Yo. MissMeha611 here on Raining Bananas. This is a fanfic challenge that I got, and I thought I'd post it here.
Pairing: MelloxNear
Genre: Angst
Focal point: Toys
I only had twenty minutes to write this so... Yeah! Enjoy!
-2016-
Every year on the same day, he would make one. And every year on the evening of that same day, he'd destroy it.
January 26th was never a good day for Near, though he'd never tell anyone. It was something he preferred to deal with by himself, as was his annual ritual.
Near would lock himself in his room and carefully sculpt the finger puppet. The details always became easier every year as he retraced the familiar pattern.
This year was no different.
A few hours later, he examined the brand new face of Mello in finger puppet form. Near put Mello next to his own puppet and stared off into space, sort of reminiscing, but not all the memories were happy ones.
What Near never succeeded in remembering, though, was when exactly he'd fallen in love with him. He couldn't have loved him from the beginning, but every thought of Mello now was obscured by the tedious emotion.
Near would then think of Matt. He was pretty sure Mello loved him, and that the feelings were returned. Even so… it hurt. It hurt more than anyone would ever know. Those two could be happy together in whatever place they went after death. And Near was stuck here.
Near liked Matt, he supposed, but unfair bitterness was there. He liked to blame Matt for not telling Mello how he felt, but Near knew that was only his own fault.
Why did this happen?
Why Matt?
Why Mello?
"Why me?"
Every year on the same day, he would destroy it. The methods alternated, though he wasn't sure why. Saw, fire, hammer.
This was a hammer year.
Near grabbed the tool stiffly and positioned it over the puppet. Closing his eyes, as to not see his hard work destroyed and for other complicated reasons, he brought it down with a bang.
The sixth time destroying.
The second time with the hammer.
The first time with tears.