"DAMMIT!"

A loud voice cursing the air rang out. The owner of the voice, Mello, was holding his arm in pain, having been shot. He glared at the assailant, an ivory skinned girl with shoulder length light blonde hair, green-teal eyes, and silver rimmed glasses. A pink halter top was adorning her body but was covered from the bottom of her breasts up by a black leather jacket. She wore a denim mini skirt as well as white leggings and black boots. Blood from Mello was splattered across her face and legs. Her innocent smile made it look as if she wasn't covered in another's blood and holding a gun in her hand.

"Poor Mello...what happened? Didn't think before you act again?" the girl said in a sweet voice. Mello glared at her.

"Damn you, Arana..." he choked out. Dammit, he thought, I'm losing too much blood...

"Oh, dear Mello. You know you don't mean that. You know you love me...and you know I love you too." Arana cooed sweetly. Mello's face went red.

"Who the hell said that I loved you? And if you love me, you sure have a fucked up way of showing it." he shouted to the best of his ability. Arana continued to smile sweetly as she knelt down next to her love.

"I do love you though, Mello~" she cooed again. Her tongue trailed up the wound and Mello cried out in pain.

"Don't move..." the bespectacled girl commanded. She kissed along the wound tenderly, letting her lips graze the broken skin. She then stopped, imagining the bullet being removed.

Soon enough, her imagination came true. Mello cried out slightly as the bullet slid out from him, as if it was being controlled with magic.

"There. You'll be fine." Arana said with a smile as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to Mello's lips. Her lips lingered there for a few moments until she helped the man up. Mello glared at her, though a blush still dusted itself on to his cheeks as the bespectacled girl planted another kiss to his lips.

A patched up, crazy note: I wrote this for a friend. It's like a 3 part series of oneshots...or drabbles...what ever. Each chapter is a oneshot/drabble of a DN couple. It's in this order:

1. Arana (OC) x Mello

2. Kura (OC) x Matt

3. Ciel (OC) x L/Ryuuzaki

I own nothing except my OC and the plot. Kura belongs to my friend Victoria and DN belongs to...well, not me. xD please review, they help the antidepressants go down. Flames will be used as a way to light my mother's cigarettes. ;D