Fists clenched to his side, Mello stormed out of Rodger's office.
As he entered Matt's and his dorm he looked to Matt.
The redhead was edgy, nervous and above all angry. A lack of nicotine does that to any addict. Mello felt bad for his buddy. Matt really needed a smoke, but since Near tattled on him for smoking he'd been banned from getting or hiding any. He was monitored daily by 'concerned' tattle tales, such as Linda or her friend Brenda. Watari and L both agreed that it was for the best. Mello was totally angry, but not at Rodger or Linda or Brenda or Watari or L. He was angry with Near. If he hadn't ratted Matt out, then the redhead wouldn't have been in withdrawal. He wouldn't have been suffering.
"I'm gonna find that little albino freak and I'll make him sorry!" Mello screamed.
"Oh, shut up, Mello!" Matt snapped. "Near won again! Get over it!" The redheaded, genius turned back to his video game mumbling swear words under his breath. Mello flinched at Matt's angry tone of voice. It wasn't like the gamer to be so harsh, especially to his bestest friend in the whole world. Mello didn't blame him, though. He needed nicotine and was experiencing one of it's withdrawal symptoms.
The blond mused as he stormed down thee stretching corridor. Mello headed towards Near's dorm, balling his fists at his sides. Near, small, pure and intellectual. How Mello despised the albino. He was secluded, frail, unable to defend himself, yet Mello, strong, diligent and social always seemed to, somehow lose to him.
Did Near plan out his victories…or did Mello allow him to take them? It was puzzling for the blonde. He tried not to make any mistakes, but somehow, his emotions got the better of him. Passing by a couple of kids he recognized Linda. She saw the look on his face and grabbed him by his arm. "Mello are you looking for Near?" She asked in concern.
"No!" the blonde lied.
"You better not hurt him or I'll tell that you've been bulling him, again!" she hissed.
"Mind your own business you, stupid girl!" Mello snapped.
"You better leave him alone!" she said before running off.
Mello felt his rage boil up. Near was hated by most of the kids in Wammy's House, but the girls were willing to protect him from the bullies, such as Mello. He felt his anger rise to its brim and pore over.
He slammed his fist against Near's bedroom door, angrily. When Near was involved it was truly easy for him to lose control, and it was even easier for him to carry out the punishments that he forced upon the younger boy. The door swung open as Mello kicked it, hard. He stomped in and made sure to lock the door behind him.
"Hi Mello." Near deadpanned, as he followed his unexpected visitor's line of motion. Mello scowled at him. Near sat beside of a circle of toys. Most of which were robots. The robots were either silver or multicolored. Mello honestly had no idea as to where they had come from. They appeared to be rather new.
"Hi Near." The blonde said disdainfully. "Are those toys…new?"
"Yes."
"Who got them for you?"
"L sent them to me."
"Oh?"
"He said he was bored, so he made them himself, and sent them to me."
"So, they're special to you, you love them?"
"I like them."
Mello felt his rage increase (if at all possible) ten fold.
"That's an insult!" he snapped. "You should be more appreciative, you little brat!"
"It is an insult?" Near asked clutching one to his chest. "I wasn't aware of that, I'm sorry. Maybe you are right, Mello…or maybe you are just trying to rid yourself of anger through your words. Which is it, Mello?"
"You know I'm angry!" Mello shouted, his blue eyes becoming colder with each word. "You know why I'm here! You know where I've been and what've I've been doing for the past three hours! You know what everybody has been saying about Matt and me! You know what you did to poor Matt! You know I'm here to make you pay!"
"Is Matt okay?" The albino questioned.
Mello growled scornfully at him, but didn't reply.
"Is Matt suffering from nicotine withdrawal, now?" Near asked, glancing down at his robots. He sat the one he held down taking a deep breath. His eyes closed for a few brief moments before reopening and looking up at Mello dark, pure, creepy, sad, glossy eyes. "I didn't know, Mello. I didn't know." He said innocently, voice just above a whisper.
Mello pounced on him like a lion catching his prey, and pinned him to the white-carpeted floor, whilst crouching on top of him. Near looked around emotionlessly, he seemed rather calm and didn't seem to expect anything bad to happen. He picked up his hand to twirl another lock of hair. Mello stopped him with a threatening glare. All was silent for the first twenty to thirty minutes. Neither spoke, but the tension between them was defiantly high. "You little snitch!" Mello at last snarled. "You know Matt smokes, and you've smelled it from our room before!"
"Mello…I'm sorry…I didn't know…" he whispered shakily.
Mello let out an enraged cry as he grabbed a handful of snowy locks and jerked the small boy's head forward. He slammed the albino's skull into the floor as hard as he could, receiving a whimper of pain from Near, Mello grinned evilly. "You know Near, I think that beating you senseless may just be enough to get through that thick skull of yours. Yes, but just to be safe I'll make sure you won't even think of opening your damn mouth about either Matt or me ever again! I'm gonna make you sorry!"
Mello slapped Near as hard as he could across his face making Near's cheek become an angry red color. Near flinched letting a tiny whimper escape his lips. Mello gave him a satisfied smirk as he climbed to his feet. Near slowly got up and brushed himself off.
"If Mello is finished with me shall he please take his leave?"
"Oh, no, Near, I don't think I will be leaving quite yet!"
"What is Mello planning then? Surely he-" Before Near could finish his sentence Mello shoved him against a painted white wall. Near's head slammed into it with a loud thunk! sound. He then, without warning smashed his lips into Near's pale ones.
Near's dark gray eyes widened in surprise, whilst Mello's icy blue eyes narrowed hatefully as his kiss was filled by pure hatred, yet it was also filled by something else...he didn't know what nor did he care to figure it out. He broke the kiss and Near begun to babble incoherent words but he got enough of the words to understand what he was trying to ask. Mello knew he could use it to torment the albino, later.
"Are you asking if that kiss was meant to be affectionate, if I'm gay, if I care about you? Are you asking if I like you? Are you asking if I'll kiss you again? You'd like that wouldn't you, Near? You'd like it if I'd kiss you again, you're such a puny, pathetic white haired faggot!"
"Mel-"
"The answer is: Hell no! Especially not for an ugly freak like you!"
"Mel-"
"Shut up!" Mello hissed before he pulled the albino into another kiss. Near attempted to pull away, but was slammed against the wall. Unable to move, all Near could do was endure whatever sick kind of torture, Mello had in store for him. He squeezed his eyes shut as tears slipped down his cheeks and he whimpered. He didn't want the pleasure Mello made him feel, but Mello didn't care he wanted the albino to break. Mello broke the kiss for air, but started another after a few minutes.
How much shall I bend for you, Mello…before I completely break? Near asked himself.
Mello nipped at the albino's lower lip and licked at the corner of his mouth forcing Near to open his mouth in a gasp and allowing his tongue access. Near's mouth tasted of… nothingness. He had no taste at all. Mello might as of in well kissed the air. His tongue was cold and attempted to enter his mouth, but Mello had other ideas. He used his tongue to lure Near's into his mouth and smirked against Near's lips as he bit into Near's pale, pink tongue without any mercy.
Near yelped in pain but Mello still refused to release him. The kiss dragged on for a long while, but finally after what felt like several hours Near released a deep, breathy moan and whimpered as Mello broke the kiss.
"Ha! I knew it! I knew it, I knew I was right!" said Mello.
He released a shaky Near who stood leaned against the wall afraid he'd fall over if he were to stand without support. Near could feel his heart breaking as Mello spoke, towered over him and ready to verbally abuse him. He watched Mello with wide, timid doe eyes.
"W-what does Mel-Mello know?" he asked holding back fresh tears.
"I know that truth about you, Near!" Mello said his name as if it were a type of poison.
"You're nothing, but a sick, little, homosexual freak! You love it whenever guys kiss you, don't you? Admit it! You enjoy it! You love it! You're a disgusting faggot! You make me sick! How could L even want you to be his successor? You're disgusting!"
"Please, Mello, stop, please…just go away." Near begged weakly.
"Why don't you do everyone a favor and just drop dead!" Mello said scornfully. "Everybody here hates you! Nobody cares about you! Nobody! And they'll hate you even more when they learn how disgusting you are! They'll want you dead the moment they hear! Get it, Near? Everyone, Matt, Linda, Rodger, Watari, even L hates you!"
"No," Near choked out as sobs ripped from him "that's not…it's not…it can't be…"
"It is true!" Mello spat his words laced by venom. "It's true and you wanna know why? Huh, you wanna know? Answer me! Fine, don't! The answer is: because you're a sick, disgusting homo whose got to be the weakest kid on the entire planet!"
Near shook his head as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"They know how disgusting and how terrible you really are! They hate you, Near! The only reason they put up with you is because they pity you! You're an orphan and that's the only real reason they put up with you and you're worthless life! Look me in the eyes and tell me that they hate you!"
Mello grabbed Near by his shoulders and slammed his fist into Near's face. Then he kissed the albino and released him with a satisfied grunt. He watched as the albino trembled more and his shoulders heaved up and down as he begun to cry, new, fresh tears sliding down his cheeks. He didn't attempt to hide his embarrassment and allowed a dark pink to dust his pale, milky cheeks, which were bruised.
"You're a pathetic, little homo." Mello snarled. "You should go crawl in a ditch someplace, and die!" he yelled making his prey flinch.
"You might as well admit it, Near, you aren't as pure and innocent as everyone believes you to be, no, you're a vile, disgusting little whorish, whelp!"
Near hung his head and sobbed, his hands covered his dark eyes as he fell to his knees.
"Pathetic." Mello mumbled.
Near sobbed and gasped for air as Mello landed a kick to his stomach. He felt horrible pain, not only from his wounds, but also from his heart. Near truly wished he's just die at that moment. Mello was speaking lies, but the more Mello spoke the more like the truth it sounded. Near felt sickened as he wished (desperately) that he would get beaten to death. That way Mello would not be able to harm him anymore.
"Wonder what you'd look like without your stupid white covering you." Mello sneered. "You shouldn't mind being a total fag. Now be still, bitch!"
He grabbed Near's pajama bottoms and he yanked them off after a very brief struggle with Near who sobbed louder once they were successfully pulled off and discarded in a corner of the room. Mello pulled the albino's boxers off, after he was finished with the pants and he was quick to (literally) rip Near's shirt off of his body, not bothering with the buttons. Near was totally bare and tried to hide his nakedness, in vain.
"Mel-Mello!" he squealed as Mello ran an icy hand down his nude body.
"Shh, don't worry, I'll be gentle." Mello whispered kneeling at his side. "Do you want to have sex with another guy, Near? Huh? Do ya? You seem gay enough and pretty enough. You're disgusting enough! What do you say Near?"
"Please, leave…please…." the albino whimpered. Mello saw the bruises he had made on the pale child's body, but didn't care. Near was in agony and he didn't care, but what was that feeling in his chest? The one that made his heart tighten and made him disgusted with himself? Was that a pang of guilt?
No.
It couldn't be.
It wasn't.
Mello groaned as he noticed that his member had become erect with arousal. He scowled down at the albino and his rage flared up again. He slammed a fist down onto Near's side. The small, boy let out a howl of pain, not bothering to hold it in anymore. What was the use? Mello got a reaction from him one way or another, why resist anymore?
Mello grunted as he repeatedly slammed his fists down on the boy's naked body. Bruises formed quickly and his face swelled slightly as blood poured from his nose and busted lower lip. He tried to shield his face with his hands, but Mello being the brutal bully he was moved his hands away and beat on that beautiful, porcelain face mercilessly.
"Look what you done to me!" he snapped at the younger boy, gesturing to the bulge in his tight, leather pants. Near didn't comply and made Mello even madder. "I said look at what you did!" he roared, kicking his victim harshly as Near attempted to close his eyes.
Near looked and blushed. "I-I turn Mello on…?"
"Shut the hell up!"
"I-I-I'm sorry…Mell-Mell-O…I'm sorry Mello…" he sobbed trying to bury his face into the white, blood stained carpet. "I'm…sorry…really sorry."
Mello felt no pity, no mercy…. as he grabbed a handful of Near's silky, white locks and used his free hand to remove his pants and boxers. His erection was shoved against Near's lips, which refused to part, but Mello yanked on the snowy hair causing Near to wail in pain and Mello took this as an opportunity to force the erection into the hot, wet cavern that was Near's mouth.
"Suck it." Mello ordered. Near gave muffled protested and allowed silent tears to slip from the corner of his eyes. "Aww, you losing your perfect control over your emotions?" Mello jeered. Near let out a deep, sob that sent chills up Mello's body.
"N-Near, you bet-better not eve-even think of spit-ting out m-my cum." Mello sputtered as he fought back moans. Near bobbed his head some, before he nodded slowly, quieting down. He sniffled as Mello came into his mouth, and he swallowed every last drop of his assaulter, except what was dripping from the corner of his mouth and down his chin.
"That wasn't too bad, now was it, Near?" Mello laughed maliciously.
Near crawled off towards his bed, but only got a few feet to his bed, before he fell to his elbows and puked up the continents of his stomach. Mello felt a small bit of guilt as he saw his cum mixed in with the puked up continents that had poured from the albino's mouth. He wished he could take his previous actions back, but knew that he could not.
"You can't even handle a little abuse?" Mello scoffed; despite the fact he knew it wasn't just a little abuse. "What a loser, you are, Near." He added after pulled his boxers and pants on. He watched as the albino coughed up more vomit and some clotted blood, but he didn't look at Mello or speak to him.
"Near if you even say one little thing to me for the rest of today I'll do you worse than this. Got that?" Mello snarled.
Near didn't respond.
He lay on the floor beside his puke and started sobbing again.
"Good." Mello said feeling numbed. "I'll take that silence as a yes."
"N-no…" Near finally moaned, finally processing Mello's threat. "N-no, please, leave me alone...please…" he curled up into a smaller ball trying to disappear.
"That should teach you not to mess with Matt and me you puny albino pussy." Mello hissed as he turned on his heel, but paused at the door of the room. "You'd better keep your damn mouth shut about this, freak." He growled at the trembling, sobbing albino lying on the floor curled up in a ball. And with that said he retreated from the room, leaving Near to cry and wail his heart out, to drown in his overflowing emotions alone.