeatedly. "{Y/N}... I'm gonna-!" He began to say, before fluid filled my mouth and I swallowed. I climbed on top of Mello and he gave me a concerned look. "Why would you swallow that?! You're not supposed to do that!"

"Ugh, you sound like a yaoi character." I replied. "Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Yeah, but-!"

"Well, then? It's fine. Enjoy yourself. 'Cause it could potentially be our-..." I began, but stopped myself from saying the words that followed.

He gulped. "Our last time?"

I felt truly sorry for even bringing it up. "I didn't mean to say it, it just slipped out. I'm sorry..."

"It's okay," Mello said, pulling my face closer to his. "I'm scared, too. I know that all you want is for us to be safe. I get that. But this is something I have to do."

I'm not going to let him do this on his own...

I entwined my fingers with his and kissed his forehead. "Something that we have to do." I corrected, and he smiled.

I looked into his eyes, and I could see the fear, but I could see the happiness even more.

Even if this is our last time, we got to love each other. And that's more than most can ask for.

I positioned myself over Mello's manhood and slowly lowered myself onto it. As it entered me, I flinched, and Mello looked at me with alarm. "You okay?"

"Y-yeah, Mel, I'm okay." I replied, letting it go even deeper. Once it couldn't go in anymore, I remained still until the feeling of lust overtook me and I began rocking my hips back and forth.

Mello seemed to be enjoying himself, eyeing me with both amazement and love. "Ah, fuck, Mello, you're so big!" I moaned, and he thrusted into me.

"You seem to like it though." He teased, and I bounced even faster than before.

"Yes, it's so amazing!! I love it! Ah, holy fuck!"

Mello then pulled himself up and flipped me over so I was on all fours, and started moving like an animal. It was rough and hard, but it felt amazing.

"{Y/N}, you're s-so tight!" He muttered, and I groaned.

"You're just so fucking big!!" I responded as he slammed into me.

He hit my g-spot and I yelled out in pleasure, not having a care in the world. "T-there!! It's so good, Mello!"

I felt a strange feeling in my stomach, almost as if a knot was inside it. "I love you, God, Mihael Keehl, I love you so much!" I screamed.

This continued for a few moments before I felt the knot in my stomach getting tighter and tighter. "M-Mihael, I-I'm gonna-!"

"M-me t-too!" Mello said before releasing inside me.

Exhausted, I laid down on the bed and tried to catch my breath, as I was still panting and gasping for air.

Mello, who also seemed exhausted, flopped down beside me and put my head on his muscular chest.

~Mello's POV~

I fell on the bed beside {Y/N} and pulled her head onto my chest. Looking down at her made me worried, and I felt tears in my eyes.

I was so close to saying, "Screw it. Let's take Matt and go home. We'll move to Canada or something. Fuck the Kira case!"

But I didn't.

I can't. I'm not gonna run away from this.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered, to no one in particular.

{Y/N} looked up at me with both sadness and worry. "Mel, I'm okay. Yes, I'm scared and worried, but I'm okay."

"I'm an awful husband, making you do all this. I'm gonna get us killed." I said, and she scoffed.

"Please. I've almost gotten you killed several time. I'll be with you all the way."

"No, you won't be. You'll either be here, or in a fucking rental car with a gun! We're in Japan! Guns are illegal! I'm fucking setting you up for danger!"

"So? Even if tomorrow ends badly," she said calmly, "I'm glad that I lived having known and loved you."

The tears in my eyes escaped and streamed down my face and onto {Y/N}'s head. She smiled gently and pulled herself up so that she could nuzzle up to my neck. "You know what?" She said, "I'd rather die with you than live without you. A life without you... Simply isn't a life at all."

"I-I'm so sorry, {Y/N}. All your life you've had to deal with my bullshit. You've had to clean up all of my messes. I'm so sorry."

"Mihael, do you remember the time I got into a fight with 5 guys, and you ended up finding me all bruised up and beaten and shit?"

"Yeah..." I replied, unsure of where she was going.

"Well that's an example of how you cleaned up one of my messes. We all got detention, but I distinctly remember you helping me out whenever my arm or leg was hurting. You were there for me. And tomorrow, no matter what, I'm gonna be there for you."

I smiled at {Y/N}'s seriousness. I saw the determination in her eyes, along with the love and trust she had for me. For the first time, I understood how Near felt, being number one.

I am Number One to her.

I kissed her forehead and pulled the blankets over us. "We've got a lot to do tomorrow, so let's get some sleep, yeah?"

She nodded and cuddled me, and I fell asleep as she kept her hold on me firm. For the first time in all my life, I was Number One.

Even if it was only to her.