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This is the first chapter of a short series of little Christmassy stories of our favorite Whammy boys.
Chapter 1. Sacrificed
Mello
I stared at the large tree in the noisome library. I clutched the small glass ornament tightly, as I stood next to my best friend Matt. All the kids of Wammy's house stood around the tree, excitement glittering the younger kids' faces, as they awaited to put their handmade ornament on the spiky tree. One girl was so excited she accidentally fell down in her jumping around process. Matt noticed first and busted out laughing at her, his laughter louder than any other noise in the whole room. Matt was my best friend, but he was also my dumb ass, even though he was the third smartest kid at Wammy's. I chuckled at the girl getting up off the floor, whipping out a chocolate bar, unwrapping it and cracking off a piece.
My eyes caught Near, as he stood quietly, a white blotch in all the red and green Christmas cheer. He clung to his ornament, painted pure white, just like everything about him, the stupid sheep. Roger gently urged a few children forward to place their stupid balls of color on the tree. My eyes flickered down to mine. It was pitch black with a painted red cross on the surface. I stalked over to the tree, tilting my head up to the tall branch I wanted it to go on.
I reached up and placed it up on the branch, determined, stretching on my tip toes, but the hook slipped, and I watched it fall in slow motion towards the floor. Right before it hit the floor, Matt dodged underneath it and caught it while laying on his back. He lay there holding up the saved ornament to me, his Mario painted ball was ruined in the act.
"Here ya go Mels." He grinned a goofy smile at me.
He sacrificed his ornament for mine, I knelt down and took it from his hand, he was such a good friend.
"Thanks Matty." I murmured, I reached up again and placed it on the branch again. Eying it closely to make sure it didn't crash to it's death.
"No problem!" He beamed.
I studied his silly face for a moment. His auburn hair was rumpled in the saving process and his black and white striped shirt was wrinkled, but he didn't seem to care.
Near was watching us curiously, which made me angry, I glared at him before pulling Matt to his feet and dragging him off to my room.
Once I slammed my door shut, I pounced my bed, burying my face in my black silken pillow, "Aagh! I hate him!" I screamed.
Matt crawled on the bed beside me, entangling his gloved fingers in my hair, I froze for a second before relaxing.
"Who?" Matt asked quietly.
"Near!!!!" I roared.
Matt pulled me into a sitting position removing his hand from my hair, gazing hard into my eyes, "What did he do this time, Mello?"
"Stared at me!" I hissed in his face.
Matt just stared at me for a minute, "Well what's wrong with that?" He asked finally, drawing each word out slowly, as if thinking about it really hard before speaking, maybe he was.
I turned my head away. I didn't want to admit that I liked it when Near watched me, I couldn't deny that I enjoyed his attention. I pouted, knowing it would drag his attention to me. It did, he scooted closer. I liked Matt's attention as well, and he would give that all to me. If only I could just coax a kiss from him.