Anastasia
Mello/Matt/Near friendship
Once Upon a December
Winter had crept up on the children of Wammy's House. Longingly they wished for the sun and for summer vacation. But alas they were stuck doing advanced calculations in the dark interior of the school. Of those whom were trapped was the smartest bunch. Near, Mello, and Matt inhabited the common room as the others attended their night time classes. This was their out period but they could careless, besides it's not like they had anything to do.
Mello was seated by the fire pouring over a textbook. Matt's feet hung over the back of a couch as the rest of him lay upside down focusing on the DS in hand. As for Near he was constructing the biggest tower of dice known to man. From simply this view these boy look like the world's most behaved genii but that's not quite true. For chaos is about to erupt. Mello's studies had gotten a tad too boring so he looked for a better distraction. His ice blue eyes scanned the room and fell upon a certain white haired boy, an evil grin emerged.
Nonchalantly Mello nudged one of his textbooks off the table and onto the floor. The fallowing thunk was satisfying (to Mello) and the vibrations caused the fragile tower of dice to sway dangerously. It crashed to the ground and dice scattered in every direction. Near, unable to hide his shock, looked at the space where his creation had once been, disappointed and slightly sad. Matt paused his game, observed the situation, flipped over the couch, and turned his game off; he knew what was to come. Near's now emotionless black eyes met Mello's as he softly spoke up.
"Mello, if you could refrain from demolishing my creations it would be greatly appreciated." Mello simply rolled his eyes at the request.
"Tch, Near, what makes you believe I always destroy your toys? My text book could have simply fallen." The cocky grin never left his face.
"That is improbable."
"Then prove it." Silence followed. Quickly Near realized how pointless this conversation was and stood turning to leave with one of his toys.
"This argument and this situation is childish. As someone of higher intelligence I do not wish to play this game with someone like you." Mello blinked as Near left the room. A pause set in as he thought about Near's words. Mentally Matt counted down, waiting for the explosion. Another blink.
"Ah hell no! He did not just call me childish!" Like a bat out of hell, Mello shot off after his rival. With a sigh Matt fallowed as well.
Near, knowing Mello was going to fallow eventually, was presently outside observing the tiny frozen cloud droplets falling softly to earth. His breath came in short tiny puffs seeing as it couldn't have been more than twenty degrees out there and he was lacking proper attire. The silence was unfortunately broken by the arrival of an enraged blond. Seeing Near, Mello lunged. He missed and landed in the snow nearby. Laughing at his best friend's fail, Matt tackled the blond further into the snow. Annoyed Mello fought back, completely forgetting about Near and his earlier comment.
The two boys wrestled for sometime until the cold started to set in and they began shivering. Instead of going inside they just sat there, staring at the snow falling around them. Their minds floated away to memories of the distant past. The memories of families lost and snow quite similar. Remembering a time with his mother a tear slid down Matt's cheek and he began to softly sing, what had once been, her favorite song.
"Dancing bears, Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December…"
Mello, knowing the song, softly joined in.
"Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory…"
The tears began to travel with greater speed but the song went on.
"Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory…"
Hesitantly Near hummed along.
"Far away, Long ago
Things I yearn to remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December…"
Unable to go on Matt buried his head in his hands. Wordlessly Mello and Near embraced the sobbing boy and finished the song together.
"And a song someone sings
Once Upon a December."
The canvas was painted white and the three silently told the tales of their pasts; going against the rules, but to them that day in the snow was simply another memory past.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Yay oneshots! Anyway...
For these stories they are all in songficlet format.
i got the idea from anotherNear a Death Note fic. writer.
For those who don't know how they go, here's the instructions:
Turn on your iPod or music player, and put it on shuffle (or select an album or Playlist, and turn shuffle-songs on)
Start writing when the song starts, and when the song ends give yourself 10 to 20 seconds to wrap the ficlet up.
Well this is what you are supposed to do but I usually listen to the song 3 or 4 times before finishing the fic. :D Hehe I fail.
Anyway it's a lot of fun and you should try it!
-Haylz