Chapter Ten
Gevanni struggled to open the professors room door with his hands full with a pile of books. He smiled as the knob finally turned after his fifth try. He pushed the door with his back and hurried to dispose of the imposing mountain of old books on the central table.
But the sight before him made him forthwith drop them on the floor. His eyes widened with shock and he understood that his day is going to be full of trouble.
On said table, laid a certain albino boy, as naked as the day he was born, legs parted and face flushed.
"What are you doing ?" The history professor asked, removing a driblet of saliva, he realised, was spouting from the corner of his mouth.
Near rested back on his elbows "What does it look like I'm doing ?" he asked back.
"Rape inducing ?" Gevanni shot back.
"Exactly." He stated with a blank tone.
"What's the point of offering yourself to the first person coming in ?" Gevanni inquired, trying to maintain his stolidness.
"I knew you would be the only person coming here at this hour." Near explained flatly. "I've been watching you, for a long time, and I know about everything you do" he added accusingly.
Gevanni didn't like where the conversation was heading "You should cover yourself " He took his jacket off and stepped closer to the teenager.
"I'm naked for a reason" Near said brushing the cloth off with one hand and trapping the older man between his legs. He pressed his heels into Gevanni's back pulling him closer. "This is the reason."
Gevanni felt his crotch brush against Near's thighs as he tried to brake free. "This is hardly the place or the time" he stated more to himself than to the teenage student.
"Is the conference room a better place, Mister Gevanni ?" Near offered, his vacuous look turning into a glare.
Shit ! "Up until now, you have categorically refused to have sex with me." Gevanni reminded poker-faced "I don't want our first time to be in a public place."
"But, it's not what I've heard, Gevanni" Near said maliciously.
Double shit ! Did Mello sell me out ? No, It's not like him. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear, young man" Gevanni succeeded to escape from Near's trap. He moved to the corner of the room where Near had tossed his clothes then threw them at him. "Now, get dressed and stop saying nonsense !" He ordered.
"Isn't it a little odd that you refuse me so easily, when you accept so willingly to fuck other people ?" Near asked sitting on top of the table.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Near" Gevanni decided to play the denial card. His only card.
"Don't I arouse you at all ?" He asked a small pout.
Gevanni glanced down at his gulped crotch "Are you seriously asking about that ?" he inquired rhetorically.
Near eyed the said crotch for a moment before deciding it was enough proof. "Then why wouldn't you do me ?" He requested with a hint of sadness.
Gevanni immediately felt bad. He sat next to his younger lover and squeezed his hand gently "It's because you're special to me." He admitted "That's why I didn't pressure you about sex when you asked me to wait until you're ready." He caressed Near's cheek affectionately "And you're still not ready. Don't coerce yourself to do something you know you can't handle."
Near looked at him through his glossy eyes. "You promise I won't be hearing... things about you anymore ?"
"Yeah, I promise" He said hugging him close.
Gevanni watched his teenage lover put his clothes on and forced himself not to jump at him and hammer him into the floor. Cock-tease indeed !
When he was finished, Gevanni trusted himself enough to approach the eighteen-year-old again. The look of sadness was still lingering on his face driving the professor's guilt higher.
He took him gently by the waist and kissed him softly.
"Don't give me that sad look, Near" He pleaded sincerely "I promised I'll behave"
"You better" Near said cracking a creepy smile that made Gevanni pale straight off.
Boy sure can be scary !
As Near exited the room, Light came in.
"Good morning, Mister Yagami" Near greeted on his way out.
Light shut the door before looking at his colleague "You finally knocked some manners into that kid, huh ?"
Gevanni sighed. Manners is not what I would like to knock into him.
Light's face crimsoned.
Shit ! Did I say that out loud ? Gevanni decided to change the subject "How are things going between you and Ryuzaki ?"
Light nervously sat down on a chair around the table. "Good."
"Good ?" Gevanni repeated "Are you in a fight or something ?" he pushed.
Light tried to look busy "Not really" he muttered quickly.
But as his co-worker kept pressing him with his looks, Light decided to share the burden of his mind "It's just that he's acting weird"
"That guy has always been weird, Light" Gevanni remarked airily as he collected his books from the floor.
"I know" Light said crossing his arms on his chest "But lately, he's been asking me lots of questions about where I go, who I meet, my work schedule..."
"I see." Gevanni smirked "He's suspecting you." he deduced.
"Suspect-Of what ?" Light asked in high dudgeon.
The older man posed the books on the table "Of cheating on him, obviously"
"I would never do such a thing" Light shot back outraged.
Gevanni waved him off "That's what we all say."
Mello has been in the library the whole morning. The room was gradually emptying as the students left for lunch. Mello was hungry, but he refused to go to the cafeteria.
The least thing he wanted is to bump into Matt or his annoying girlfriend. He forcefully bit on his chocolate bar, sending crumbs all over his new laptop but resumed to type nonchalantly.
He was writing down the latest updates on the case2830. Teru Mikami was indeed the most plausible of all the suspects. Still, Mello needed more tangible evidence than the professor high sense of justice and his latest request. But the fact that tomorrow he might be meeting with a crazy serial killer shook him off a little. He made a mental note not to forget his gun and prayed that the mini-camera L had hidden in his crucifix won't malfunction. He re-read the details of tomorrow's meeting that he and L had prepared last night. But his mind drifted a night earlier, recalling what happened ,or should he say what did not happen, between him and the redhead. It was hotter than Mello had expected it to be with a 'straight' guy. Mello rolled his eyes at the thought. He really wanted to strip Matt naked and pounder him senseless into the mattress, but refrained since he was in the guy's house and didn't want Mrs. Jeevas to sue him for raping her child.
Raping ? Matt was begging to be touched and they would have ended up doing it, if he wasn't so afraid of being gay.
That guy cares too much about etiquettes !
Matt wanted him to erase the event from his mind. That was perfectly fine !
It's not as if Mello was getting particularly attached to his persona or terribly attracted to his body. Right ?
He just needs sex every two days, at least. And Matt just happened to be there. And speaking of sex, Mello needed his 48h's fix.
He pushed a stand of his hair behind his ear as he thought who he might be shagging today.
L was reserved for Light. He'll grow tired eventually. Mello predicted.
Gevanni had told him he promised to be loyal to his lover. I'm sure if I tease him a little, he'll give up straight away. Horny Old Geezer !
But Mello had decided to give the guy a break.
Matt was playing it 'straight' and he had made a point of making out with his girlfriend when they had crossed paths, yesterday. Who's name you've been moaning the night before, stupid twat !
Halle was seeing someone. I don't feel like doing a girl, anyway.
Mello cross-examined the boys he did among his classmates. But nothing tempted him. He wanted fresh meat, like a predatory carnivore.
And fresh meat was certainly not something he'd find in his university. Mello collected his stuff hurriedly and decided to go to Apocalypse, his favorite bar.
There he usually gets free drinks, since the bartender has a liking towards his ass. And of course, he gets a blowjob or two in the back room.
Mello eyes settled on a guy wearing slim black jeans and a matching jacket walking out of the central amphitheater. Who thought he could find his pray before he exited the university gates ?
Not loosing a second, he started his long walk to the young man, admiring his long ink-black hair and gray-blue eyes. He had piercings on his brow, nose and lip. Kinda hot.
The stranger, feeling someone's eyes on him, looked back with surprise before his expression changed to remembrance. Shit ! Did we met before ? The brunet spared him a smile as he waved at him from a distance. I guess we did.
Mello smiled back but his smile faded away at the sight of a certain redhead.
. Do I have to see his fucking face every bloody day ? Mello cogitated glaring at Matt across the hall.
The redhead was holding tight to his blond girlfriend as if to dear life. The two teenagers exchanged western-worthy eyeballing for a long minute, before Mello noticed his pray was looking back at him expectantly. Don't worry handsome, I'm coming to get you.
"Mihael Keehl" Mello heard someone calling him, his voice grave.
Shit! How difficult is it to traverse the damn hall without a mishap ?
Apparently very difficult, Mello thought as he discovered that owner of the voice ranked second on his 'least-wanted-people'. He smiled apologetically at his quarry before turning to greet the nuisance. "Professor Mikami"
"It's a nice coincidence I got to meet with you before the meeting, Mihael" The long haired man said, his face solemn.
Can't say the same. "Are we still meeting at 10 in the literature's Library ?" Mello tried to keep his voice even and the discussion short.
"There is a slight change for the place." Teru informed "It appears that the university can't supply us with its library on the week-end. Therefor we'll be meeting at my house."
Excuse me ? "Your house ?" Mello interrogated as the mere thought of being in a potential serial killer's house gave him goosebumps.
"More precisely at the office in my house." The professor specified.
I have a feeling I might end up in the basement of your house, or six feet under your garden's square.
"Sure" Mello replied half-heartedly.
"Good then, here's my address. It's not very far from your apartment" Mikami blurted out before abruptly adding "I hope ?"
Jesus fucking Christ ! He knows my address ! Mello struggled not to panic. He might just have seen it on my university's file. But why would a normal professor go over a student's private file ?
"It is not far, indeed" Mello informed with the best impassive face he could put on.
"Alright then." The professor concluded walking away "See you tomorrow at 10."
Mello's hand wandered into his pants looking for his cell. L needed to be made aware of the last changes. He forcedly exacted his phone from the small pocket, cursing the skin-like fabric.
"I thought you'll never make it across the hall, Mello." a playful voice spoke to him.
Mello eyes traveled up the stranger's chest before meeting with a radiant face. "That would have been a pity considering the prize." Mello remarked seductively, trying to match a name to the face.
The guy blushed lightly "My name is Ryan. I didn't introduce myself when we first met." he informed guessing Mello's inner dilemma. "Let's say, I got immediately...down to business." He chuckled.
Oh, that kind of business... "That's what I like best." Mello stated remembering their quick encounter in the Apocalypse's back-room. "As much as I would like to..return the favor, I have something to take care of first."
"Well then-" Ryan grabbed Mello's wrist and picked his phone up "I should leave you my cellphone number."
Mello started to think, his day was not that bad. This Ryan was quite assertive and point-blank. All what Mello wanted. And needed.
He took his phone back. "Alright, Ryan. I'll call you soon." Mello promised walking to his bike.
Ryan smiled over his shoulder and went to join his classmates. Mello noticed that on the other side of the hall, Matt was still eying him with a hard look.
Mello smirked. You're still hating on me because I made you come ?
He flicked his cellphone open and speed-dialed L's number.
"Yes, Mello-kun ?" The detective's sleepy voice came to him.
"We have a bit of a situation at hand, Ryuzaki" Mello warned "Are you at your house ?"
"I am."
"I'm coming over, right away." He said hanging up and jumping on his bike.
So long for my 48h's sex fix !