A/N: I've been really bored and tried lately and I feel kind of bummed out that I missed our precious geniuses birthdays (besides Mello's that is; he sure does get everything he want doesn't he T.T; And Matt, I'd never forget Matt ^^") Ironically enough, Mello's birthday is 12 days before Christmas and I thought "Why not make a random Christmas series." This drabble is for Mello's birthday and the first drabble of the 12 Day's of Wammy Christmas, though it's not Christmas…but his birthday... UGH! IT'S COMPLICATED! Not all of the drabbles will be in Wammy's but about Wammy boys. There is harsh language here: Because of Mello. So sadly this went from K+ to T –sigh- And when I say K+ I mean it! There was supposed to be more description about Mello's b-day but I'll keep his happiness in secret! R&R Enjoy and Happy Birthday Mello :D

Warning: Gay love. No likie, No readie.

Disclaimer: I do not own Mello, Matt or Near unfortunately, but I do own their minds as I am manipulating them to my and all fans of yaoi will *dark smirk*

Today sucked for Mello. It was like everything was against him! What bummed out the blond more is that it was his birthday.

As he cut the engine off of his motorcycle the blond headed to a park nearby his rundown apartment. As he entered the park he checked his surroundings, it was late, dark and he didn't want to get jumped by some poor excuse of a robber. It would be wasting his time and strength and by now Mello was looking for something to take all his anger out on. Sitting down on a bench in front of the lake, he closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

Want to know what happened to the poor guy?

Well it all started this morning. Mello had Matt trail that Misa girl.

"Matt….Matt!" The blond had been calling his friend over hundred times-no jokes- and the red head was still focused on the model.

"She really is adorable, you know?" The red head mumbled.

"I told you keep trailing her not going PERVERTED ASSHOLE!" Mello wasn't only mad at Matt for practically eye humping the girl, but that he forgot his special day…

"Wow, take it easy; mate…Why so mad all of a sudden?" Looking into Mello's icy dark flared eyes, Matt could've sworn he saw Mello carrying his body to his own grave.

"You're an ass, you know that?!" Mello stormed out. Not only did his best friend forget his birthday, but when he came to give a forgiveness gift Mello's heart almost broke.

Almost.

"Take it Mel! You could buy a bunch of chocolate!" The red head said chasing Mello down the street. His gift was money.

"Like I would!" Everyone was now staring at the two. Mello was known to take the attention of others and Matt was just an indoor airhead (as you can see his boldness to run around with Benjamin's on him in the open). It was strange seeing them out and wild today. Some had easily mistaken them as an unlucky couple and thought Mello was a girl, until his voice came into an ear shot.

"Come on! I didn't know what to get you! I could be buying the latest games by now!" Anyways, money's the best gift there is…isn't it? Matt had thought.

"I don't give a FUCK, Matt!" Mello ran into a small alley. He was already aware of this block so he easily came into another part of the town. He looked around. No red in sight. The rest of the day Mello avoided Matt unless they had real business with Kira.

Sad, huh? Not only was his birthday forgotten but the Mafia wasn't cooperating.

"What do you mean you don't feel like doing anything?" Mello fumed.

"We just want a break today! Can't we just forget about Kira for today? People are going to keep dying anyway…" Miller said.

People are going to die anyway… The message wasn't sinking into his head, he couldn't deny that's the truth, but he couldn't just sit down and do nothing.

"Look Mello…we know how important-" Rodd began.

"I don't give a fuck about it anymore... Do what you like…"

Mello checked the time; it was already time to retire for the night. Today was definitely not his day. Lost in thought Mello could hear some people scurrying fast from him.

"Do you think she's hurt?"

"Must be, she's frowning like crazy! That seriously messes up your face you know?"

" Totally! Wait…Isn't she that person that was running away from that red-head?"

"Oh, yeah!"

"She's pretty…look at her hair…" Pretty…that word was a death sentence if regarded to Mello.

"I'm not a fucking girl dammit!" Mello roared. His eyes flared with fire as his blue eyes glowed. The gossiping girls ran off afraid of turning into stone.

"Whatever…" He growled. He noticed how dark it had gotten. A bunch of pedo's might be lurking around this time of night. The last thing Mello wanted was for some pervert to "take him away."

He got up. Rest… would be nice

.

Reaching the gates of the park his phone began to ring. As he looked at the caller ID agitation manifested again. No… it was more like anxiety.

Near…

Mello began to forget all of his anger, his worries. Why did he have the youngster's number? He didn't know. The blond hadn't actually seen or heard much about Near after he left the orphanage.

Near…

Actually he had been avoiding any topics of the little one, because thinking of him would bring up how he felt again… Mello picked up. "Hello?"

"Hello, Mello…" The albino sounded hesitant.

"Please meet me at this address, now." The blond jotted down the location. Wait…was that an order? Mello's anger was reborn.

"And why the hell should I listen to you-"

Chuckle. Beep…beep…beep…

"Near!" Mello ran to his motorcycle and brought it to life.

-x-

The hotel Near assigned Mello too seemed a bit to expensive to be in this area of Japan. As the desk attendant handed him a key, he took one last glance of the lobby, baffled. Heading up to the room Mello felt happy yet nervous to be with Near again. Maybe he didn't hate him for leaving? He'd just have to find out.

Opening the door that surprisingly matched his birthday's date, his nose was filled with an aroma of bliss. "Near… you there…?" Mello said as he invited himself in, closing the door behind. He heading deeper into the suite and gazed around, mostly focusing on that smell. He noticed a door that was connected to an extremely romantic looking bedroom. He didn't move but outstretched his neck, peeking around. Through an open door he saw a table full of delicious foods. His stomach grumbled. Mello hadn't really eaten at all today. He blushed a little hoping no one had heard. Then he noticed a cake that said "Happy Birthday Mello."

What was Near up to?

Tensing, Mello felt an arm slip around his waist. Looking down, he sees a bundle of white cotton like swirls under him. It shifted back revealing eyes as dark as the night but as light as snow fall.

Near…

He had grown, of course, but he was still as adorable as ever. He went up to the older and kissed him passionately.

He still loves me…

"Hello, Mello." The smaller was now shifting uncomfortably. What was wrong? And that was then Mello had a glimpse of …everything.

Near was in a sexy maid's outfit. The dress went up mid-thigh, probably higher. He was blushing under Mello's gawking gaze. His leather pants were getting tighter, not good.

"W-what do you think?" Near said softly, still blushing and playing with his hair.

Mello smiled. "This is all for me?" The younger nodded his head slowly. Mello lifted his chin and their eyes met. Near's heart beated faster. Mello dragged them into a kiss. Letting go of the kiss, Near pouted. Mello chuckled.

"You know, I think I'll skip dinner…" Mello picked up Near but was refused.

"No, we will eat first. Anyway, I didn't expect my cooking to go to waste after all of the effort put into it." Mello's eyes widened. Near…a cook?

Mello didn't want his love's hard work to go away, even more that it was for him, so he, sadly, let Near down.

Smirking Near commented: "If you can behave for the rest of the evening, I think you'll get much more." Near left with a sexy stride. Mello could have sworn he saw leopard patterns as Near winked at him, disappearing into the dinning room.

When did Near become this…sexy? Let alone hot? Cute was definitely an option, Mello thought dreamily, his legs moving.

Mello followed the flirtatious maid into the room hard, desperate and in high spirits.

Maybe his birthday wasn't so bad after all.