Snow White Queen

1) All I want is you

It was a cold night at Wammy's. All kids were at their comfortable beds;
sleep was shed all over the old building. The sky was dark and the frozen
light of a full moon was keeping an eye on a dark corridor. Behind a closed
door moans and soft screams could be heard, if someone was careful enough.

"I want you... I want you so much..." a blond boy whispered
while kissing someone younger's platinum whitehead boy lips.

"...Mello...please, stop..." the boy begged and tried to get away
from the blonde's grip.

" Why? You told me to go on..." Mello said and caressed the boy's pale face. "...Near, don't you love me?'' he asked, eyes full of sadness.

Near sat up on Mello's bed and looked away from his eyes.'' It's
not that I don't love you...'' He whispered.

"Then what is it?'' Mello asked and forcefully made Near to stare at him, icy blue eyes at black

orbs.

"It-it's just-...''Near gasped and took a deep breath'
"It'sjustthatidon'tfeelwearemeanttobetogether'' he said.

Mello blinked once. And twice. "Ok...speak in English this time.'' He ordered.

"It's just that I don't feel we are meant to be together...'' Near said quietly and stood up. Mello shook his head in surprise.

"Near...how can you say that...?...look at me. LOOK AT ME!" he yelled as tears started to run down Nears dark eyes. The white haired boy took a few steps away from the distraught Mello and opened the door, then closed it behind his back. He heard Mello's voice trembling while he
stood up, cursing himself.

Near got in his own room, which was usually shared with Matt, Mello's
best friend. But now Matt was something more than away, in L.A, and Near was

here...

He closed the door and made it to his small bed, switching off the light.
He quickly undressed himself, knowing that nobody would come in, anyway. Mello
had never come in, even though this scene had been repeated many times since
Matt had left Wammy's. And every time was sure to end up like that:

Everyone alone in separated rooms, Mello hurt and confused, thinking Near
really didn't want him; and Near lying on his bed, crying himself to sleep,
thinking how stupid he was not co-operating with Mello...

Mello... He was a dream to Near for so many years, and one day the dream
came true. Mello really didn't hate him, he wanted to be with him! Near
recalled the day Mello came to him and placed his soft lips on his own, and
whispered: "I love you...''...Oh, Near was so in love with the hot
tempered blond, he had even gave in to whatever Mello wanted.... Whatever except
letting Mello take him.

Near blushed with the thought and covered his face with his pillow...

'Perfect...'.

He couldn't sleep again. With a long moan he opened a plain
white notebook and started to write lyrics... Actually, his thoughts in

lyric-shape...

Stoplight, lock the door
Don't look back.
Undressed in the dark,
And hide from you
All of you

You'll never know the way your words had haunted me
I can't believe you'd ask these things of me
You don't know me...

'It isn't really true, that last thing...Mel knows me better than anybody else...' Near thought.

The door opened quietly, he hadn't locked it. He couldn't pretend he was
sleeping, the notebook was right there, opened. So he just stayed there,
waiting Mello (who else?) come closer and sit on the left side of his bed. He
soon felt a hand rubbing his neck and he heard a soft voice calling his name

"...Near...why did you leave...?" Mello asked and Near turned his
face and eyes to him.

" I'm sorry, Mello...I just didn't feel like it...again...'' he added.

Mello let out a gentle laugh and leaned forward to kiss Near's soft
lips, titling his head upward with his hand...

"You belong to me, my snow white queen...'' he whispered and
gently pushed Near against the bed. Near didn't seem to care about the
femininity of his nickname, and he looked in Mello's eyes peacefully.

"There's nowhere to run, so let's just get it over...'' He suggested and kissed him again, a little bit longer this time.

"...Mello...'' Near moaned as Mello's hand had reached his lower stomach, toying with his

pants.

"So.... You want me to...?'' Mello asked, setting himself on top of the younger boy, caressing him and nibbling down at his pale neck.

The contact made Near part his lips in a quiet groan, and he lifted his
head, searching for his lover's lips. Mello grinned and lowered himself down on
top of Near and pulled him in a passionate and long kiss.

"Soon, I know you'll see you're just like me..." he said and unbuttoned Near's
shirt, as Near's trembling fingers were working to undo his pants.

After some moments, a lustful moan was heard in the room, echoing all
over. Another soon followed, and Mello's sweet face appeared right in front of
Near's, longing for the boy's lips. Near tried, unsuccessfully, to hold back a
scream of pain as he felt Mello getting into him.

"Don't scream anymore, my love, …All I want is you...''

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Ok, this is the first - very short one, I know- chapter. To make things
clear, Mello and Near both have borrowed their words from Evanescence song
''Snow White Queen''. Coming up with the next chapter.
~Annie Chris~

Xxx

Beta'd by: Mello's Ultimate Lover