Reminder: I do not own Death Note

Author's Note: part 2 is finally finished! Oh dear….now I have to think about chapter 4 - Just wish I'll be finished with the next chapter soon. – finding Near for a hug- (this chapter is set on Near's and Mello's POV.

Title: Mission no.1: My Prize ( final part)

Sweat dripped from his forehead down to his temple, his translucent skin turning into a slight shade of red because of the rising heat in his body. It was his first time running in a very fast pace around Whammys. His body is starting to give up, but his mind refused. He needed to reach Mello's door before he has gotten there. He knew it would be stupid to walk at the same direction as Mello's so he had to look for a shortcut. Shortcuts in Whammys are knowledge the albino knew well. It all started when he was still four. When he is not used to his rival's continuous beatings, he would wander around the orphanage hoping not to encounter the blonde. And during his trip, he discovered shortcuts heading in different people's chambers including Mello's and Matt's room. Sometimes Mello would ask him how he could be so fast in arriving in a certain area with the fragile body of his. He always had the same response of 'I don't really know.' He couldn't just tell the blonde that he knew shortcuts around the area or else he would think that he intended to escape, and will soon result to more beatings. However, the albino stopped going through shortcuts when he got used to Mello hurting him, which made him realize that he has a slight masochistic tendency.

His memories blocked his mind for a moment but he returned to his mission soon after when he arrived at the blonde's oaked door. He glanced at the sticky note he was holding and quickly stick it on his door. He was panting like crazy and thank God he arrived first. It will be really awkward if they met and he didn't also want Mello to know who placed the note right away, though it is quite obvious who it is. He read the letters he nicely wrote on the piece of paper exclusively for Mello and then smiled.

'If Mello sees this, He will be totally freaked out.'

His statement sounded so cheesy and it is also his first time of writing this kind of thing for someone. Good thing it is Valentine's day and everyone will think it is simply normal. He shivered at the part where he wrote '…want more'. He was totally not trying to be flirty or anything. He is also not trying to go with the flow with the other Whammy kids. He was trying to provoke Mello – to creep him out. He smirked at the thought that he was really good at this. His existence itself creep people out. He can't help but chuckle a little. He knew right away that his plan is working. That there is a 99% chance that Mello will fall for it. The remaining 1% is for the chance of pure luck that Mello wouldn't. The temperamental blonde never realized that he could be manipulated by someone like Near so easily…

By someone that also has a bit of naughtiness under a cold mannequin –like façade.

Near then hurriedly ran at the corner of the hall when he heard a sound produced by the friction between the soft surface of the floor and the rubber beneath someone's boots. Pants echoed through the hall as he saw and attractive blonde intake a fistful of air in his lungs. Near then slowly walked away making sure that he wouldn't make a single sound, heading to the common room. His lips were still curled as his socks padded along the halls. He then grabbed a lock of his hair and began twirling it, his nervousness seeping in. He felt the children's eyes look at him with confused multicolored eyes.

'Ah. I'm drenched in sweat.' He brought his arm and tried to wipe the sweat surrounding his face. No wonder the children looked like they've seen something unusual.

He was finally in the common room, making his way towards the abandoned dice tower he left this morning. He sat then on the floor with his usual position. His left knee tucked in his chest, his left hand twirling his pure white hair, and his other free hand working on the tower. The smile didn't vanish. He seemed like a content child playing with his toys. Now, all he has to do is wait.

Footsteps echoed outside the room making the albino genius flinch. It sounded like it was in a hurry, but the albino cared less for he knew it didn't belong to Mello.

A sight of a figure then appeared in the corner in his eye, but still didn't respond. He was about to place to last die to complete his master piece when he heard a feminine voice call his name.

"N-Near…"

Near then knew who it was .He lifted his head, obsidian eyes showing underneath his white wavy bangs.

Linda.

Mello's POV

"So annoying!"

"Who are you talking to Mels?" The smoker then lifted his sepia tinted goggles, looking at his now annoyed best friend.

"The air." The blonde's tone full of sarcasm.

The redhead just said nothing and lit up a cigarette. He knew that Mello would say it sooner or later even without him begging for it.

"Near is just so damn annoying!" The temperamental genius brought his leather gloved hands near his face. His legs shaking like hell with too much annoyance running through his body.

"Why?"

"The fucking letter! Are you blind!? Didn't you see it?" The blue eyed blonde glared at the redhead, making him wince. What is the connection of Near and the letter? It just didn't sound right. Unless—

"Mello. What did you do?"

"What do you mean?"

"How was Near connected with the cheesy letter written for you?" Matt is obviously ignoring Mello's previous question.

The blonde then shot up. Realizing what his best friend meant. He forgot that he hadn't told him about the incident two days ago, making him more irritated.

'What the hell should I tell him now?'

"I didn't do anything."

"You're not a good liar."

"I said I didn't do anyt-"

"You know Near, Mello. You know that that ice cold mechanical person won't do something that could step on his pride. In short, he is not the type that flirts. Man, You would've done something out of this universe for Near to act like a fucking homosexual." Matt then returned to his DS spitting out curses under his breath that is not quite audible.

Mello felt like cutting his tongue, and then breaking his neck next. He has no choice but to tell the gamer what actually happened. Shit. Just shit this. He would definitely hear no end of the redhead's assumptions.

'I shouldn't have done it in the first place…' Mello sighed heavily, thinking about the consequences.

"Well?"

"I kissed Near."

The green eyed redhead shot a look at Mello with a mix of shocked and amused expression. He dropped his DS and the sound echoed in the cramped room. Mello blushed slightly because of too much embarrassment, while Matt turned red due to the fact that he was holding in his laughter.

After a few more seconds, Matt couldn't hold it any longer and burst out a deafening laughter. He rolled on the floor while holding his aching stomach. Mello can't do anything but shoot him an annoyed glare which made him laugh harder. Matt's ears also turned to crimson red and tears started forming in the corners of his eyes.

"HAHAHAH!...hahaha…ha..I—" He then wiped the tears away in a rather annoying way. Mello just got another bar of his favorite chocolate brand, waiting for Matt to gain his composure back. He knew that he couldn't do anything to stop his best friend from laughing no matter how many fucking curses he spat.

Matt then plunked down on the bed where Mello was resting, a blush still present on the blonde's cheeks.

"You done?"

"Yea…."

They were an awkward silence between the two geniuses, the sound from the snapping of Mello's chocolate bar making everything the more awkward.

"I always knew." The redhead decided to blurt out.

"Knew what?"

"That you guys will develop that kind of level in intimacy eventually."

"WHAT INTIMACY?!" The blonde exploded if full fury. He smacked the back of his best friend's head making him out of balance.

"That hurt Mels!"

"That fucking albino will really pay for this!" The blonde abruptly stood up and then disappeared from Matt's sight. Matt hadn't registered anything that happened yet. That blonde could really do things that normal people don't usually do.

Matt stood up, still scratching his swelled neck. He decided to follow the blonde even though it will probably be suicide.

He ran outside and headed in the common room, knowing that those people will be 100% be there.

Before he could enter, he bumped into a stone hard back making him stumble backwards.

"Ah shit! Mels don't stop in front of someone like that!" He was surprised that the blonde didn't say a come back. He just stood there, his black leather covered back facing Matt, blocking the view. He then peeked from Mello's shoulders wanting to know what the fuck is going on with Earth now.

'Hell everything is happening too fast.'

And then he saw what was going on. Understood what made Mello stop. And just fucking smirked.

"We've got nice timing, didn't we, Mels?"

Near's POV

"N-Near" The feminine voice stuttered. Near lifted his head knowing who it was right away.

Linda.

"Hello, Linda. May I ask what you need from me?" He was quite sounding impatient now. His rival might come anytime. And Linda is a great hindrance in his plans. He stopped twirling his white hair focusing his full attention of Linda. He noted that she was blushing and she is hiding something behind her back. Her pigtails were curled and she is wearing a floral printed dress. She looked annoying, but Near can't get to hate her for she is the only one he could at least call acquaintance. He never had friends after all. And who would ever dare talk to an emotionless and introverted like me? I always just give out negative vibes making everybody stay away from me. So I was happy that this girl had the courage to talk and approach me. And also, thanks to her, my life span lasted longer. She had always stopped Mello if he had crossed the border line. There was also a time where my neck was almost snapped by the blonde but good thing Matt and Linda was there to at least control the beast seeping out of him.

Guess there's no choice but to get over this, I think?

She then took 5 steps toward me and reached out a heart shaped velvet box.

I don't think it contains what I'm thinking right now.

"T-This is f-for Near…" She shut her eyes and her cheeks more flushed. Near assumed it is from embarrassment.

The albino genius took the box and opened it. As he thought, it was homemade truffles.

What exactly is happening here?

"I appreciate it, thank you." Near never really ate sweet things so he decided to just set it beside him. 'I would just give to Mello later' He didn't want to tell Linda he didn't want it so just jumped into that conclusion. He then resumed in twirling his hair and before he could put the last die, he was stopped again by that high-toned voice.

"U-Um….I gathered my courage to give you chocolate just recently. I-I really didn't know how to approach you. So….yeah….and..Um!"

The last high pitched syllable made Near look at her again, his obsidian eyes still disinterested.

"I-I…"

"Please hurry up an-"

"I like you!"

The statement echoed in the whole common room. Near's eyes widen as it ringed over and over again in his ears. But he was not surprised at all. He already knew that there is a 95% chance that Linda likes him. The other 5% is for the chance of not liking him because of his insecurities. He didn't move an inch from his position, but his neck was stiff that he couldn't take it off of her. He was thinking for a nicer way of rejecting her, 100% sure that she would cry and cause a ruckus if he said: 'Sorry, but it is just not possible for me to like you more than a friend, and we aren't compatible at all.'

Near averted his eyes from her figure, trying hard to think for a way to make this less complicated. He sighed at the thought of as high IQ as him not thinking of anything as a response to her sudden confession. He returned his gaze at her direction and noticed a certain blonde that he didn't know was even there. Hid golden strands crossed his face and puffs of air exited in his mouth. A redhead person then followed right after him and stared at us with amused eyes. Mello's face had an unreadable expression on it. At first, he looked disinterested, and then his brows started to frown like something snapped in him. His hands then started forming into a rock hard fist, clear blue eyes reflecting dancing fire in them.

At that moment, Near knew how it felt to be frightened.

His eyes didn't leave the fury blonde and the surprised chain smoker. He was frozen in place, his brain commanding his legs to move, but wouldn't. Mello's glare sent cold shivers from his head to his spine. The warm blood running through his veins ran cold. Linda then took this as an initiative to look behind her, making her gasp in pure fear. Her slender hands shook and she was frozen in place just like Near.

It was the first time they've seen an expression with so much hatred and anger present in the second genius' face.

It was not the same face he uses when beating Near.

"We've got nice timing, didn't we, Mels?' The redhead broke the tension. The three both knew that he had no idea what is going on.

Near seemed to read what was going on his rival's mind. For all the time they spent with the frequent beatings Mello gave, he could almost read every action the blonde does. He could predict what the blonde most likely will do after.

And based on his expression right now, it seems like Mello is planning a massacre in his mind right now.

Mello stomped forward them, his boots making heavy sounds that made Near flinch and Linda step a meter backward. Near definitely didn't want this to turn out this way. If only Linda hadn't confessed to him today of all days. The fury Mello was just now inches apart from them and Near felt sad of having a somewhat painful death. He shut his eyes involuntarily waiting for the pain that Mello is planning to exert him with no apparent reason.

The rubbing of leather stopped just inches away. The frightened obsidian eyes opened slowly from its lids to see what was happening now.

Linda still stood there with a dark and frightened expression on her face, realizing that she is Mello's target. She clasped her hands and waited for the pain just like what Near did earlier.

Fortunately, all Mello did was shove her to the other side of the room.

"Get out. We have a way more important business here. And sorry, He can't be yours. He's already mine."

Linda froze for a moment after hearing Mello's words and ran like a scared puppy out of the room, not even stopping to look at Near. Even without looking back, Near was 100% sure that tears stained her face. Near then felt a sudden guilt but brushed it away for he know that there is a certain temperamental blonde who needs more attention now.

"Why did you do that Mello?" His voice monotone and flat like a robot.

"Shoved her out of the room?" Mello said matter-of-factly.

"Why did you say I'm yours, Mello?"

The chocoholic was silent for a moment, his gaze not leaving Near's. The albino felt a flow of relief flow through his body as the sudden change of face the blonde made. He even thought that maybe the hell he went through just a few minutes before was just his imagination.

"Why, aren't you?"

When the albino detective heard this, a smirk resurfaced on the albino's face.

Everything is not ruined just yet.

Everything is still according to plan.

"What the hell are you smirking for you little shit?"

"Nothing. I didn't have the knowledge of belonging to Mello."

He saw the attractive blonde's brow twitch. He didn't know if he had said something to annoy the blonde further.

The blonde then placed his hands on his pocket and threw the piece of paper he got from Near.

"What the fuck was this for you little creep? " He then unwrapped another chocolate bar and bit it with a loud crack.

Near's smirk grew wider, making the blonde freak the hell out the more. He stood up and faltered towards the blonde. The albino stood straight to close the gap between their faces, making them 2 inches apart.

Near thought that Mello would pull away, but he didn't. He just stayed still waiting for Near's next move. Why? Why won't you pull away Mello? I thought you hated me?

Near wrapped his slender hands on Mello's exposed nape and brought his face closer, their breaths heavier in every second. A blush was now present on Mello's tanned cheeks, making Near smile.

He put a feather like kiss on the blonde's surprisingly soft lips. Though it was a quick one, the temperature between them rose for about 5 degrees. Ocean blue eyes now connected to pitch black eyes, making their steady heart race in a chasing speed.

He then moved towards his rivals ears that made both geniuses blush.

"I'm just claiming my prize."

Near then smiled triumphantly as the expected victory occurred.

Everything went to plan.

He then felt strong hands grab his thin waist, supporting all his weight. He felt a sudden hot air pass through his right ear making him stagger a little. Mello's soft golden locks fell partly on the albino's face as he leaned closer to the exposed sensitive skin.

"I hate you Near."

Near chuckled. Mello really never fails to surprise him.

"I hate you too, Mello" He didn't really mean it. But he felt like it was the right thing to do; that there is a different meaning behind each word. But still not enough for Near to be satisfied.

But for now, they justfell silent for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth of each other's body. And while they were having the moment of their life, a certain redhead that was totally forgotten by both men just stood there while smirking, taking pictures.

Author's Note: OMG! I'm done with the whole chapter 3! I didn't expect this to be so long! Ah….I hope you guys loved it though…I wrote chapter 2 to chapter 3 straight without resting! Ah….but it was worth it though :3 wait for more sweet moments of Mello and Near! And yes….there will be more chapters :3 I also hope you guys like the ending…. Hihihi silly Matt. Mello will definitely kill him in the