Decapitated

Mello laid on his sheets, sprawled out with a big grin of relief.

Finally, the test was over.

The blonde smiled, rolling around with his pillow in his arms. But his smile quickly turned serious when he thought about the test again. He had done all that he could given what he had, cracked his head up preparing for days, but somehow it always felt like it wasn't enough. And this time he knew exactly where he fell short at. He cringed, a shiver running down his spine when he remembered it. It was only just a moment, maybe not even that, but he thought of him, he thought about Near, and not in the sense of competition, instead he had the fleeting feeling of concern for the boy, wondering if he was doing alright after crying for the night. And just in that moment, Mello lost a sense of who he was in the world, the violent competition was set aside for something he was afraid to even think of.

No, he mustn't, he must never think of that again.

"Bruder…"

He shuddered, shaking his head and willing himself to think of something else, and to his dismay his mind fell back to Near again. He sighed, digging out a chocolate bar from his drawer to munch on, feeling slightly calmer. Resting his head on his pillow with his eyes closed and chocolate melting in his mouth, he finally allowed himself to indulge in a little guilty pleasure. It was alright to cheat once in awhile. He thought about Near, how warm his body felt against his own, the unguarded side of himself that the boy had shown him. He wondered why on earth did Near choose him of all people to turn to, was it random or did the boy subconsciously had an inclination toward himself? It was a vain thought, one that made Mello smile, he felt special somehow and part of his sadistic side wanted to take advantage of the privilege given to him, although he knew he could never bring himself to do it.

And that was the strange thing. Something about what Near had been doing these last few nights had disarmed Mello, the blonde was completely unable to inflict any form of hurt on the boy, not like how he used to. What was this? Mello suddenly felt agitated again, feeling like he fell once again into one of Near's little ploy.

Taking a bite out of his chocolate, he had to forced himself to not get too ahead of himself. Sure, Near was smart, but Mello sincerely doubt the boy had that much control over his subconscious to carry out something that complicated, although that didn't necessarily eliminate the possibility. Blue eyes closed again, losing himself in his thoughts.

Why was Near sleep-walking? That was the biggest question the blonde had. Had the boy always sleep-walked? Is it normal? Mello thought about it, it certainly didn't feel normal, Near's demeanor while asleep seemed so extreme, did something happen to make him that way? The blonde frowned, realizing he didn't have the answers to most of his questions, he would have to do some digging tomorrow.

Covering his chocolate and placing it back in the drawer, he went under his blanket, glancing over at the clock once last time. He usually didn't sleep this late after an exam was over, but something kept him awake. He grimaced, knowing full well what it was, he was waiting for Near, and the unlocked door proved so. Mello turned to his side, facing away from the door, a feeble attempt in convincing himself that he didn't care and that Near's nightly visits were nothing but a nuisance. Biting his lip, he forced himself to fall asleep.


His tiny body convulsed at strange angles, jolting painfully, every muscle tingled with stimulation and twisted abnormally in the most agonizing manner. His teeth gritted tightly together, unable to relax, sweat dripping down his forehead and matting his entire body. The tears wouldn't stop but he was only allowed to pander in sobs when the ordeal took a pause before his tormentor came back, another electrifying shock coursing through his veins, pumping up every neuron in his body, making the sensation feel so real and inescapable.

"N-No…mo-more…" the boy begged, his mouth bleeding from accidentally biting his tongue.

"Don't fall asleep Nate."

Near coughed as another hard blow was thrown into his abdomen, making him hunched, and yet his face remained completely composed as he gazed up at his abuser. Furious blue eyes locked on his face, staring him down as the older boy tightened his fist, ready to deliver the next blow. The boy would have been lying if he said he hadn't expected such treatment from Mello after the results were published, since time after time, he has come out on top, further fueling the blonde's hatred for himself. Near had expected it, counted on it, and welcomed the abuse with open arms.

He was sick, he knew he was, but looking into those pools of hate, hurt, anger and lost, that despair and anguish, all the emotions that play across those azure eyes directed straight onto him, he was able to feel the warmth that envelop his heart and the familiar feeling that he had once lost long ago.

"How the hell did you beat me?" A forceful punch was rammed into the side of his cheek, tearing his lip. Blood was already running down his nose and chin, but his face was placid and he said nothing, merely accepting whatever the blonde gave as a gift. He knew exactly what to do to get under Mello's skin, and that was to show nothing, that way he would always come back, begging for more. That was how it was with him as well.

"It's your fault, you did this on purpose! You came into my room and-" The blonde shouted but suddenly cut himself off, his eyes bulging.

Near too became slightly stunned at what the blonde was suggesting, wondering what the older boy was getting at. Instead of feeding his curiosity, he decided he didn't want to lose what he was having now, "Mello is making preposterous accusations," he provoked. He could have said something to save his situation but he intentionally ignited a new flame in the blonde, craving for the bittersweet emotions that only Mello could grant him.

"You ungrateful bastard!" Mello was uncontrollable, kicking the boy over and over until he crumpled to the ground, heaving heavily.

Black orbs looked up weakly, watching Mello's angry face. Something was wrong, Near realized, Mello wasn't himself today, but it was too late. Before he could stop the older boy, a large tearing sound resonated throughout the room and his bunny fell to the floor, decapitated. He couldn't hide his shock no matter how hard he tried, it was like his face became frozen with that expression.

Mello looked down at him and in that split moment, the look of satisfaction on the blonde turned into an alarmed one when he saw how the boy was looking up at him. At that moment, the two of them connected more than they ever did with their words, and they both understood simultaneously that something terrible was in store for them.


Hello everyone, I'm sorry for the short chapter again, but I guess it'll do in exchange for a quick update. I'm incredibly into this story right now, plus I've been reading nothing but yaoi manga lately, so I'm super 'high' on boy love, I can barely control what's spurring out of me, so I apologize if the story seems rushed or insensible anywhere. Anyways, much love for those who reviewed, fav or alerted again. Please review on this chapter as well, it makes me high and boost my creativity, it's scientifically proven, lol. Anyways, enjoy and thanks again! :)