I decided to take a short break from my circus story to write this,because I was..hot...This is a girlNearxSickMello fic...So if you don't like rape or lemon and stuff...I urge you...please do not read any further...


Foolish

Near's POV

I was thirteen at the time, Mello fifteen, these things happened just a month before Roger had told us about L's death, I'd wish he had done it sooner, then maybe these things which I speak of wouldn't have happened.


One month before Roger told us…

I had just finished taking a shower in the privacy of my own room, wiping myself with a tower, then looking in the mirror, I sighed. "They're bigger." I muttered under my breath. I took the bandages out and started rolling it tightly around my chest, I knew it was primitive but it was also efficient enough to conceal my…femaleness. Nobody else knew, other than Watari, not even L or Roger, although I always suspected that L would know, since he's L and all. It was not like I was ashamed, I just needed some assurance, maybe I found comfort acting as a male, rather than female, which I was, biologically. I was one of L's successor, in that case, acting as a male, seemed wise.

I rapidly rounded the cloth around my breast, wincing at the slight pressure, but I was already quite used to it. Suddenly, without warning, someone bursts in, it was MELLO! I almost yelped, thankfully keeping it in, preventing the situation from skipping too far down too quickly.

There he was, chocolate almost falling out of his fingers, as his eyes scanned up and down. I wasn't wearing anything at the moment (I cursed myself for that), only the bandages around my chest area which was falling as I lost grip. After a moment of shock died, I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it around myself, turning away from the blonde, I was stabbing myself inside.

All of the sudden, Mello starts laughing. I turned, staring at him, holding back blushes. "So that's why…" his voice trailed.

"Why what?" I asked, trying to be monotonous.

"I'd always wondered why you were such a freak, but now I know, you're a GIRL!!" then he laughed again, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes.

I didn't know what to feel at the moment, either embarrassment or anger. I decided to put embarrassment aside first, and angrily, I said "If Mello is done laughing, will he please leave my room. He can mock me after I get dress." Fastening the towel firmly, I pushed Mello, trying to get him out of the bathroom.

"Whoa, wait just one minute" Mello grinned, stretching two arms , halting the doorway. I pushed him with all I had, which evidently was not enough. Mello leaned down close to my face, my nose crinkled, I then realized that he was drunk. Then, another realization, we had just received our test scores, and of course, Mello had fell behind me again, so he was probably out drinking, and drunk he decided to come barging into my room and pummel me. But now….

Mello pushed me back into the bathroom, with only one hand, and locked the door behind him. I gulped silently, not wanting to show fear or any other emotion for that matter. "Mello, I think you're drunk. You're not thinking straight at the moment." I tried to sound calm.

"So what! I'm drunk but you're a girl! A freakin' GIRL!!" Mello snapped. I truly cannot comprehend his emotions, and as he said, I'm a girl.

"Yes, I am aware of that, bu-" I was interrupted when Mello crushed his lips down on mine, my eyes widen for just a second, then I quickly pushed him off, wiping away the taste of his mouth.

"M-Mello!" I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted to scream so many things at him.

Mello gently placed a finger on his lips, smirking, "Wow, not bad". Even though, I hadn't been acting like one for sometime now, I was still a girl and couldn't help but feel offended.

I opened my mouth, wanting to yell at him, but he seized the opportunity to kiss me again, this time sliding his tongue into my mouth as well. I could hear his moans, I acted quickly, biting his tongue, and uncontrollably slapped him (probably a girl reflex).

Spitting out some blood, he snickered, "Not bad, not bad."

I headed for the door, I knew there was no point in quarreling with a drunken fool, so if he wasn't going to leave, I would. Mello abruptly snatched my wrist and pinned me to the sink. I saw him grinned, before kissing me without warning again. I tried squirming my way out, I felt his hand on my thigh, and his finger at my entrance. I felt my whole body quivered.

"Mmph" I tried to fight him, he just slid his tongue into my mouth again. It was then that I realized I was truly in danger. Although incoherent, I still managed to lift my knee and kicked him in the groin. I ran for the door, almost yelling for help, but stopped because I was afraid the others would find out about my secret.

From the back, Mello grabbed hold of my ankle and I tripped hard on the tiles. My mind was swirling, I think I might have for a split moment passed out, because when I opened my eyes, Mello was on top of me and my legs were parted awkwardly.

"M-Mello-p-please-s-stop" I swallowed my shakiness.

"Oh, Near" I felt his breath at my neck, "I like you so much better as a girl"

Mello ripped the towel of my body, revealing me naked. I panicked and started struggling, I think I was crying or something, because my vision went blurry.

He pinned my hands above my head on the cool white tiles, murmuring in my ears, "Is this your first time?" His voice surprisingly gentle.

"M-s-stop!" His mouth went to my breast.

He brought his face up to mine, smiling sweetly, "It's okay, I'm good at this." he uttered so idly, for a moment, he hesitated, thinking whether to do it or not.

"M-Mello-p-ple-" I thought I was going to beg him to stop, but before I could say anything more, he had already made up his mind, planting a kiss on my lips, probably an attempt to keep me quiet. Then, like burning fire, he ripped into me, it hurt like HELL, there was no other words to describe it. But he was right about one thing, he was good at this, because I felt my body tingling from the orgasm. I didn't quite understand how my body could react like that when it hurt so badly.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally pulled himself out of me. I curled up at a corner, weeping, my chest hurt a lot from Mello's weight, and the hiccups were making it worst. I felt like dying. Mello dressed himself and wrapped me with my towel, I was so shocked, I didn't even flinch when he did that. He carried me to my bed, and rested me gently on it.

He sat down, watching me cry and sob, I felt so pathetic. "I won't tell anyone" Mello stroked my hair, "I promise". He looked at me for a second, at the time I thought he was sorry for what he had done, because his eyes were so soft. How foolish I was….


Wow..I feel so sick and twisted writing this...I'm not exactly a big fan of smut and stuff...but this idea just snapped into mind...and I have this thing for bondage and....r-rape....there I've said it...I know it's wrong...b-but...no It's wrong....);