Written out of boredom and because I tried to dispose of a writer's block. And this was fun to write. I spent a lot of time writing this during my lessons. -_-
The theme… one of my friends likes fanfiction and when I say I write fan fiction, she always asks: M-rated? … so I wanted to write something DEFINITELY NOT M-RATED I AM NOT ABLE OF THAT, but with some shades of T-rating. And I failed, I hope… Enjoy.
„ Not that I really cared, Benny, but what're ya doing?"
The blonde looked up from the sheet she was writing on. "Nothing important."
Her roommate seemed interested. "Up for some new experiment?" She asked with a hint of hopefulness in her voice. She had a strong south European accent.
Benny resumed writing. "Um-hm."
Her black-haired mate leaned over her shoulder, tying her black wavy hair in a messy bun. She snickered. "Mello?"
Benny pouted as she added two more words. "And Matt. And Near."
The young Slovene drew aside, pulling a sleeveless top from the drawer. "I don't know about those two, but if Mello finds out you tried to experiment on him, he's going to blow our room up or something."
Benny turned in her chair, straddling the backrest. "He's not going to, Else, don't worry."
Else grinned and pulled the top on. "You got courage."
Benny shrugged and started twirling a lock of her hair. You could say she was pale-blonde, her hair having a color of an eggshell. "I'm a scientist."
"You're a kid as well," Else remarked and put on a checkered shirt. "You're too young to die."
Benny shook her head. "You all act as if Mello was a serial killer, not a fourteen years old."
Else shrugged. "It's Mello."
Benny chuckled. "And what is that supposed to mean?"
"I'm Mello. If you will do anything bad for me or my friends, you're dead."
The two five-years olds, boy twins, blinked at the older boy.
Matt sighed, not looking up from the game he played. "That's his way to say: Welcome to Whammy's, y'know?"
The twins blinked at Matt his time.
Mello rose his blonde brows. "Not talkative, are we?"
The twins turned again to stare dully at Mello again.
Mello looked at them in return.
He bore it for about half minute, not noticing Matt, who was quietly counting down.
"Now," Matt mouthed the same time Mello turned to him.
"Come, Matt. I think those two got the message, no matter how incredibly stupid they look."
Matt grinned as they set out toward the staircase. "I'd rather say that those two scared the shit out of you."
"Watch your language, Matt!"
Matt glanced toward the skinny redheaded girl who was leaning against a door frame not far away.
"How do you manage to be around every time I swear?" he asked her.
The girl showed him her teeth. "I am awesome," she said simply. "And I love preaching you, Matty."
Mello rolled his eyes. "Go fuck yourself."
The girl chuckled. "Unlike you, guys, I don't have to fuck myself."
Mello considered giving her the finger, but he simply snorted and stomped up the stairs.
Matt followed him at a slow pace.
"Hey, what's up, is he angry?" one of the boys Mello almost knocked down while trying to reach his room.
Matt shrugged. "It's Mello."
Near was sitting on the carpet in a study room, explaining algorithm theory to a group of older kids while stacking dice in front of him.
There was a blonde girl sitting nearby the study group, making notes into a thumbed notepad, her eyes flicking between the thick book opened in front of her and Near's back.
One of the kids grabbed a handful of his messy hair and sighed. "I still don't get it."
Near adjusted one dice. "I can explain it once more."
The boy shook his head. "I think I need a break."
"We all need a break," a chubby raven-haired boy next to the first one said tiredly. "Let's try it once more after dinner."
"Okay with me," the messy-haired boy said.
No one disagreed with that, so the kids left, leaving the blonde and Near in the room alone.
The girl pulled a folder out of her bag and laid it on the table.
She watched Near as he continued to build up the dice castle for a while.
"Near?"
The pale boy didn't turn. "Yes?"
"Am I disturbing?"
"No," Near answered, blankly as always so she didn't know if he lied. But it wasn't like Near to lie about those things.
"Fine."
She opened the folder.
There was a title written in the head of the first paper, but it was crossed. The cancelled title read: ADOLESCENCE OF THE GIFTED. The title below it, the actual one, read EXPERIMENT NO. 51
The content of the text below it was approximately this:
SOCIOLOGICAL
SUBJECTS: Mello, Matt, Near
MULTI-PHASED
LONG-TIME
FOCUS: analyze of the attitude of Wammy's elite to sexual issues
EXPERIMENTALIST: Benny
SUMMARY:
I want to know how Mello, Matt and Near – the top three here in Wammy's deal with relationships and sex. I also would like to know if all the rumors of Mello and Matt being gay are truthful. And if the one about Near being asexual alien/psychopath/robot is just a junk, or if there is a bit of truth in that.
And… I'm a girl. I want to know how geniuses kiss.
MORE INFO:
EXPERIMENT SUBJECT'S CURRENT ATTITUDE TO ME:
Mello
I think Mello doesn't like me. I'm not among the smartest in the Wammy's. That means he thinks of me as of stupid. I am focused on sociological and psychological studies; I'm not as versatile as him or Near.
I never really talked to him in private. We were in pair during some laboratory works and we talked few times. Getting involved with him will need some insanity and randomness.
Summary: He's not likely to let me get close to him ordinarily.
Matt
Matt usually hangs out with Mello, and he is always immersed either in gaming, fighting with Mello, or trying to clean up some mess which is Mello's fault. Not easy to get to him.
He once helped me when Dalya infected my laptop with some virus. We also consulted about homework once. He was friendly and that, but he is always like that, and to everyone.
Summary: I'm gonna need some good plan to get to him. Use games or computers for that. Or just use randomness as in Mello's care to make it running more soon.
Near
I think Near has the same attitude towards me as he does towards anyone else. He notices me. But he doesn't care about me. I am not even sure he respects me.
He allowed me to try to analyze him few times already. Maybe he's going to talk to me because of that.
Summary: No one gets close to Near. Randomness necessary.
The blonde teenage sociologist tapped her pencil on the paper.
Randomness.
She looked at Near again.
She started to scribble into the notepad blankly.
Else's idea – good, or stupid?
Random enough.
Can work out.
Catch them off – guard.
Unprepared.
Can reveal truth – more effective – more informative.
She bit her lip.
Near's castle has now reached his shoulders in height.
She circled the word good.
A/N:
That's all for the first chap. Short. I know. And uninformative, maybe…?
You like the idea? Or is it a total crap?
Maybe they are going to be a bit OC… umm, hope you don't mind.
And for all the fans of yaoi, if it seems that some of them likes girls, it doesn't mean he's straight! He can easily be bisexual! XP
And the random scribbling part… I do that a lot when I think. If it doesn't make sense… well, it does to me and I guess that's enough.
I guess I am open for ideas for various phases. But I already have one. Maybe two. And one side-plot. But I am still open for ideas! Even yaoi ideas! (Such as Benny going to visit Mello in his room and finding him making out with… Near or Matt, which one you prefer)
Um… review? Your choice.
Duckling! (Have to use this nic ... lost bet...)