Backstage

Pairings: Mello/Matt, L/Light, Light/Misa, Mello/Near, others

Warnings: AU, yaoi, language, lemon

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Chapter 10: Heartbeat

Part 1: The Turn Around

Ice blue eyes squinted against the sun as Mello sat up. He looked at Near, and sighed. Today was the day of his concert, and the day his plan was going to be fulfilled. Smirking to himself, the blonde turned over, his back to the white haired boy he had fallen asleep beside.

Mello hummed quietly, as not to wake Near. He stood up gently, pressing a soft kiss to Near's temple, and he walked towards the shower. He continued humming as he walked in, and turned the water on. He put the plug in, the warm water accumulating in the bath tub.

Mello sat in the bath, and smiled slightly. His body was underneath the water, and Mello felt calm for the first time in the past few days. It felt like at least a year since he met Matt, but it was only a few weeks.

'How fast had he fallen?' Mello wondered, half his face sinking below the water. 'All this that was supposed to span months happened in less then a week. It's like my life is some crap drama.'

His blond hair was half wet, and Mello closed his eyes, his entire head sinking into the water. He kicked his legs over the side to give his neck and head space in the tub. Leaning up to catch a breath, Mello pushed some of his bangs away from his eyes, and sank back into the water.

'My concert is in a few short hours. I hope Matt makes it.' Mello opened his eyes, the water blurring his vision. 'Matt...Near...today, you'll see who I choose. I hope neither of you will hate me for this, but I made up my mind'

Mello sat up, grabbing a yellow towel to scrub at his eyes. The water irritated his eyes, but he didn't care. Mello unplugged the drain, and wrapped a larger towel around his waist. It wasn't a really big towel, and it certainly left nothing to the imagination. Sighing softly, the blond walked over to Near's bedroom to pick out clothes for himself.

Near had awoken soon after Mello. Stretching, he looked for any signs of Mello. Mello wasn't in the room, but Near heard the sound of water running.

'So he's taking a bath?' Near thought, and he lay back down, staring at the ceiling. His room was plain white with scattered toys and puzzles. Nothing interesting or colorful. Just plain old black and white, muted and pastel colors. His whole life in a few shades.

He never knew the feeling of love until he met Mello. He never knew the pang of heartbreak until he saw Mello with Matt. And he never felt guilt until he made Matt run away.

It was as if he was catching up on all of the experiences he missed during the past 18 years in only a week. Near sighed, still staring at the ceiling.

'I'm sorry, Matt. But I want Mello. You'll get over it, you always do. As you said yourself, friends before lovers. If we truly are the best of friends, you won't hate me.' Near thought, gray eyes flickering towards the closed door. He heard the water stop, and he kept staring at the door, expecting a fully dressed Mello to quietly walk in to wake him. Maybe give him another kiss as he did previously. The kiss that woke him up from his sleep.

'Kind of like Snow White and her prince' Near thought, smiling.

Mello had chose that exact moment to walk in, the skimpy towel clutched around his waist. His eyes immediately focused on Near, ice blue staring at gray.

"Good morning, Mello." Near greeted, sitting up.

"Good morning." Mello said, walking over to the closet. He pulled out his leather pants, and when stepped into them, the towel dropping for a second. But that second was enough for Near to catch a glimpse at Mello's tanned ass. Near's cheeks burned red and he looked down, hiding his rosy red face from Mello.

"What time is it?" Mello asked, turning around. He was shirtless, and his pants were unbelievable tight. Near blushed a deeper red, and cursed inwardly as blood rushed down to his groin.

"I-it's two pm." Near stuttered, bunching the blankets around his lap to hide his erection.

"Really? I still have time. Thanks." Mello said, walking into the living room, in all his commando, tight leather glory.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Near said quietly, running into the bathroom, and closing the door quickly. He sighed, getting undressed.

'I hope my plan works.' Near thought, closing his eyes. 'Ignore it. Forget you ever saw Mello's ass. Mello's hot ass, and his sexy abs...STOP IT, NEAR! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, DAMMIT!' Near shouted in his head. Thinking about Mello did nothing to stop his hard-on. In fact, it made it way worse. Near sighed again, sitting down in the bathtub.

He grabbed his erection, wrapping his hand around it. He pumped himself, a low moan escaping his lips. 'Fuck' Near muttered, and moaned again. Just that one swear made him fall deeper into his lust.

Fantasies that he only saw in his rare erotic dreams clouded his vision, and Near sighed. "Mello." he whispered, gray eyes fluttering closed. He imagined the blond in a skimpy dress, much like Misa wore, and Mello screwing him while wearing said dress.

Near moaned louder, and continued pumping. The warm water that hit his already heated flesh felt like a mouth, the more hotter droplets felt like a tongue as they made their way down his shaft to the base.

With a final scream-like moan, Near came, cum squirting all over the shower. Near sat there, panting. 'The faster the concert, the better!' he thought, cleaning himself off.

He put on a white t-shirt and faded light gray sweatpants, and walked out of the bathroom, praying that Mello did not hear his screams of pleasure.

"Sorry for the delay, but the highway is closed for maintenance." An officer told Matt, who sighed.

"You serious?" Matt asked, sighing. He had about a 5 hour drive to L.A ahead of him, and now the highway was closed.

"I'm sorry." The officer said again, looking at the young man in the bright red sports car.

"Fuck." Matt swore, doing a U-turn and drove back, taking the first road that would lead back to Los Angeles. He pulled out another cigarette, and sighed, lighting the lit end of his previous one to the other one.

'It's already 3 pm, and Mel's concert is at 7, so he'll start singing at 9.' Matt smiled, and typed in the address into his GPS. It wasn't something he used, but it came with the car, so he used it when needed.

He was listening to the radio, a popular radio that played loud, dance-y pop music. When he heard an ad for Mello's concert, he smirked to himself.

'Near, Near, Near. I love you, dude, you're my best friend, but today, you are gonna kiss my ass.' He thought, and continued racing back to Los Angeles.

Mello sat in the living room, still not wearing a shirt, with his feet up. He had a bowl of cereal balanced on his lap, and his eyes were glued to the television screen in front of him. Some kind of horror movie was playing, and Near sighed inwardly. 'At least my scream wasn't heard.' He thought, sitting down beside the blond.

"What did you see a spider in the bathroom?" Mello joked.

"N-no." Near stuttered. 'At least he didn't get why I actually screamed.'

"Of course not." Mello said smirking, shoving a spoonful of Frosted Flakes in his mouth.

"So, is Mello going to put on a shirt for his concert?" Near asked.

"Hmm.." Mello looked up, pretending to think, "Hell no. The fans love my sexy abs"

"You are starting to sound a lot like Matt." Near said.

"Huh? I am?" Mello asked, sighing. "I'm just a bit worried. He hasn't called, and the highway is blocked."

"Mello, please calm down." Near said, closing his eyes. "Matt will be alright. As I already said, he won't be here for some time."

"Yeah, hold on a sec." Mello pulled out his vibrating phone, and smiled lightly. "Yo, Mello here....Hey Naomi.....ok........ alright...... yeah....see ya." he hung up, and smiled at Near.

"What is it?"

"We have to get to the concert early. Naomi will pick us up in an hour."

"But it's just 3, isn't that a bit too early?"

"I have to do a sound check, and alot of other crap." Mello grabbed Near's wrist, pulling the skinny boy up. "You know, I'm really looking forward to my concert."

"Me too." Near smiled, standing on his tip toes to kiss Mello's cheek. "I love you."

"Thanks." Mello said, looking Near dead on the eye. He saw a hint of lust in the gray eyes, and anticipation.

'I wonder what will happen?' Mello thought, going to his closet to pull on a shirt.

Matt whooped loudly as he raced down a deserted road, going about 50 mph over the legal speed limit. It was already 4 pm, and he had about 3 more hours to drive. His GPS found him a fast way back to the city, a place not many people knew of.

"Fuck yeah, luck's on my side, baby!" Matt yelled out, laughing as he sped off, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He was ecstatic, beyond ecstatic. He was high on his adrenaline, and Matt pulled out his phone, quickly dialing Near's number.

"Hello?" Near answered.

"Hey Near." Matt said smugly.

"What is it, Matt? I am busy."

"Just warning you, Near, that I'm coming back. And Mello's gonna be mine. Watch your back now, baby."

"Mello will choose me, Matt. Don't count your chickens before they hatched. And the highway is down. You won't make it on time."

"I will, Near babe, and you'll regret pissing Mail Jeevas off. Haha!" Matt laughed, closing his phone. "Mello, baby, tonight you'll see what an ass Near really is!"

And with a 3 hour drive left, Matt zoomed past, a huge smile on his face.

Near was pissed off. The first time in his life that he was so pissed off, he could KILL something. Near never got angry. He was expression-less and cold, without a single feeling coursing through his veins.

But after that call with Matt, he felt like smashing someone's head against a wall. Matt was taunting him, making him back out of their little competition. He would never even dream of giving up.

'Matt, you will loose.' Near smirked, and leaned on Mello. "Mel, Matt just called. He said that he's still in San Fransisco." Near said, pouting slightly.

"Really?" ' Fuck.' Mello swore in his head, and smiled at Near. "We'll just have to have fun without him."

"Yes, shame though. The man that has captured the heart of my love is an asshole. I'd never hurt you, Mello." Near promised, pressing his lips to Mello's neck.

"Near." Mello said, stroking the younger's back, and looking out the window. 'Matt, please be here.'

"Mello! There you are! We only have 2 hours before the concert. The sound check is good, and everything is perfect. Your opening act is already rehearsing, and if you need anything tell me!" Naomi said, smiling. Mello nodded, as he and Near walked into the dressing rooms.

Near sat down, playing with a lock of hair. Mello splayed along the couch, chewing on a chocolate bar. Near smiled, looking at Mello.

"Do I have chocolate on my face?" Mello asked.

"Yeah, right here." Near smiled, sitting in Mello's lap, using his tongue to lick away the tiny spot of chocolate that was right beside Mello's lip.

"You could've just told me." Mello said, rolling his eyes.

"But that would be no fun, now would it?" Near asked, leaning forward, capturing Mello's lips with his. Mello say frozen, and Near kept kissing him, determined to make the blonde show some kind of good response. Mello gave in slightly, kissing Near back gently. Near smiled against Mello's lips, and pulled back, resting his forehead against Mello's.

"Mello, I want to ask you something very important." Near whispered, smirking at Mello.

"What is it?" Mello asked.

"Fuck me."

It was 6:30 when Matt arrived in Los Angeles. He drove down the familiar roads to the apartment, and parked his car right in front of the door. He ran at record speed up stairs, and unlocked the door. He ran in, straight to his bedroom. He threw on a striped t-shirt and skinny jeans, and raced back to the door.

He yanked at the handle, expecting the door to fly open so he could run to the car. But the door was jammed in place.

"FUCK!" Matt swore, pulling at the handle. He sighed, and looked at his feet, where a small note lay.

'Dear Matt,

Sorry, but I intend to win this war. Good luck opening the door.

-N'

Matt glared at the piece of paper, and kicked the door. Still, it was locked.

"Fuck, Mello goes on in 2 hours!" Matt sighed, looking around.

"Aha!" he said, smirking, "Sorry Near, but Mello is mine!"

A/N:

This is the first part of chapter 10, obviously, and you won't have to wait long for the second part. I'll update tomorrow, so stay tuned!

Also, I have done some fanart for this story(is it considered fan art?). I'll put it up sometime. Sorry, I've been busy. But, if anyone wants to contribute some, I would love it!

I have 60 reviews! Thank you so much for reviewing everyone! I love reading your opinions and criticism. It makes me smile when I get a good review(which is all of them :D )

As much as I would LOVE to kill off Near, he's gonna live, I'm sorry. But feel free to kill him in your minds :) Also, Matt and Mello aren't going to die, just a mild spoiler. That would be a pretty crap story if they both just up and died so soon in the story. But don't worry, they won't die in this story at all :)

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