A/N: I've edited these little one-shots. Beware that when I first wrote them, I had no idea where any of them came from. Random inspiration FTW.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.
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Near and Mello were at it again.
Well, Mello was.
Near had been playing with his toys in the playroom, minding his own business and not bothering the other children, when Mello came in. Mello; the too-emotional, sensitive, take-everything-up-the-ass Mello. He came to distract Near, or more accurately, get a rise out of him. Focused completely on his goal, he initiated his plan.
Near was on the floor, and Mello took the seat directly in front of him. The blond stared right at the little albino. Just stared, but no surprise there. He stared intently at the head of white, messy curls. But Near kept playing with his toys, ignoring Mello, but the blond was determined.
Finally, Near decided to play along with Mello's game. He looked up from his toys and stared directly into Mello's blue eyes. This went on for several minutes, until Mello began shifting uncomfortably in his chair. Near smiled on the inside, while Mello yelled out in frustration, then stormed out the play area.
Near went back to his toys.
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A/N: I actually very much adore this one.