Ooh..finally....I found a way to swing at this story..hope you guys like it...REVIEW!!

P.S. A lot of ppl seem to have this idea that I have something against Near...so I guess I have to start writing nicer things for the kid...haiz...maybe I can bully Mello or Matt instead..hmm...

Happy endings

Near's POV

"Mello-" I whispered.

"Hmm?" He mumbled, lips continuing their rhythm of kissing and nibbling on my neck.

"The baby's crying." I said softly. He paused, bringing his head up, snapping out of his temporary lusty desires, turning his head to face the crib. He blinked, then turned back to face me, leaning down and placing a kiss on my lips.

"Mmph" I manage to sound, pulling away, "Mello I said he's crying." He just shrugged, hands moving down to unbutton my pajama shirt which for some reason I still had a habit of wearing. "Mello!" my voice raising a pitch, a hand immediately covered my mouth.

"Mmnh!" Mello placed a finger of his free hand to his lips, signaling me to be quiet. "Shh" his sweet voice chiming in my ears, "Just leave it. He'll stop in awhile." And just as he said the baby was quiet after no more than five minutes, I looked at Mello questioning, he smirked a little, "Don't worry about it. He just wants attention. Sneaky little guy, he does this all the time."

"Really? I didn't know that." I pouted. How could I not know that about my own child?

"Because I'm the one who's always taking care of him." Mello answered the question, I just sulked some more, feeling unsatisfied that Mello knows more than me.

"Anyways..where were we?" he smiled, looking down at me. "I don't feel like it anymore." I sulked, trying worm my way out underneath his weight.

"No way, you're not getting away that easy" he pinned my shoulders down on the bed, leaning down to a kiss. After a little squirming, I finally gave in, parting my lips, so that our tongues met, tasting his familiar chocolate breath. Slowly, we started helping each other out of our clothes, throwing the garments on the floor.

"Can you see me?" he asked suddenly. "A little" but barely, all I could see was shapes and blurry images, but it's better than nothing. I smiled trying to reassure him.

"I want a kiss." Mello voiced quietly. I leaned up, obeying, trying my best to aim for his lips, but failed miserably. "So that's how much you can see." his voice coated with sadness.

….silence….

"Close you eyes." I finally spoke. "Don't open them. That way we'll be the same." I smiled waiting for a respond. I heard a soft chuckle, then he laid his body on me, a gasp escape my lips as he crushed himself into me without warning.

"A-ah!" he pressed our lips together, silencing our moans. "Blind sex is fun." he murmured, his breath hot on my chest. I had to admit, intercourse is a lot more pleasurable without sight, I could hear his deep moans and heavy breathing clearly, his soft touch on my thighs, up my sides and his sweet voice cooing my name over and over.

Placing a strong hand on my spine, he lifted my body closer to his, I quickly wrapped my arms around his sides for support. His body radiating warmth to me, gently taking himself out then pushing in again. His heartbeat throbbing inside me, urging my own heart to drum faster to keep up with its pace. I shivered as he came inside me, planting his seed, claiming my body as his.

The two of us laid on the bed, panting and exhausted. "I love you" he muttered. Slowly he sat up, I looked at him, wondering what he was up to, but I was too tired to get up. He grabbed his jacket, taking out something, then climbed back in bed with me. "Here" he took my left hand, gently sliding the ring on my finger. I stared at my finger, trying to see what it looked like, all I saw was a lot of glittering and sparkling, but I could tell it was different from the first one he gave me, the one Matt chucked.

"I love you Mrs. Keehl" his sweet voice sung, pulling me into his arms. He took my leg and cling it to his waist, wrapping his arm on my back, fingers lightly touching the centre of my backbone, I almost forgot how arousing his hugs were. "I love you too, Mr. Keehl" and we fell asleep, safe in each others' embrace.

He was so beautiful, nothing like what Mello could have described. He had such fair hair with the slightest tint of yellow that match his creamy soft skin. His sparkly grey eyes staring up at me, sometimes hinting blue, as the sun shined on him. He was beautiful and he was ours.

"Is he like what you imagined?" Mello asked, leaning his chin on my shoulder and slanting over to see our boy cradled in my arms. I shook my head, smiling, eyes a little soggy. "He's perfect." I voiced softly. Two months, that's how long I've missed it, because of the blindness, I didn't get to see this for the past two months, it's just so unfair.

"What are we gonna name him?" Mello hummed the words, diverting my thoughts.

"…Noel" I answered after awhile.

"Huh?" Mello coughed like he just choked on his saliva, "Why that name?" he spitted out.

"Does Mello not like the name Noel?" I turned over my shoulder, looking at him with puppy-dog eyes. Actually, I'm not sure why that name popped up either, but the boy just looks like a Noel to me, call it a mother's intuition if you may. Either way, it is a good name and it's Christian, something Mello would agree on, besides it's a lot better than the other names I have in mind (such as Nemo, Neo, Meon...).

He averted his eyes, it almost looked like he was going to pout. "It's just…It sounds like a girl's name." It sounds like a girl's name? I thought over it, then finally I found the right words to say, "What would Mello like to name him?"

"…uh" Mello made a face that showed he was thinking seriously, "Felix or Malachi." he said slowly.

Felix or Malachi? Hmm…

"What do you think?" I asked the little child in my arms, whose opinion matters most, "Do you like the name Felix?" Those grey-blue eyes were blank.

"How about Malachi?" still no reaction.

"Noel?" His eyes sparkled to life, giggling and squealing with delight.

"Yay, Noel," I smiled, nuzzling my nose to his little one. "Mommy knows best, doesn't she?" there was another cute giggle. The two of us celebrated, and Mello just sighed, obviously not please he lost at the naming.

"Aw look, daddy's not happy." I tried to make my voice childish, rubbing it in. Mello snatched his attention back with the word 'daddy', face blushing faintly, it just made me laugh. "You little rascals." He smiled, lightening up, kissing me on the forehead and caressing little Noel.

"Noel.." he muttered, "Noel Keehl…It does sound pretty good"

"Noel Keehl" I repeated. The three of us sat on the ground just smiling, holding on to each other, the sun shining on us, one not-so-big happy family.

...Is it happily ever after now?

So is this really the end?...I dunno..actually I wanted to add a little about Matt and something else...but the story looks good this way, doesn't it?...unless you guys want some endless drama series or soap oprah and stuff....anyways pls hand in your REVIEWS!!!