Author's Notes: Is this cheerful…? I wonder. A discussion was brought up of what Near's thinkin' when he smiles that demented smile of his.
MMN:D
Smile
Matt glared ahead of him, trying to burn the little white devil-child sitting in front of him on the grass.
All of the Wammy's house was gathered under a large oak, with the exception of Mello and Roger. Those two were standing, and, well, 'debating' where the next school field trip would be. The rest of the school simply watched with awe as L's successor took the lead.
Everyone but Matt and Near. Matt, as stated, trying to burn the latter with his gaze. And Near, he was watching the fight too. But he wasn't in awe. Rather, he was watching Mello, smiling his demented little smile and twirling his hair.
Matt twitched, reaching forward and yanking a chunk of the albino's hair out. Well that got the freak out of his stupor. Near spinned backward, annoyance crossing his face as he glared back at the redhead.
"What was that for?" The albino continued to glare.
"That was to make you stop giving my Mello the oogly eyes!"
Near blinked, slightly shocked by Matt's assumption, before turning back around.
Unbeknownst to Matt, he had that smile on his face again. "Huh, so that's all you're gonna do about it?"
As soon as Matt registered the threat in those words it was too late.
Mello blinked, staring at the white glob that was hugging him, vaguely registering where it's hands were. "… What the hell?"
That day Matt decided never to let Near within a hundred miles of Mello when he was smiling.