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Chapter one.
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Because of his legs, he wasn't able to walk freely. Not that much anyway. He couldn't run about whenever he wanted to, he had to concentrate and have his energy saved up, but that didn't matter much since he never did anyway (unless he's running away, he's good at that). He didn't mind not walking, he preferred crawling around on the floor, and there was always an elevator where ever he was, but what he did mind was when someone had to carry him up and down the stairs when the elevators were broken. He didn't like to be touched so casually or so frequently.
The snowy haired boy opened his eyes and held them open before closing them again. It was morning. He sighed. He never liked mornings, he didn't mind it, but it was the waking up and getting up that he didn't like. He opened his eyes again at the sound of footsteps. They came up to his door and stopped there as a hand (most likely) knocked on the door before swinging it open.
"Good Morning Near."
He buried his head in his pillow.
"-Sigh- please don't be so objecting. I understand how it makes you feel uncomfortable to be treated this way everyday, but it's my job."
He really didn't like this guy at all.
"… Near? Are you dead? Did Kira get your name?"
He glared at the older man at this remark, earning a chuckle.
"Guess not. Once you're cleaned up we'll go downstairs." He said as he made his way towards the bed and scooped up the little boy. Near didn't say anything, but he held onto the fabric of his shirt so he wouldn't fall off, he didn't need another injury.
Oh yeah.
He sprained his ankle the other day.
It happened one morning when he fell off of the bed, got his ankle in a bad position and screwed it up. The doctor said that there weren't any broken bones or snapped cords. He just sprained it. And the one that took him to the x-ray and the MRI and the doctor's was him: Gevanni. They walked out of his room and down the hall into the bathroom. Gevanni set the boy down and let him limp into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Once his business was done he picked the snowy-haired boy up again (who refused at first saying that 'He didn't like being touched so casually') and made his way down the emergency stairwell. Once they were in the main room, he set Near down and sat down at his station.
"…. Say Near."
"…."
"Are you hungry?"
"I don't need food." 'Don't talk to me so casually either.'
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Near knew that Light was Kira. You could see it in his face and actions. It was just so obvious other people couldn't see it. Ridiculous. How could people be so utterly stupid?
Rester gave a yawn and shut down his station, it was 4 in the morning. Gevanni was still up and running, but Linder looked like she was going to go too.
"Linder."
The woman turned around, brows slightly raised.
"Yes Near?"
"Can I ask you to… to bring me to my room?"
Linder smiled, she could guess something was going on in his mind. Gevanni gave her a confused look and she shrugged back, pretending to not know what was going on. Putting her bag on her chair she walked over to Near, picked him up and made her way out of the investigation area and up the emergency stairs.
"… Is there something on your mind?"
"…."
"If there wasn't, you wouldn't ask me to carry you up."
"…. It's about Gevanni…"
Linder smiled. He was talking and being open quite a lot today.
"What of him?" She asked, trying to hide the smile in her voice. Nears arms that were around her neck tightened a bit as he buried his face in her shoulder.
"… he makes me feel strange… I don't understand it, and I don't think I like it either…"
Linder's smile widened. Was he falling in love? The ever stoic Near falling for an older man?
"Linder… I don't think I can understand this feeling, but can you tell me what it can be?"
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Gomen, I know Near is a bit OOC, but it's a yaoi story, and in every yaoi story that's not a yaoi manga, at least one character has to be a bit different than usual. I'll try to keep Near as stoic as possible. Also, is it Gevanni or Giovanni? I thought that it was Gevanni, but you never know.
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