Ok, so this is my second fanfic..I decided to make it less pervy. It has more storyline and I want to make it slightly fluffy (I think that's what they call it) So please tell me what you think.

Question : Fluffy =cute right?

Save the Brothel Kid

Mello had been in a really bad mood today. He decided to let of some steam in the nearby brothel, looking to get laid. He just got paid from his last mission to assassinate a local thug leader. The punk's cronies are probably out after him by now, but he didn't care to let himself be expose in public. He was the infamous Mello, he did what he want when he wanted. Even the authorities weren't going to do anything against him. Mello laughed at the thought. Yeah, he was living the sweet life, a sweet outlaw life.

He walk into the brothel, there was some sort of commotion going on. There was some guy on the stage yelling who knows what. Mello noticed that the man were placing their bids.

"100!"

"150!"

"200!"

"300!!"

"Sold!"

It didn't take long before Mello put the pieces together. There was 'fresh meat'. Mello smirk, now taking interest in the commotion. A little white figure walked up on stage next.

"OK! Let's start the bidding at 200!"

"250!"

"300!"

Those people were selling kids like cabbages in the morning market. Normally, Mello wouldn't let himself indulge himself in what he thought as obscene, selling kids. But there was something about the little boy who was looking straight at him, as if pleading him, "Help me!"

"1000 dollars!!" Everyone startled and turned over to the shabby looking blonde. There was a moment of silence then suddenly, "SOLD!"

Mello went up on stage and practically threw the money into the man's face and dragged the boy off the stage. They were walking out the place, when the man shouted, "Hey wait! Where are you going?! It's only for one night!!" Mello turned over and gave the man a "shut up or I'll kill you" look. The man went silent immediately and let Mello take his 'business' away.

Mello walked while dragging the little boy along. After they had walked a distance, Mello stopped and released the boy, "Okay kid, you're on your own now." And he walked on. The little white boy stood there bewildered. He was free…

The pale child kept staring into nothingness, having not move a muscle since Mello left him in the empty streets. The albino shook his head to get out of his confusion and started to walk the other way. Suddenly, he felt his head smashed against something and fell to the ground.

"Hey! Watch where you're going! Stupid!!" yelled a big buff guy with two other buffer looking guys. Even though, he was young, the little child knew that those men were trouble. He quickly got up and bowed his head a little as a sign of apology and was ready to take off. The big man grabbed him by the shoulders and said in his husky voice, "Hey where'd you're going? You haven't done anything to atone for your sins."

The little boy gave out a small squeak and instantly became nervous. The man and the other two dragged him into a dark alley. This was it, the boy thought. He shut his eyes and prepared for the worst as the man roughly tore a sleeve off and smacked him in the face. The little boy was waiting for more pain to land on him when suddenly someone shouted, "YO!"

Mello felt uneasy when he walked away from the child. It was like some six sense that something bad was going to happen to the poor kid. He turned around and started looking for him and to his surprise found those thug, beating up the poor kid. How much trouble can a kid get into? What a pain. Mello thought.

"Hey you two idiots with that idiot, I'm gonna give you ten seconds to run before I kill you. But you, yeah, you, the really ugly one, I'm going to kill you NOW." Mello said with a slight tone of agitation. After that, Mello drew out his gun and shot the 'ugly one' right in the head. Instant death. The other two was dumfounded and quickly realize they were in big trouble.

"Three….four…..five…"Mello started counting. The two men began to split the scene.

"Ten." And with two swift blows, they were out. Dead.

Mello went over to the kid, found him trembling like a leaf, eyes wide. Mello bent down on a knee and wiped off the blood that had splat on his face when Mello shot the 'ugly one'.

"Hey kid, you ok?" Mello asked, eyed scanning the area to see if there were any witnesses. The little boy just kept trembling and was starting to cry.

Mello rolled his eyes, obviously annoyed. "Oh, come on…Ugh!" Mello stroke a hand through his blonde locks, figuring out what to say next.

"Hey, look at me," Mello said trying to make his tone more gentle. "What's your name kid?"

"Nnnnnee…" the boy said choking on his words.

"What's the heck is 'Nee'?"

"Nnnneeaarr…N…ear" the boy finally spit his words out.

Mello rubbed the back of his neck and said "Well…NEAR..The name's Mello"

"Meh..hee..lo..lo.."

"No, it's just Mello."

"Meh..eh.."

"Just forget it!" Mello said, really irritated. "Hey look, it's obvious that you can't take care of yourself. And I don't want to waste my 1000 by letting you get killed, especially after all that trouble. So you're comin' back with me."

The boy looked at him, obvious reluctance to oblige to whatever Mello had offered. The world was full of bed people, why should this Mello guy be any different? Near thought.

Mello seeing no reaction after a whole ten seconds, dragged the boy to his feet.

"Hey, kid, I'm talking to you!" Mello almost yelled.

"I…I…uh…"

"What the heck's wrong with you? Why ya talking like some retard?! Just come, don cha understand that? I'm not gonna freakin' eat ya!!" And without waiting for the boy's approval, Mello shove the boy with him back to his place.

"You can trust me." Mello tried to convince the boy and somehow Near believed in those words.

Ok, so I have to stop here for now because it's late. But I'll add in the next chapter ASAP. Please..Please tell me what you think.