Pale hands gently tilted a peachy-skinned head back, fingers lacing in shoulder-length, blond hair, as a soft, wet tongue stroked the shivering blonde's neck before the owner of the hands and tongue whispered, "This might hurt. Try not to scream, or we'll both get in trouble."

The blonde nodded slightly and then clung to the white-clad figure embracing him, his breathing heavy with a mixture of fear and excitement. To know so much about his roommate and rival was…

His thoughts faded away as the long, sharp fangs protruding from the white-clad figure's gums begin to sink into his neck. He let out a sharp gasp, but contained the scream that was wanting out so sadly…

The pain…

The ecstasy…

The…

"Ahhh!" Mello shot into a sitting position on his bed, his breath heavy as he glanced around and then let out a sigh of relief. "Oh...god…" He ran a hand through his hair and then looked over at his sleeping roommate, a young albino child that rarely went outside. "…I wasn't dreaming, was I?" He said softly, and then she shook his head.

No, that wasn't just a dream. That was…

The blonde's hands reached up and slipped into the white-clad figure's curly, white hair. All white, like a sheep. How could anyone have known that he was the exact opposite? He let out a soft moan and leaned into the white-clad figure's embrace, letting him take as much as he needed.

…A memory.

Yes, that was not just his imagination being over-active, like he'd been wishing for the past three nights that he'd encountered Near outside, during the middle of the night. And yet, there was no indication to the events, save for slight marks on his neck that healed quickly.

Why the fuck would he want to imagine him and Near in an embrace like that anyway? Besides, the guy in his memory…he was different. Taller, and his eyes were a beautiful golden color. Not Near's empty, gray eyes. Ew.

But…what if it was him? After all…Near was…

Mello closed his eyes, thinking back to three nights ago, when this whole thing had first started…

Mello was sleeping peacefully in his bed when he felt a slight, cold draft and he slowly woke up, looking around. Had he heard the window open? He looked over at it, but it was just as closed as it always was. He glanced over at Near's bed and then let out a sharp gasp as he sat up fully. Near was gone! Kindapped? No, he would've screamed or something…

But, did Near scream at all? And what if he was asleep at the time?!

"No, bad Mello. Stop panicking." He mumbled, getting up to walk over to the window. There was no sign of a break-in, so maybe he'd just imagined it, and Near went to the bathroom? He looked over at Near's bed and shrugged, going back to his bed. "Well, he'll be back."

After about fifteen minutes of no Near, though, he got up out of bed and walked over to leave the bedroom. He wasn't supposed to be up right now, but when did he follow the rules? He glanced at the clack and saw that it was 12:20am. Why was Near out and about around midnight?

He checked the bathroom first, thinking that Near might have fallen asleep in there, but there was no sign of him even being here. Next was the library. The classrooms. The common room?

No Near. After searching the common room for the albino child, he turned and was about to leave when he heard something and looked out a window, his blue eyes widening to the size of saucers at what he saw.

Near was outside. No, he was not just outside, but he was sitting on the wall, in his usual position. The high, brick wall that surrounded Whammy's. Near couldn't climb that. Near couldn't climb anything. There was SO much wrong with this picture, and Mello quickly ran outside to investigate. "Near!"

Near was humming to himself as he sat in the moonlight, but he looked down at Mello as he came over. "Good evening, Mello." He said calmly and casually, as if they weren't doing something they weren't supposed to. "What are you doing out here? You should be asleep."

Mello stopped and placed his hands on his hips. "Near, you wanna get in trouble for the first time in your life? Get down from there right now, young man!"

"I had no idea how much you cared about whether or not I will be punished. However, you do not need to worry, Mello." He smiled and twirled a lock of hair with his hand. "I have Watari's special permission to do this on the full-moon nights for one hour."

"I don't care, and I don't believe you! Now, get down from there! You'll break your neck if you fall, and I'll be blamed!" Mello glared at him.

"You do not need to worry, Mello." He stood up and then jumped down. Mello gasped and ran to catch him, but Near landed easily and gracefully in front of him, stopping him short. "I am unharmed." A small smile rested on his face as he spoke. "Thank you for your concern, though."

Mello stepped back. "W-What…?"

Near frowned and then he moved a hand to brush Mello's hair over his neck. "You should go back to sleep, Mello. I…may not be able to control myself, and I don't want to hurt you."

"'Control' yourself? Near, what the fuck is going on?!" Mello said, glaring at him.

"Do you honestly wish to know?" He asked softly, looking at him with the same calm expression. He was hiding his eyes with his bangs, though, never looking Mello in the face.

Why? Mello nodded firmly and crossed his arms over his chest. "Yes, I do want to know. Tell me, Near! Or, I'll beat it out of you!" He said all of this, but he couldn't help but notice that Near, somehow, was taller than him, and looked more like an adult. Would knowing what his big secret was explain that?

"You do not need to inflict damage upon my body to find out." He said, calmly, and then he stepped closer to him. "Do not be frightened, and do not scream." He then took Mello's hand and moved it up to touch one of his teeth.

Mello was startled – it was long, and pointy. He'd seen this same tooth many times, and it had never seemed so…sharp. He started to pull his hand away, but Near's grip was firm and his eyes widened as his hand was moved to touch Near's hair. While it was normally perfectly roundish, it was pointier, more like an awkward triangle. "…Near…what are you?"

"That's always the question, isn't it?" He finally let go of Mello's hand and turned away. "'Who are you', 'what are you', and 'what do you want from me'…" He looked at Mello. "…I don't want to hurt you, so I have to go now." He started to go, but was stopped short by Mello grabbing his arm. "…Mello?"

"I'm not letting you go. Not until I get some answers." Mello said firmly. "Tell me, Near. What are you? You're not human, that's for sure."

"No…I'm not human." He sighed and then turned to him. "I'm not even alive." He reached up a hand and stroked Mello's hair. Mello shivered at the strangely-intimate touch. "…You fear me."

"No, I'm creeped out. I hate you, Near. Why are you touching me like some kind of lover?" He backed away from him.

"You wanted to know." He caught Mello's arm and then pulled him close. "And I'm losing my control." He leaned over and his tongue slipped out to slide down Mello's neck. Mello shuddered and tried to pull away, but Near changed tactics and instead pulled Mello into a loving embrace, their lips meeting in a deep kiss.

Mello, staring in shock, had no chance to block the tongue that pushed into his mouth, and he squirmed in Near's grasp as he felt Near undoing his black pajama-top with one hand, the other still holding him. Holy Fuck, when did Near get strong enough to hold him like this?!

"Don't…fight me." Near growled. Mello froze and then watched with shaking eyes as he felt Near pulled off the black pajama-top and stroked his bare chest. "Good…now, just stay still." He leaned over and traced his lips down Mello's neck until he reached an area where his neck and shoulder met.

The next thing Mello felt was a sharp pain and then a strange feeling of pleasure. He stopped pushing against Near and instead slid his hands around Near's body and clung to his shoulders. "Nn…N-Near…" He gasped out, feeling himself grow weak. "W-What's going on…?"

After a bit, Near finally pulled away and placed a hand on the wound, closing his eyes. The pain faded and the Near's hand left Mello's shoulder. "Mello…I'm a vampire." He said calmly. "A Pureblood vampire. I needed to feed tonight, but I had to take you because you were stopping me from going." He looked away. "…You should get back to our room."

"Wait…why did you kiss me, then?!" Mello said, stumbling as he tried to stand. Damn, it he felt so weak right now!

Near smiled. "That has nothing to do with my being a vampire, Mello. As I've said before, just because you hate me, it doesn't mean that I hate you." He smiled and then stroked his cheek. "You should sleep, recover your strength."

"Hey…what…" Mello mumbled, and then he slumped against him sleepily. "What did you…do…?"

"I'll explain later." Near said, and then Mello saw black.

A vampire. Near was a vampire. Mello looked at Near and then slowly got up to get on his bed. "…Near…" He reached over to Near's partly-opened lips – trying not to think about what else those lips had done the past three nights – and touched his teeth. They felt…normal. Human. He sighed and then went back to his bed, lying down. "He still didn't explain how I fell asleep so fast…" He mumbled.

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Okay, before you all go flaming me and stuff for making Near a vampire, let me just point out a few facts that helped me choose him.

He never goes outside, like, ever. Although this has him going out outside, and I think that he does that anyway.

He's very anti-social. I'm mentioning this because; think about it, would a vampire really want to hang around lots of people that might send his instincts off and make him reveal himself? No, I think not.

He's pale, one of the major traits of a vampire. I know that this might just because of his albinoism, but it's used for both in this. He is an albino-bat vampire – thus his being white.

And now why I picked Mello as the person to discover him? Well…

I just wanted to. I figured that he'd be the most likely person to force Near to show them what he really was. If it was anyone else, like Linda, he would've just escaped. Mello, however, is very strong-willed.

And I was taking an unhealthy dose of MelloxNear and wanted to make a NearxMello story. So there. *sticks tongue out*

And why is Near looking older? That will be explained. *grins*