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I must confess
"U-Um-m-my-n-n-name-s-n-ne-nnear-r." Why was he stuttering so badly? He was making a complete idiot of himself. Now blushing a terrible shade of red "I-I-w-w-um-h-he-here-p-ple-plea-s" Cursing his hands for trembling out of his will, why was his body not obeying his mind's commands?
"What the hell! Hey kid What the heck you saying?" the tall blonde made a face, looking down at the annoying kid, feeling himself get very, very impatient, not that he was much of a patient person. Those blue eyes darted to the ivory white boy then to the letter that he held out with shaky hands, barely able to read the words, "Mello" on it, due to the kid's relentless shivering.
"What the hell is this!" Voice slightly less on edge.
"It-ttt-tto-m-mm-uh--" the young boy stuttered, making no sense to the blonde nor himself. His usual genius mind, going completely bonkers and then just shutting down, unable to think.
"Hahahah!" the redhead standing next to the blonde burst out in a laugh, "Yo Mels, you've got another admirer." the boy slouched an arm over the blonde, looking at the letter that Mello had ripped out of the little boy's hands. Then the redhead looked over at the white child, pulling his own goggles onto his head to get a better look, "Hey this one's not bad, kinda cute, maybe you should give him a chance, play with it a little." the redhead joked or more like mocked as if the younger boy wasn't there.
The albino boy stood there, dumbfounded and embarrassed, and to make matters worst, everyone was now staring at them, some eyes wide with interest, some whispering, some giving him dirty looks, since he went up to the school's biggest hottie (and bully), especially considering his status as a loser, to put it mildly, but most looked like they were laughing at him, silently.
"Yo kid, ya got a little crush on Mello?" the redhead teased, smirking. The white child's little ears drooped, looking down, hair falling on his face, he desperately hid behind his bangs for coverage, face burning up.
"Not interested." Mello deadpanned, having enough of the crowds, the redhead's teasing and of this little thing standing in front of him. With only one hand, he raised the letter up in the air, and crumpled it into a tiny ball so that everyone could see, then he chucked it back to the kid, hitting the pale child on the forehead, then the blonde and his redhead friend walked off.
The two walked away not looking back, but if they did look back, they would see the small boy crying in the hallways, the other students watching and laughing, calling him "LOSER!", 'FREAK!' and many other very, very nasty names.
The small boy covered his face with his palm, crying, the students just kept laughing and calling him names, then someone pushed him to the ground. He fell on his shoulder, hurting it, another boy pulling him up by his sensitive mouse ears, making him whimper. "Hey you little slut, if you're so desperate, we can do you now." a bunch of boys laughed, tugging his collar roughly, taking off a few buttons on his pajama-like shirt. The other students watching the spectacle and some even cheering as they poured a hot cup of coco on his head, making him shriek with pain, tears streaming down his slightly plump cheeks. "What is going on here?" A mature voice said from behind the crowds and the students fled the scene.
The school discipline masters manage to catch a few of the troublemakers but the poor child was also punished because he was decided to be the cause of all the ruckus.
Near walked into the cafeteria, feeling many eyes on him, and most were glares that could kill, how he wished he could stay back in his dorm that day, but alas he was already blacklisted, and doing that would only bring him more problems.
He took a seat at the furthest end, alone of course. Everybody hated him, because they considered him part mouse, one of the most foul clans, looked down upon by everyone and what's worst was he wasn't even really a part of the mouse clan, he was actually part hamster, but still both were rodents. He hailed from the ice lands, a culture not quite understood by the other regions, but there was no reason to ridicule him because of who he was. What's worst is that nobody even tries, they rather keep their distance as if he were the Black plague than come up to speak to him and try to understand him. No one would listen when he explained he wasn't of the mouse origin, which was quite obvious because he did have the long skinny pink tail, instead he had a cute little fluffy white one like that of a hamster, they had already made up their own assumptions from the two small rounded ears on his head. He was nothing but a rat (that's a very cruel insult if you didn't know) to all of them.
The whole cafeteria was just chirping away, insults flung at him from every direction, the people flinging them not caring that they were being very loud and harsh. A few tears escape his eyes, he quickly wiped them before anybody could see and call him a 'wuss' or something else worst.
Suddenly, everyone went mute. There was the sound of the cafeteria doors opening and closing loudly, then the thuds of boots on the tiles, Near didn't have to look up to know who it was, but he still did. His jaw dropped a little in awe of the stunning blonde beauty dressed completely in black, head to toe, because of his style, the other goths had completely changed their looks. This is Mello, unique, tough and he gets whatever he wants, wherever and whenever. His feline ears standing, always on alert and his golden tail swinging behind, grabbing his lunch from the lunch lady, which look like a tray full of chocolate. His best buddy, right-hand man and second biggest hottie in school always following close behind.
The redhead called Matt, aka Mello's number one man, walked up to the lunch lady next, grabbing two bottles of something that shouldn't be in a school at all, but somehow Matt got it, easy. The redhead was quite unique in his own way as well, with his goggles, and striped shirt, plus strange looking vest. But he always seems effortless and laid-back, just looking at him could make someone become lazy. One of his dog ear's always drooped, proving his slight absentmindedness, and tail sluggishly dragging behind.
The dynamic duo sat down at their usual table, no one else dared sit there, they just couldn't compare up to their magnificence, it's like they were in a world of their own, one that Near could never get into. After a moment, the cafeteria reverted to it's lively self but less noisy now. Near was still staring unblinkingly at the blonde, heart thumping, he liked him so much, but there was no way Mello could ever return his feelings.
The young boy yelped as something very cold splashed onto his head, he turned around, seeing the boys that had picked on him yesterday, grinning, "Oops." the boy who was obviously leading the pack said, tossing the empty plastic cup to his pale face. The whole room shook with laughter, Mello's blue eyes looked over, but they didn't show much care for whatever was happening. Near covered up his face, tears spilling, there was only one thing to do in this kind of situation, walk away. But instead of walking, he ran, as fast as his little legs could take him, dashing to the safety of his cramped room which resembled a closet.
Mello walked out late at night, remembering that he had left a very important notebook in his locker. He twisted the lock, giving the locker door a little knock, so that it would open, his messy locker spilled his stuff out, landing on the floor.
"Shit." He bent down to pick his things, noticing a small lump of balled up paper. He picked it up, forgetting his other stuff, leaning against the lockers, he tried to open up the lump, feeling very curious.
'Mello' It read on the envelop, with extremely neat writings, you'd think they were typed. For some reason, he felt intrigued to opened and look inside. His blue eyes widening, paying attention to each word.
'To Mello
I know that I may not be very close to Mello and Mello may not even know who I am, but I must confess that my feelings for Mello are so strong that I simply cannot hold in anymore. I do not expect Mello to return my feelings, I simply ask that he acknowledges it, I do hope that I am not asking too much with that. No matter what, all I want is for Mello to be happy and help him whatever way I can, even if he doesn't feel anything for me. Mello, I like you very much, please be my friend."
"What the hell?" the blonde muttered softly, scratching his head, this was the worst love letter he's seen yet. For one thing, it was way too brief and formal. Secondly, there was no compliments about him or anything. And what's up with 'please be my friend?'. And worst of all…
His mind stopped in his track as he saw a familiar small figure walking towards his spot, head down, with white curls covering most of his face. One of his sleeve was torn down and there was bruises on the exposed arm, as he walked blood was dripping from his wounded lip.
Near walked up to Mello, so damaged up, he didn't even recognize the black boots that he was staring at. "E-Excuse-s-m-me-" his voice shaky and broken, face still wet with tearstains, "h-have y-you"
"Hey kid can't you talk properly at all?" Mello furrowed his brow, Near immediately lifted his head, mouth opened a little, shock and embarrassment making his face flushed. No, of all the people, why did it have to be him? the little kid thought. His head lowered along with his ears and tail, but that one was hidden under his pants, nervously tugging and twirling his hair, finding no intelligent words in his vast vocabulary to use at the moment.
Mello just kept eyeing the kid, "What happened to you?" he raised an eyebrow.
"I-uh-It-s-It's none of your concern." Near said a little harsh tone in it. He turned his face, trying to hide the tears that were brimming again.
The blonde was going to shoot something back but his cat eyes noticed a few shiny droplets rolling down the boy's ghostly pale cheeks. Feeling really awkward, the blonde twitched a little, hearing the ruffling paper in his gloved hand as he moved. Suddenly realizing that the kid was looking for it before, "Hey, um, here, is this what you wanted?" He handed the badly wrinkled paper.
Black eyes shifted to the blonde then to his hand, Near hesitantly took it, eyes now looking at the prove of how pathetic and what an embarrassment he was. It took another moment for him to realize that it had been opened.
"D-Did you r-read this?" he stuttered, eyes wide.
"Huh? Ya." Mello answered, feeling more awkward, why was he feeling so awkward? He never did so with all those other people who had confessed to him. But there was something about this kid, that pure white hair and skin matched with his white attire, those bruises, and the blood that was drying up, plus remembering the cafeteria incident that made Mello feel very uneasy and guilty.
After a few moments of awkward silence, Mello couldn't take it anymore, he needed to say something, "Um, you forgot your name." so he said something stupid. He slapped himself in the head mentally. The pale child grimaced, rubbing his eyes, as some tears were rolling down again, "You think you're so great." he muttered, gritting his teeth, "Who are you to judge me? All of you…are so cruel."
Normally, Mello would have beaten the crap out of anybody who would say (more like accuse) something like that of him without a seconds notice, but something about this boy's innocent broken voice, just made him pain instead.
"Mello is a terrible person!" he shouted, eyes looking straight at Mello for once. Whoa, that hit the blonde pretty hard. His blood immediately boiled. Who was this little small fry to call him a terrible person?! No way, he can't just let this kid off the hook, no matter how cute and innocent he looked. He tightened his fist, ready to punch the kid's lights out. Suddenly something smack him on the face, he grabbed it away, looking at it, it was the letter, looking around, the kid was gone!
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