There were hands over his eyes; small, cool, pale hands covering his eyes and making him see blackness. The hands were partly covered by white sleeves too long for the thin, frail arms, but the hands were still strong.

They turned day into night for him and there was no way to fight back. Normally, he would, but something within him told him not to fight back. He couldn't find the will to remove those hands that made the light become darkness. The tainted light becoming the virgin darkness.

"Do you understand now?"

His lips parted slowly, as if were going to answer, but his voice box didn't work. No sound escaped him and he found no way to reply. He could not answer the owner of the hands who turned the sun into the moon.

"I know you do."

His lips moved, but no words were spoken. He barely nodded against those hands that made light become shadow. Insightful and sensitive feelings were flooding through him and a slight touch of empathy towards the owner of the hands behind him

"You know why I did this, don't you?"

He slowly nodded again and one hand moved up. A bright light hit his closed eye before being covered by the hand already making half of his closed sight into night from day. One hand that made soiled rays into pure shadows covered his eyes while the other trailed up into his blonde hair, stroking the strands soothingly.

"Then you understand why I do what I do so emotionlessly."

He felt himself nodding and the hands that made radiance into silhouettes removed themselves from his face. He opened his eyes, blinking into the light that burned his eyes, but the orbs that had just seen darkness soon adjusted.

Mello turned around to look at Near, who sat with one leg to his chest, his hands hanging in midair before him. There was hardly any readable expression on the albino's face, but the eyes said it all. The care for him was on a completely different level from the normal.

And Mello understood.

Which was why he sacrificed his life to make sure that Near didn't get his name written in the Death Note.

He loved him.

He just never could say those words.