Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any characters.. blah blah

Near sat quietly in his english class. There wasn't anyone around, considering it was lunch time. The albino stayed right where he was, finishing snacking on his crackers. He never at lunch, too many people. Plus staying in class let him get ahead.

Finishing his last cracker, Near got up and threw his trash away. He saw a few students out in the hallway, conversing. It was probably just pointless gossip. Near adjusted his pants, pulling them up more. The school uniform made him uncomfortable. He was much more happy in his baggy white bottoms than in the kakis he was forced to wear. The shirt was bad too, but better than the pants. It was a long-sleeved white shirt, like he normally would war, but it had to be properly tucked in and fitting. Thankfully it was the winter, meaning that was his attire until spring where it was changed to shorts and a polo.

He broke his stare at the girls when the door flung open. Near stepped away quickly from the heavy object. The albino watched neat blonde hair emerge from behind the door then the rest when the door was slammed shut. He watched him walk over to the desk next to his own and drop his bag on the ground and multiple textbooks on the desk. He opened one up and started reading it.

"Class does not start for another half an hour. Why is Mello here so early?" Near asked, twirling a piece of hair.

"I'm studying, idiot." The blonde said, not bothering to look up from the book.

The albino quietly walked back to his desk and sat down. He looked over at Mello, who was buried deep in his English book.

"Mello shouldnt study too much. It is not good for him."

Mello placed the book on the desk and turned to him. "Okay Near, I'll stop studying. For you." His sarcasm was flooding the room.

Mello then reached over and pushed Nears book and notebook off the desk, sending it flying across the floor. Near stood up and retrieved his books and sat down again and Mello returned to reading.

The bell rang and students started flowing in. For being seniors 95% of the class was immature. Mello and Near were the only "normal" ones. The two boys sat in the back of the room. Normally Near would request the front, but his high grades landed him in the back, along with the blonde, to keep the bad kids in the front. The teacher let him go on his own pace as long as the required assignments were completed. Near was bored most classes, having done everything, and today was just a normal day.

The teacher was getting everyone settled down and quiet. Thats when Near noticed Mello shifting in his seat and eagerly looking up at the front. He turned his attention to what Mello was staring at. He figured it out immediately.

Standing next to the teacher was the person Mellos eyes were locked on. There was a man, rather young looking, with auburn hair. He was tall, but not too tall. Maybe 5'6 at the most. The guy was wearing a European looking jacket and dark blue pants. Near glanced back at Mello was now biting his lip. The teacher talked about who he was and why he was here, but Near was top busy looking at the auburn and glancing at Mello. Near did however catch his name. Mr. Jeevas.

It wasn't a minute later that he started walking back to where the two of the were sitting. He took the seat next to Near and took out a video game console and started playing. The boy could get a better look at the man now. He had a few freckles under his striking green eyes that were covered with glasses. His lips were the right shade of pink and the bottom one was currently being bitten on. Near was glad that the man was too interested in his game to notice him staring.

A small tap came to his shoulder. Near figured it was the teacher. He blushed a bit and looked over to where the feeling came from. Mello was sitting on the edge of his seat, his cheeks tinted pink, much like his own. He had a look in his eyes that Near had never seen before.

"Switch seats with me." He whispered, looking over at Mr. Jeevas.

"Why?"

Mello got an angry look on his face. "Because. Just switch with me."

Near knew exactly what the blonde wanted. He now figured out that the look in his eyes was desire. Mello bit his lip again, concentrating on the man next to himself. He couldn't deny that he was attractive. Near felt a little dirty inside. Being attractive to someone who was probably several years older than him, and who looked like a teachers assistant.

He heard a small groan from the auburn and turned his attention back to him. His bottom lip was glistening with a small bead of blood from biting too hard. With another groan he turned the system off and shoved it in his pocket. Near felt his face heat up as the man looked up at him. There was a little smirk that came upon his mouth and the albino heard a small whimper from Mello, who was surely watching him.

"Hey. You must be Near." His little smirk turned into a small smile. Near knew that Mellos blood must have been boiling.

"That is correct. You're Mr. Jeevas."

He laughed softly. "You can call me Matt. I don't do with the fancy name calling shit."

Near couldn't help but smile, something that he rarely does. It surprised him quite a bit and quickly returned to his expressionless face.

"And.. you must be Mello." His attention was now on the blonde who, quite frankly, couldn't look any more desperate.

Mello stood up from his chair and walked over to the free one in front of Mr. Jeevas. Near watched as he walked slowly, making sure the auburns eyes were on him. His hips swayed a bit as he walked in front of him and sat down.

"Thats right."

Mello slowly reached his arm over to Mr. Jeevas's desk and rested it on the table. His tanned skin was exposed as his long white sleeved shirt slid down past his wrist. Near saw a small blush on Mr. Jeevas's cheeks. Did a simple thing like Mellos wrist really make him blush? Then he realized just where his eyes were located. They were scanning his body intensively, taking in every part of it. The albino felt strangely annoyed. How could Mello make him blush like that by just sitting there? Near adjusted in his seat, moving closer to the two.

"How old are you Matt?" Near said quietly.

"I'm 20." His eyes were back at the younger boy.

"Oh really? I'm 19"

Mellos smirk became larger than ever. Near could tell the blonde was having fun making Mr. Jeevas blush a light pink. It sort of made him smile as well. But the albino wanted more than just to sit and watch. He wanted to do it himself.

"Near, Mello. Detention after school."

Both of them turned to look at the teacher who was now hovering over them. Neither of them had noticed that class was still going on. They had been too busy having their talk with Mr. Jeevas. Probably why they had gotten detention. For Near detention was a big deal. On the rare occasion he received it, it was because of Mello. Arguing in class, the blonde blaming him for things that he did, and a couple other things. Mello groaned and turned back to Matt.

"Im in charge of detention today.."

Near looked back at him and gave a small smile as he twirled his hair. "Kind of a crappy job to give you on your first day."

The blonde glared over at him. "At least you wont have to babysit some lame kid now."

Matt laughed softly and ran his fingers through his auburn hair. It made the small amount of freckles on his forehead show. Near didn't think freckles could make his heart flutter. But for some reason it did.

The bell rang and the rest of the class began to pack up and leave. The albino was closing his notebooks and placing them in his bag when he noticed Mello getting up out of the corner of his eye. He stretched, very over exaggerated, and it made his shirt rise up. A small patch of his tanned hip was flashed. He tried to ignore the blonde but when he let out a soft laugh, he turned over and looked at him. Matt was smiling up at Mello, the same small blush painting his cheeks, maybe a little darker.

Near stood up as Matt did and faced toward them. "May I walk with Mello to the detention room?"

"Yeah whatever." He said as he was packing up his things.

"Ill see you guys in a little bit I guess." The auburn took out his game and smiled goodbye before leaving the room.

Near smiled lightly and watched him leave. It was odd for him. He felt this weird feeling inside him. Something he never felt before. His mind contemplated asking Mello for the answer but discarded the thought. Surely he would laugh for such a question. Once the blonde was done packing his things, he swung the bag on his shoulder and looked up at him.

"Listen here brat. Don't even think about trying to get close to him." Mellos finger was pointed at his face. "I like him okay? That means leave him alone."

"Is Mello challenging me?"

"No! Im saying.." His finger poked against his chest hard, almost making him loose balance."Stay.. away.. from.. Matt."

Mellos finger pushed hard, making Near have to hold on to a nearby desk to prevent him from falling over. He quickly turned around and followed the blonde out of the classroom, trailing behind quietly. He watched the other students open their lockers and get their belongings. Everyone was loud. Being Friday, most of the kids had plans to hang out or go party. For Near, a normal Friday night would be spent doing his favorite puzzle or reading a book.

But now, it was going to be spent in detention with Mello. And the blondes "threat" made Near think.

Maybe this "threat" was just another one of Mellos games. Near smiled softly and thought to himself.

How far could he push Mello in his own game?