Near's POV
Blinking for a few times to get adjust to the sun light that was coming in through the curtains of my room, I slowly turn around to come face to face with a sleeping chocoholic blonde that holds me tight in his embrace, a small smile forms on my lips before pecking him on the lips. The irony, who would have thought that the phrase/ there is a thin line between love and hate / would apply to Mello and me. Curling in to his muscle chest I inhaling his scent – Hmm- he smells of chocolate and leather, what a surprise. Closing my eyes I remember how we ended up together, it was all thanks to my childhood friend… I know how all people view me as and antisocial person, cold hearted, strange, freak, quite, I can go on with the list. But before I was in Wammy I did have one friend, she was my neighbor, she ended up at Wammy's House to… Now her personality is almost…how can I say…The door bangs open to reveal a young woman with long waist dark brown hair, dark chocolate eyes, at least two inches taller than me, a scowled decorating her pretty almost baby face, don't get me wrong, she is the same age as the blonde next to me who had just jump out of bed in surprise- DAMN IT !- He curse getting up with a single flip turning to look at her with anger flowing out of him, while she just smile big at him and me- Good Morning Near… Morning Mello- I sighted hiding my face on the pillow after I said- Good Morning Victoria- right after that – Good Fucking Morning to you to! Why in hell do you barge in to our fucking room?- I let out a groan covering myself with the blankets – First this is Nears room and second…I STILL DON'T FREACKING TRUST YOU WITH HIM!- I had to mentally laugh at this, she didn't like to curse, if she did you know you were in trouble, you see she had always protected me from other bullies before Wammy, so when she was brought here and saw Mello pick on me …Lets say Mello had found his match in a fight. Don't get me wrong I do care much for both of them, but when they are together talking more like bickering, that includes me in some way…It's a living hell some times. Back at Wammy's, Victoria was almost like a girl version of Mello the only difference was that she could control her anger quite well. Pocking my head out of the blankets and pillow to see if they were still alive I was just in time to see Victoria tackle Mello to the floor and both started rolling around, one cursing and the other laughing. They had become friends in the years spent in Wammy but still argued some times.
CRASH
Turning to them I saw that they had broken the new alarm clock I had just bought the other day, another sight escape my lips, this was going to be a long day.
