Oh yeah!! the third part of the story to Please Don't! and Right and Wrong....I hope you guys enjoy it....I've written it in such a way that lazy ppl who don't want to read the first and second fanfic can get this......Please Review....I would really like to hear what you have to say.....

Every Morning

Near's POV

"Good morning, Sunshine" I felt a familiar rough hand caressed my forehead. I couldn't help but smile, rubbing my eyes, so that the blurry pictures would come in focus.

"Good morning" I croaked, throat still hoarse from crying the whole night again. "Can I get a glass of water?" I didn't realized it, but I was still smiling, must be breaking my record by now, which is three minutes and fifty two seconds (sorry, I didn't mean to be factual so early in the morning).

"Sure thing." A sweet, sweet smile.

A little while later, he returned, I gulped down the water hastily, not wanting to waste a moment of our precious time together.

Placing the glass down on the table, I sighed relieve, "Mello" I finally manage to spit out. "I-Mmph-" Those soft lips pressed against mine, making me forget about what I was about to say, making me forget about the world, about everything.

"Number two twenty four" the speaker echoed.

Just one more number and it's my turn, I shook just thinking about it. I looked around the plain room, most of the girls there were young, some bellies as big as a small watermelon and some you could barely see a bump. I looked down at myself, I was wearing the most ridiculous thing, a white dress. It was very plain, knee-length and it showed a little too much of my shoulders, I feel. Ever since Mello, I've been in a dress for the third time in my life now. I sighed, but all those are just little things.

Was I really doing the right thing?

"Number two twenty five" My heart dropped, I suddenly felt really uneasy, goose bumps crawling over my skin. I'm scared….Mello, please tell me what to do….

I nervously played with my hair, a hand on my baby bump. Thump! There it goes again. No, I can't turn back now, I would be making a big mistake, I can't raise a child on my own, I just can't.

My face was wet with tears again. It's not fair, I didn't want any of this. Mello, why am I the only one who has to live the consequences?

Mello….Did he really love me? No, probably not, he just needed someone to cure his loneliness and it just happened that I was available. It's just not rational, he couldn't have loved me, not after all the things he did and all the hurt he has caused me.

"Number two twenty six"

I thought I had lost my mine when I ran out of that clinic, just panting and crying and basically freaking out. I couldn't do it, I couldn't kill the last shred of prove of Mello's existence on this pitiful planet. It was alive and it was ours, our baby, our love together.

Then a few days later, I started seeing him again…

Have I lost my mind? Probably, but I didn't care as long as I got to see my blonde love again. Every morning from eight to twelve noon. I didn't quite get why it was only at this time that I could see him, maybe it's just my mind playing tricks on me. But I didn't mind feeding this insanity of mine.

"Mmn" His sweet voice ringing in my ears. "I love you." Then he kissed again, I parted my lips to let his tongue pass through, tasting that intoxicating chocolate breath again. It's so strange, but I was doing the things that I loathe so much back when Mello was still alive and now even craving for it.

"Near" His lifted my shirt, my heart skipped a beat.

"M-Mello-" I stuttered, feeling afraid. I haven't told him about the baby yet, which I myself don't understand why I had to keep it a secret since this person was just a manifestation of my own imagination.

"Yes, what's wrong?" he stopped looking at me, my face heated up suddenly. "I-I-um-" what should I say?

"Hey, it's okay, we can just hang out, like yesterday, alright?" He smiled, kissing a cheek. Then lying back on my bed, pulling me closer.

"It's n-not what you think, I j-just"

"Shh" he hushed me and started humming.

I wanted to be with him again, but I was still so frightened, I couldn't wrap my head around everything that's happening, it feels so surreal like a dream. I don't want to wake up. I don't want to feel the pain and hurt.

"Hey Near, I'm back" Matt called out.

"Welcome back." I said monotonously, eyes on the computer screen, looking through files for interesting cases to solve. Ever since the Kira case closed, nothing special has popped up, I guess that is to be expected since Kira had killed many of the more dangerous criminals.

"Here, I bought dinner." the redhead said, placing the food on the table. If you're wondering how Matt is still alive, well, let's just say you'll be surprise with what good acting skills, a great surgeon and a whole lot of money can do.

"Thank you." I gave a little nod. Matt has been good to me, we're currently living together, taking care of each other. Both of us have something in common -- Mello. I sat down to eat, Matt went straight to his games again, not bothering to take a shower first. He's usually out during the day, doing who knows what, but sometimes he comes back with money. He misses Mello, more than me I think, I never quite understand their relationship, but they must've been very close. Whatever it is, I try to do my best for him, since he was important to Mello, he's important to me as well.

"Near, you feeling better today, still feverish?" Matt asked.

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you." I tried to be monotonous. I haven't told Matt about the pregnancy either, or about the fact that I was imagining a dead guy every morning, holding and talking to me.

"Ok" he mumbled.

So that's pretty much how life has been up until now.

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