Near sat on the floor, surrounded by toys. The floor was cold against his fingers that would occasionally sweep across it as he made a toy car race back and fourth in front of him. Giovanni, a man that worked with him, walked into the room with a boombox.
"Near! We've all decided you should be more like a teen!" he declared gleefully.
Everyone around Near raised their eyebrows as if to say, "when did we decide this?"
Giovanni cleared his throat, as if to quiet their silent protests. "So," he said, "you will listen to teen music!" The man turned on the music, just in time to hear the start of the next song.
You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you, PMS
Like a bitch
I would know
And you over think
Always speak
Crypticly
I should know
That you're no good for me
Near was immediately drawn into the song that seemed so... familiar, some how. "Mello?" he whispered to himself. He thought back to his first love, a boy with chin-length blonde hair and an attitude that rivaled a rattle snake. The boy from Near's memories was beautiful to look at, but get too close and he'd hiss and bite you, with small, elegant fangs. His every move made it seem as if he had a secret hidden for only himself to know. He would be happy one moment, but then someone would pull the tiniest string and change his entire mood, like a puppeteer messing up a marionette play.
Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(you) You don't really want to stay, no
(but you) But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down
He did the opposite of what he'd say. There would be a, "of course I love you, Near." but he would sneak around behind his lover's back. Not necessarily with another person, but he would do things he knew the younger boy would disapprove of, and things that he kept from him. As long as it kept Mello happy, Mello would do it. To Mello, everything he did was correct. And Near hated it that he would always take Mello back, because Near knew nothing else other than to love Mello. Sadly, Loving Near was last on Mello's to-do list and took backseat to so many petty things.
We used to be
Just like twins
So in sync
The same energy
Now's a dead battery
Used to laugh bout nothing
Now your plain boring
I should know that
You're not gonna change
Near supposed that Mello hadn't gotten boring as fast as he himself had. Near hadn't never been the most wild person, although Mello was. Near had known that their relationship would never last. How long could life pair up with death? They were opposites. The huddled ball of white found it would have been better if they had never met. Once long ago they had made the perfect pair. There was competition that even their feelings for each other couldn't overcome, but they were so happy together when competition wasn't an issue. Sadly, those times were few and far between.
Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(you) You don't really want to stay, no
(but you)But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down
Someone call the doctor
Got a case of a love bi-polar
Stuck on a roller coaster
Can't get off this ride
Near took this as a metaphor for himself. He couldn't seem to let go of the thought of Mello. He often thought back to his time with Mello, the wonderful feelings he experienced, especially early on in their relationship, when Mello seemed to love him completely. Near never gave up hope that, maybe, just maybe, Mello would want a calmer life, would want to settle down with someone. But would these years apart have found Mello someone else?
You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Near got up and turned the music off. "I don't want to hear any more of this trash. Understood, Giovanni?" His threat was said with a lowered voice, for Near didn't enjoy yelling. However, Giovanni knew that he meant what he said. The boom box was quickly rushed out of the building and into Giovanni's car. Near settled himself on the floor again and began building a monument of dice.
All too soon, a misplaced die made the monument fall. With it fell comrades and friends of Near, either through freak heart attacks or suicide.
Near sighed knowingly. There was no hope now.
So, I think I'm coming to the end of my MelloxNear obsession. x3 Hope it holds out 'till I finish And A White Heart!