Hurray for my second fluffy Death Note one-shot. And this will be for my second favorite: Near!
If you are unaware of the game Jenga, you may want to look it up but the concept it quite simple.
Near twisted a lock of hair around his finger. Whammys House was silent. Muted light came in from a window. It had been drizzling all day but regardless of the weather, Near would have been in the same position: on the floor playing with toys, alone.
He had just finished stacking the last of the wooden blocks when he heard someone entering the room he had previously been alone in.
He didn't bother to look up -no one ever paid him any mind. Whoever it was, was probably looking for something. His hand faltered slightly when the footsteps paused just behind him.
"Hey Near."
His heart fluttered but he ignored it. Instead he answered flatly, "Hello Y/N."
She moved to sit across from him so the neatly stacked wooden blocks was between them. Her bright eyes fround his over the tower.
"Jenga, huh? Well, it's more fun to play with other people. Can I join you?"
"Would you leave even if I refuse?"
"Nope."
Near didn't say anything else and countinued to play with his hair as he reached for his first chosen block. He pulled it out effortlessly and placed it atop the tower. Y/N grinned.
"Get ready to lose, Near. I'm a genius at this game."
The competitive side of Near dearly wished the tower would fall as soon as she made a move but she successfully plucked out a block and stacked it -smirking- carefully.
Near almost smiled; he did enjoy a challenge. He picked the next block.
Y/N bit her lip as she crawled around the swaying tower. Near had just made a move and she was so sure that the blocks would come cascading down. But it seemed that Near had predicted correctly and there was no winning for her...yet.
She yelled out a triumphant, "Ah-hah!" when she found a block that seemed innocent enough. Y/N held her breath as she used a finger to attempt to push it out.
Beside her, Near had even stopped the twirling of his hair for the tense moment. She held her breath and it slid out ever so slowly. Both leaned forward and Y/N gave a brief groan when the tower started swaying...swaying...swaying...stop.
Y/N fell back on the floor breathing a sigh of immense relief. Near shook his head at her and she frowned at him.
"What?"
He pointed at her hand, "You still have to stack it."
Y/N could see the smug smile working it's way to Near's face. Y/N was still gripping the piece of wood. She grinned confidently and she looked down at the tower of mocking blocks of wood.
Near scooted back as Y/N crawled around him. He stiffened when her shoulder brushed his arm. Y/N plopped the block on the tower.
"No...no...no...yes!"
The tower had started to tilt but it seemed to have halted under Y/N's pleadings. Near frowned ever so slightly. He had been so sure that it would tropple over, declaring him the winner.
Near gave a hum and he reached out-
The tower came down.
Both stared a the mess of blocks, one confused and the other shocked because... she had won. Against Near.
Y/N leaped up and she cheered loudly.
"I won! Did you get a good look at that Near? I won, just like I said I would."
With that said, Y/N launched into a sort of victory dance while pointing at both the white haired boy and the blocks of wood.
Near was speechless and, in an attempt to keep his dignity, attempted to find some sort of explination.
"It-it was your move that caused it to fall, therefore you are the one who lost."
He grinned at her but Y/N didn't cease her elated dancing.
"Actually, my dear Near," Near's heart jumped but she didn't seem to notice. "It had been officially your own turn. So you lost. And I won! Say it, Near, admit it!"
In truth Near knew full well Y/N had won but it had been pure chance -a chance that Near hadn't accounted for.
Near looked down at the blocks. They mocked him. Near mumbled something incoherent. Y/N leaned closer, her hand going to hover by her ear in what clearly meant, 'couldn't hear that!'
She reinforced that by whispering, "What was that Near?"
The faintest of pink tinged the boys pale cheeks. Near raised his voice so it was louder than his usual whispered words.
"You have won Y/N."
Near didn't expect a pair of arms to be thrown around him. And he certainly did not predict the kiss that was pressed to his cheek. When Y/N did pull back, she was smiling and Near could feel his own lips raising into his own smile.
One of his hands lifted to feel the warm spot on his cheek. Y/N looked down at the blocks.
"Want to play again?"
Near couldn't be happier and he nodded.
"I would enjoy that however I will win this time."
Y/N grinned as she began to restacking the the blocks.
"And if you win, then what?"
Near reached for another block stacking it ever so neatly.
"I will recieve my prize."
"I guess we'll see."
Comments are appreciated; tell me how I did. This is, after all, my first time writing for Near.
This was for the person who urged me to go ahead and write for Near so thank you for the incentive to go on. Until next time...