Disclaimer: The closest I'll ever get to owning Death Note is buying the manga.
Almost, but Not Quite
Almost, but not quite brothers: That is what they seemed like. No… no... Not quite exactly by looks. The only thing that's vaguely similar would be their dead, dead eyes. Every time I trace over the lines, they haunt me, trap me with their gaze. Those eyes which can trap the world… Those beautiful eyes… Still no, it's not their eyes, but it's their actions which make them like brothers, but not.
It'd be their slight arguments which seem more one sided, but not and their interactions which seem to be so distant, but so close. It's there when they work together ever so slightly and when we see the blond rage in fury and the white ever so calm, but slightly, silently smirking in delight. It's there between the lines when the blond threatens, but never harms the white. It's there when the competition rages strong. It's there when we see them help each other by secret words which no one else, except maybe, just maybe one, can decipher. It's there in the silent trust and silent bonds invisible to our eyes.
It's there. Its there, always lingering there: Distant, but never apart. They're like brothers, almost, but not quite.
AN: Its 201 word drabble about the Wammy Kids. It's in Linda's POV talking about Mello and Near with a vague mention of Matt. I got the idea from reading DN: How to Read 13.
