A/N:Welcome one and all to the newest - and last - sequel to the 'A New Family' story! This one will be involving the Wammy kids in their young adult years, and I advise you - if you are a first time reading this series - to go back and read "A New Family Member" then "New Family Bonds" before reading this one. Because if you don't do so you might get a little lost if you read this.

So, here's your chance to go back and read the first two stories to the series.

Giving you a chance here...

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It's best you go find the first two stories...

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I mean it... go back.

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Have you read them? Great!

So, to all you still following the series, have fun, review if you can, and thank you all for sticking around! You are all very lovely people!

Enjoy!

(Mello P.O.V)

Waiting for this asshole to show up was becoming a pain. I was freezing, tired, and I was getting more than annoyed with Matt. When L sent us out to collect this bastard I had no idea how much I'd want to strangle my partner within two hours of waiting.

But I'd have to live with it.

The red head sat in front of me, listening to his handheld radio he'd fixed up a while back, while I paced behind him. I was not very patient and I'd wanted to be out of the cold as soon as possible. We couldn't even have our car on behind us for fear of being seen up here on the cliff. It was now that I wished I hadn't worn something that showed so much skin. Thank god for the leather coat.

Matt started to hum one of the songs that was playing, slipping out the cigarette behind his ear.

He started singing under his breath, "Stacy's mom has got it going on! She's all I want, and I've waited for so long!"

I sighed. "I'll never understand you completely will I?"

He lay on his back to look at me, "Mello can't you see, this is the song for me! I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with this awesome song!"

At the moment I saw the chance I took his cigarette and flicked it over the cliff. "Songs; fine. Smoking? Not happening. You're supposed to be quitting."

"I'm on the patch." He defended still lying on his back.

"Then you run out and think 'I tried,' and go right back to smoking. If you're gonna continue with that attitude, I'm gonna start destroying your smokes."

Matt smiled at me. "Mello, you are an unbelievable bitch some days, but you care about me so I love you for it!"

I growled a bit, but still smiled at the red head. As much as he pissed me off some days, I couldn't help but completely fall for him. Although, he wasn't pleased with having to fight off other guys when they either hit on me or even just talk to me. I never took him for the jealous type, but I suppose he worried about me giving myself to another when I haven't even done anything with him yet. Not that he hadn't tried a few times, but since he tried usually after some guy would want me to go back to his place, I doubted Matt felt any notion to truly have sex on his own accord with real feelings.

But, you can't blame him for trying.

"You still cold, Mels?"

I shivered again. "Freezing."

He smiled slyly at me. "I could put on some romantic music and we could fool around in the car. That should warm you up."

I rolled my eyes at him, catching some movement where our target was supposed to be. At another look I saw him.

Arturo Vivaldi. Crime boss, known for selling slave girls to wealthy men for… intimate reasons. This was a pure 'capture and turn in' situation. After that, half the profit that the police gave L would got to Matt and myself.

"You're up, Mels. L will contact you once you're down there, I'll keep my eye trained on them."

"You got the sniper ready in case things go wrong?" I asked.

He opened a case that was beside him and set up the gun in less than a minute. "Locked and loaded. But try not to get yourself into trouble."

"Can do," and with that I skid down the cliff from the side. It wasn't very high up so I felt no fear in skidding down. Even if it was, though, I'd been trained to descend from a cliff top.

Once I'd made it down, L buzzed in with the earpiece I wore.

"Remember, Mello, you're here on business for a man in the noble parts of England. Your name is Michael, and if he asks, you're one of your bosses 'associates'."

"Understood." I whispered before heading over to the man.

He was a semi short man, with bleach-blonde hair tied behind his head. He wore a dark suite, no tie, and smoked a cigar. He had quite the handsome physique, but knowing his background I was more than disgusted with him.

Thank god I was top of the class in drama.

He spoke. "You are Michael, correct?"

"Yes sir, here for my lord." I answered coolly. "You got the list of the girls? He's been rather anxious these past few days."

"Oh?" The man before me dragged out, flicking away his cigar. "I'm surprised at that. I mean, although you are indeed male, you are quite the looker yourself. Why would he not be satisfied with you alone?"

I flipped my hair a bit, trying to bring Arturo in closer to trusting me. "Variety is the spice of life, my good man."

"Well, you're quite the spice, if I might say." He purred, sliding a hand onto my waist.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Not that I liked to brag – sometimes – but I was quite the looker when I offered up what I so graciously had. I never really flirted with anyone, knowing I was with Matt and had no intention to cheat on him, but in times like this when a target, and a perv, were wanting me, it just made victory a tiny bit easier.

He pulled me in closer to him. "Tell you what, Michael, we'll drop off those files to your lord after we take a spin in the Ferrari. My treat to you."

I chuckled at him. "It sounds like a splendid idea, but I first need to see the files to know you aren't just getting what you want without paying up."

The man chuckled back then opened up his blazer to reveal the file. "All my girls are there, kid. Don't you worry your pretty little face about it."

He took me over to his car then, a well made Ferrari 458 by the looks of the make, and opened the side door for me.

"Shall we?"

I smiled luridly at him, striding to his side and making sure I swayed my hips a bit when I did so.

I laced my hands behind his neck making him shudder a bit. "Let's."

Before he could react I slammed his head into the hood and he went down like a sack of bricks. I the pulled out the file from the blazer and confirmed his dirty dealings.

"Looks like we got our guy, L. Should we take him in or alert the police?"

"If you have the file, take him in. No need waiting around for the police when you've got solid evidence on the man. I'll alert the chief that you'll be on your way."

"Will do."

I finally signaled for Matt to come down, and my work was done.

(Matt P.O.V)

"God damn do I love that blonde!" I said to myself, reveling in the sight of him knocking out that bastard. There were times Mello was incredibly scary, but when he beat up others I almost got some sort of thrill out of it. In fact, I'd say the man was downright sexy when he was beating up someone.

After he gave me the signal, I packed up my gear and drove down to find him at the meeting place.

I got out and began helping him tie up the unconscious man.

I looked at the blonde. "So, why exactly haven't we… you know… done anything yet?"

"Oh Jesus, not this again. Do you really want to have this discussion knowing L can hear everything we're talking about?"

"I just want to know why you don't want to fool around. We've been together for more than a few years now. Hell, I confessed my love to you when were ten! Come on, why do you keep saying no?"

"Maybe because we aren't ready." He said slyly as we both picked up and end of the man, carrying him to the car I'd brought.

"How are we not ready?" I asked, feeling a little downtrodden now. "Explain this to me."

Mello opened the trunk and we threw him in. Once he closed it, he continued.

"Matt, if you truly want me in that way then our time will come. It's not that I wouldn't say no to you when the time was right, but every time you ask it's at the wrong time or you want me for the wrong reason. Normally that reason involves having the knowledge that you had me first before anyone, and I don't want something that intimate to be based on a completely idiotic reason like that. Now, can we continue our job and get this guy to the police?"

My earpiece buzzed a bit and Light spoke up.

"Aww, and the conversation was just getting interesting."

Then L spoke.

"I know, right. I was hoping to get some action filmed for blackmail."

I scoffed. "You guys are nothing but intrusive to our private affairs."

Near suddenly popped in. "Because you're so 'private' whenever Mello gives you a handjob. Seriously, Mello, get a ball-gag or something for him to keep from nearly screaming. You guys woke me up last time."

"Don't look at me," the blonde defended. "I tried to shut him up."

I smiled coyly at him. "Don't my screams of pleasure mean you did a good job?"

"They mean you have no self-control." He growled as he headed for the Ferrari. "I'll take his car to the station, you drive sleepyhead there."

I groaned loudly, "Fine. But our conversation isn't over, blondie!"

"Really? I'm walking away and getting into a car, and I no longer am thinking about it. Sure feels over!"

I merely growled under my breath as I got into the driver's seat, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. After a few puffs, I started the engine and began driving off.

My earpiece buzzed and Light spoke up.

"You shouldn't be so forward with him. He won't give himself to you as easily as you'd like."

"Yeah, but I feel I'm inching closer every time I ask."

Near scoffed. "Inching closer to an ass-kicking."

Light laughed. "And that's the most he'll ever get from Mello."

I shook my head. "You're all against me."

(Near P.O.V)

I rolled my eyes at the red head, more than a little annoyed by his lack of caring.

'You're lucky at all that Mello is with you.' I thought angrily. 'I'd give anything for him to have chosen me, and you're taking him for granted.'

I can admit when I'm jealous, and knowing Mello would rather have Matt than me made me more jealous than I could handle. It wasn't fair that he'd chosen Matt when all the gamer did was ask for sex. Not to mention his jealousy over anyone even speaking with Mello had gotten worse over the years, and the only reason he wasn't trying to kill me was because he had no idea of my feelings for Mello. No one did.

No one but the blonde himself.

Of course, four years ago when I'd kissed him, I'd more than freaked him out and he had to pull me aside to talk about it. He'd said he was flattered that I'd liked him, but he didn't see me as anything more than a brother. And, of course, I told him that was fine with me. But I also reminded him that my feelings wouldn't be changed. So, for the past four years, I kept my feeling secret from everyone but Mello. The blonde did nothing to make me look the other way, maybe because he was smart enough to realize he couldn't change how I felt, but he wouldn't tell Matt or anyone else about it. I didn't care though, just as long as he knew how I felt.

I finished my dice tower and looked at L who sat on his chair in front of the computers.

"What are the chances Mello actually gives in to Matt this week?"

L chuckled. "Less than two percent, I'm afraid."

I snickered at that. "What are the chances, if it does happen, that he'll let Matt top him?"

This time, Light laughed. He sat on a swivel chair next to L, having just finished his paperwork.

"I'd say," he began, "Less than a ten percent chance."

"Really? I'd go fifty percent." L commented.

"Why such a high chance?" Light asked.

L finished typing his letter to the chief and swiveled around to look at Light. "Well, let's take into consideration that Mello is a dominant person, but also would do anything for Matt. In my opinion, I suppose it would depend on the day for them."

"But if Matt keeps asking like this and Mello ends up doing it purely to shut him up," Light started, "then I don't see Matt being tops in that situation."

"I stand by my deduction." L enforced. "It's definitely fifty-fifty."

I blinked at them. "We're an odd family."

Light nodded. "Of that, there is no doubt."

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