Mello's Rules for Relationships

ages: Mello- 15, Near- 13, Matt- 14, L (he will somehow make an appearance)- 25. Everyone (excluding L) is at Wammy's

so I had this idea , what would Mello's relationship rules be? These are what I have so far, each will eventually be a chapter. If you have any ideas they would be greatly appreciated.

1- Start a relationship... duh.

2- Claim what's "yours"

3- "protect" them with your life [in other words, MINE, NO TOUCHY!]

4- *groans* share your chocolate.

5- be affectionate. [even if it kills your pride.]

6- tell the truth...especially if you where a slut.

7- be romantic... and shit like that.

8- NEVER cheat. E. V. E. R.

9-do something nice every now and then.

10- tell them you love them.

Yeah, I totally own Deathnote, that's why L and Light are together, Mello and Near make out every ten seconds, and a majority of the male characters are gay. *psst... if sarcasm could drip out of computers then mine would be soaked right now.*

1- start a relationship...duh.

[Mello's POV]

so, I have these rules for myself, a lot of them actually. Don't know where they came from or why I even bother to follow them. [in the rare occasions where they're needed anyway]. I have only been in 2 actual relationships and never got past rule 4. [that one's a bit difficult for me].

I only have two rules for hooking up, however. 1- use protection. 2- make sure you'll never see the person ever again.

Unfortunately for me, this... thing I have for Near doesn't seem to fit for a hook up, because I would definitely want to see him again, and I might not have the presence of mind, if he ever let me be with him, to use proper precautions.

It just doesn't make sense. I hated Near, with a passion. I wanted to beat him so bad, and I still can't. One day I just woke up and thought "Near is actually pretty....well, pretty." at first I dismissed it as just a random wake-up thought, but they started happening more and more, and while I was fully awake too. Matt noticed. He's smarter than I give him credit for.

These are his exact words: "if you don't get over you self and just fucking tell Near already, I swear to god I will find a way to come back from the dead after you kill me for saying this and I will beat he living shit out of you."

And so, after giving matt two black eyes, a possible concussion, a broken finger, and a dislocated shoulder, I'm standing outside the 1st floor playroom, preparing myself to follow rule #1.

Start a relationship.

I took a bite of chocolate, shoved the bar in the back pocket of my black jeans, and walked into the room. Near, being the adorably [GAK, what the hell was that?] predictable boy he is, was curled up in the middle of the otherwise empty room, playing with a puzzle.

"Near." I said, sitting on the floor in front of him.

He glanced up at me through his white hair. "Mello." he greeted.

We stay like that for a while, not talking or anything. I just watch him put together the blank puzzle.

"You are here for a reason." he says suddenly, a statement not a question.

"I am." I say, tucking some of my blonde hair behind my ear.

"Are you going to tell me?" he asks. "Is it going to be detrimental to my health? " he added as an afterthought.

"Eventually, and I hope not." I say. His blue eyes locked on my face for a millisecond before returning to the puzzle.

"Would Mello like me to guess?" he asked.

"Sure." I said, half because I didn't want to say anything and half because I wanted to see what he thought.

"Two theories. The first more likely than the second. One: you do not intend to hurt my physical health because that would be too visible so you have decided to attack my mental health." he said.

"And two?" I asked.

"Very unlikely." he said, now 89% done with the puzzle.

"Well, what is it?"

"Two : Mello does not hate me as much as he has previously stated, and he has actually grown to somewhat enjoy my company. Like I said, very unlikely."

silence.

"Mello?" he asks

"You're right, almost." I mutter.

"I am." not a question a statement.

"I don't hate you." I say.

He puts down his puzzle piece.

"What are you saying ?" he asked, looking at me directly for once.

"I do not hate you. Quite the opposite." I say, returning his studying stare.

"You are not lying." a statement, not a question.

"I'm not."

"Why am I just 'almost' right?" he asked.

"I enjoy your company very much, and I wanted to ask you a question."

"I enjoy Nice Mello's company, however he seems to rarely be around.. What is your question?"

I bit my lip, suddenly a little nervous.

WAIT, I do not get nervous! No! Not me! There is no way in hell I'm chickening out now.

"Near, would you like to go out with me?" I ask. His eyes widen slightly.

"If you promise to be Nice Mello to me."

"I promise." I say, with a smile. He nodded a little, an ever so tiny grin gracing his pale mouth.

I give him a tiny kiss on the lips and stand. I should go see if Matt can stand up yet...

[Nears POV]

I watched him go and touched my lips...

Mello tastes like chocolate.

so this is the first chapter.... what do you think?

All reviews, ideas, flames, insults, and criticism are appreciated