Hello! Hello! Welcome to Makes Two! This was born from the most random roleplay ever, between the other Mello (flamablechoklit) and I. Yes… you understood correctly, MelloXMello. So it gave me this idea and yeah… The other Mello is also gonna write a MelloXMello, but mine will rock harder because I am seme Mello. Don't let him tell you otherwise, I am his seme!
Warnings: Twincest, MelloXMello, Heavy yaoi (eventually). Maybe other pairings in the future.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, Another Note, or any character and such, but I do own Flamablechoklit…
Enjoy. Review or Die. Really, I –WILL- kill you. Yes, you. Right there. Reading this…..
A tall blonde haired man paced nervously, the bottom of his shoes beginning to wear a track in the white tile floor. An emergency C-Section. Down the hall, behind the double doors, within the maternity ward, a heart monitor flat lines. Nurses rush around in a flurry of limbs and two boys are taken removed from the dying woman, born one with his hands around the others neck. The boys are separated and brought to two different wards as the last light leaves their mother's form. Neither cries. The man in the waiting room falls to his knees in despair then leaves without as much as asking after his sons. The boys see each other for what will be the last time in many many years…
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An old man stepped through the sliding glass doors and removed his hat. "I called ahead." He said walking briskly up to the counter. "Name and purpose." Said the disinterested intern behind the counter. The old man just smiled kindly with undying patience, "Quillish Whammy. I'm here to pick up the Keehl child." The intern looked up at the man who had identified himself as Whammy and put out his hand to receive the papers proving this man was whom he said he was. The intern looked over the papers and printed off a birth certificate laying it on the counter, then paged a nurse in the back who brought the blonde child out. Quillish received the child and read briefly over the paper; 'Miheal Keehl. December 13. Parents: Miheal Keehl and Viktoria Keehl.'
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In the opposite ward a boy no more then 10 stepped up to an identical counter drawing himself up to his fullest height. "I called ahead." He said demanding attention. The intern behind the counter looked equally as bored if not a little shocked by the boy's short stature, messy hair, lack of shoes, and sunglasses indoors. "And you are?" Asked the intern raising an eyebrow. "I am Rue Ryuzakki." The intern nearly laughed, "Do you have proo-" But she was cut off by the boy pulling out a certified drivers license, one that would be very hard to fake. She straightened up and typed something out on her computer, "You are here for the Keehl child then?" The raven haired boy nodded. She affirmed that he was indeed who he said he was and printed off a birth certificate laying it on the counter, then paged a nurse in the back who brought the blonde child out. Ryuzakki received the child and read briefly over the paper; 'Miheal Keehl. December 13. Parents: Miheal Keehl and Viktoria Keehl.'
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When Watari brought home the little blonde bundle, L was more then happy to receive it, it was, after all, the first child Whammy House had brought in after L himself…
The red haired boy sat there ready to pull his hair out of his head. Oh sure it looked all cute and innocent when it was sleeping…
The baby had only been at Whammy House
The baby had only been at the apartment
For one month, and already
L
B
Could only think of one thing…
DID IT EVER SHUT UP!