The Middle (of the beginning)
"Happy birthday Matt," Near said sadly.
"Near, do you want to leave with me?" asked the redhead, now 18.
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
Near twirled a lock of his white hair around a finger, "will it require moving?"
Matt laughed, "well yes, we're moving to America and I'm going to be a video game tester."
"Alright. Will Mello be angry that you're leaving with me and not him?"
"Course not, Mello is a detective solving cases here. He doesn't want to leave to America, he wants to stay here with his cases."
"I see."
"So c'mon, pack your bags and hurry because the plane's leaving in just five hours and we've still got a lot to do."
Near carefully placed toys into a suitcase next to six copies of the clothes he was wearing. He nervously twirled his hair as he pondered what would happen if his beautiful brunette nightmare escaped prison. 'no, I will not think about him, he does not matter anymore,' Near furiously told himself.
"Hurry up!" Matt said as he walked into Nears room.
Matt suddenly noticed something on Nears arm which he could see because Near was playing with an airplane and his too big sleeve fell down to his elbow.
Matt took Nears arm and looked at the old looking scar, "what's this?"
"It is a scar and it is of unimportance. My bags are packed, may we leave?"
"S-sure."
During the plane ride, the scar kept nagging at Matt, but he ignored it, why bring up old scars? Besides Near said it didn't matter. And Near clearly didn't want to talk about it, Matt didn't want to bother him, especially not when Near was sleeping curled up in his arms.
