Okay...I know it's been like...a year since I updated, but I have good reasons? Okay I have no good reasons, but I DO feel bad about it!
So...Forgive me?
Obsessed, Chapter Four : Saviour
To come so close, then have everything you want ripped away when you were just about to take it. That was true pain, a pain Near became accustomed to after Mello left Wammy's. Near himself had no interest in catching Kira, all he wanted- all he NEEDED -was Mello. He came so close to finally telling him, after years of loving him from afar, only to have it torn to shreds by fate's cruel design.
" I hate this...that I'm so weak.." He mumbled to himself as he made yet another cut in his overly abused arm, already littered with scars and bruises. " I hate that I need a crutch like this, just to get by..." He always hid in the closet, as far away from prying eyes as he could manage to be. It had become a ritual of sorts, and though well known around Wammy's, no one ever interrupted his actions, therefore he never locked the door. " He could never love me anyway...I'm the freak, the albino who always got in the way." He muttered to himself bitterly, too caught up in his self loathing to hear his door opening. And then the closet was enveloped in light, causing the pale boy to look up at the intruder, unshed tears in his eyes and blood trickling from his wrist. And then empty black eyes met furious ( and worried? ) blue before he was pulled to his feet by the very cause of his anguish. " Near! How could you do this to yourself? Yeah, I found out! Matt told me! How could you be so reckless? Don't you think about how this affects those around you? Goddammit, Near, I lo-" He cut himself off, eyes wide in fear, " I need competition! You can't just wimp out on me, dammit! " He covered his almost slipup smoothly, fury rich in his voice.
" M-M-Mel..lo...It's you..." Near looked into the angry azure eyes before him in awe. " It's really...you..." A small, sincere smile crept onto his face, his eyes overflowing with tears as he lunged forward to hug the taller teen tightly, burying his face in the other's chest and sobbing. " You're back! You're really here! Mello! "
Shocked by his thought to be rival's moment of weakness, Mello placed his hand awkwardly on the smaller teen's back, rubbing it in what he hoped to be a soothing manner. " Y-yep, Near. I'm back..." He muttered, his face heating due to the close proximity of his greatest obsession. " I had to come back...to stop you...because I..." He looked down at the fragile youth in his arms with an unreadable expression, grabbing said teen's jaw and tilting his head upwards so as to force eye contact. " ...I care...about you." His fingers pulled the face inches closer, whispering the words falling like a waterfall from his lips. " I...need...you here. I want...you here...because, I..." Their lips were merely centimeters apart now. " I love- " Just then the door sprang open violently, causing the two to push away from one another quickly and look over at their intruder, one very angry Roger glaring straight at Mello, who was now half way across the room from the shorter, white clad boy he was only centimeters away from before. Said blond shot a quick over in Near's direction, their eyes meeting and locking for a minute before the third presence made himself known again my coughing angrily, causing Mello to refocus his attention to the old man quickly.
" Mello! You disappear for TWO MONTHS, then return OUT OF THE BLUE and don't TELL anyone about it? " The grey haired man was furious, sounding like a father scoulding a runaway son. " Have you any IDEA how worried I was? What were you THINKING? Were you even thinking AT ALL? " He glared frustratedly at the lithe teen who simply rolled his eyes and huffed in irritation.
" OBVIOUSLY I was thinking I wouldn't be coming back. " He groaned, crossing his arms as he stared defiantly at the much older man before him. " However, I had...business," He glanced over to Near again," to attend to...So I had to come back." His gaze was back on Roger as he finished his sentence, said man looking curiously between the two before nodding, seeming to have cooled off some.
" Am I to assume you'll be staying?" He asked the rebellious teen in a tired voice. " Or are you just going to leave again?" His eyes looked irritated, but he remained calm in his voice.
" As it is I can't afford to leave now. Given the circumstances, I am to quit the Kira investigation and remain here. I have already prepared my replacement, so the investigation is indeed in good hands. " The blond replied calmly with a look of determination in his eyes. " And just who IS this replacement, Mello? " The older man asked.
Mello smirked and replied simply " Matt, of course."