Chapter 2
''yes, bye-bye pleasant talking with you''
Near placed the phone down lightly, and then quickly took to his feet not bothering to check his surroundings as usual. He decided to head to the common room; he'd remember before the call that he was working on an unfinished colouring book and decided to venture to complete it. But as he made his way to the common room, the thought of his birthday filled him with containable excitement, briefly casting a though that just maybe Mello would present him with a gift tomorrow, as he fantasised to himself.
Okay, Near wasn't all that oblivious of Mello; other kid's sure, but Mello, no. And despite what he thought; Near never failed to give the blond a present whenever the boys birthday rolled around; even giving him a homemade card, that he would work endless on- if the card didn't come out as Near anticipated it to then he would discard the thing and start over, which he was notorious in wasting lot of paper each year only on the creation of the card, not to mention the stuff Near bought Mello ; he always tied a small chocolate heart to the gift before presentation. As each year Near gave a gift it always wore a hefty price tag to the extent that it reached in the thousands range, all in the hopes of it meaning something to the blond.
And when Near did present his gift to Mello; he would get the same reaction each year. Mello would neglect reading the magnificently crafted card and rip open the gift then scanning over it, analysing it in depth. Near would always find himself holding his breath for some odd reason. But Mello would always; without a word disappear back into his room and occasionally followed by his colourful language.
So just like Mello's unchangeable reaction, Near would wish for the same thing each year-that Mello would be 'nice' to him for once; to view each other equally and not having to constantly compete with the blond all the time.
But it failed to ever come true.
So that previous year Near wished for something different- that didn't involve Mello at all. Something all for himself. Near had kind of lost faith in wishing for something that never came true. So he tried something new. Something different.
