A/N: I wrote this as a birthday present for my friend Maria's 21st birthday. (It's been a long time since I've watched or read Death Note so please forgive any discrepancies.)
Originally, this was going to have full on sex, but I ended up not being able to do it. I couldn't thing of these characters in that sort of way and I have other fics to worry about. But you're smart people, you can imagine the rest.
An envelope slid out of Near's newest toy catalogue and landed on the tile floor with a satisfying thwack. Further inspection revealed it to be one of those annoying product samples, this one appeared to contain chocolate scented shampoo and body wash.
Something in the catalogue caught Near's attention and he went back to ignoring the stupid thing.
Mello sighed. He had miraculously entered Near's headquarters unnoticed, or at least unchallenged. Now he was practically trapped there, due in large part to the gigantic blizzard raging outside. He angrily finished the last bit of chocolate and fished out another bar.
It was a good thing that Near was a calm person. His newest toy had covered him in black sludge. Near didn't really mind, except that he would hate to get his other toys dirty. So off to the shower he went.
Six hours of blizzard later, Mello was pulling up empty foil. No matter where he looked, it was all gone. He was effectively out of chocolate.
A dripping Near stepped out of the shower positively reeking of chocolate. The stuff was terrible. It cleaned him up nicely but had been perfumed by some sick mad scientist. He smelled more like chocolate than actual chocolate did. So Near, being the fabulous Near and all, wasn't the least bit surprised when Mello pounced on him.