Slight warning: Gender switch!Near
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"Oh lonely urchin," The widow cried, "I've not been 'swept' since the day my husband died."
Her cheeks a-blushing, her legs laid bare. Oh ship-wrecked there I'll shake you from your sleep...
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Tiny bubbles escaped her nose as she laid still under the hot water. Her blue eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and her arms were crossed over her bare chest like a stereotypical vampire. The men's bathing room was dark and eerily quiet save for the slight burps of the air bubbles as they burst to the surface.
This was how she got away from everything; sitting alone in the men's bathing room. It was a way for her to get away from this chosen persona of 'Near'; it was how she got away from test scores, Mello, and all the other children that stared at her pale body.
People constantly watched as Mello tried and tried to surpass Near, and how he always failed. That was how Near had gotten the fresh bruise on her skinny wrist.
With an under water sigh, the small girl broke the calm water's surface with sputtering breaths.
Water dripped down her small nose, and from her small pout of a mouth. Near sighed once more, and ran a petite hand through her shortly cropped hair.
"I'd thought that I'd find you here..." Near didn't jump as most people would have. She felt her heart speed up slightly at the soft monotone voice that was directed toward her chilly ear.
Her hands instinctively lifted to cover her bare torso, but pale long fingered hands stopped their slow travel. "Please don't." She heard L whisper beside her ear, causing tremors of...something to run down her spine.
"Why are you here?" Near managed to whisper back, turning to her idol.
L's dark eyes locked with her own ice-blue; Near felt his hands tighten slightly around her lower arms. "I wanted to see you." Was what he said, and their lips crashed together.
Their kisses were soft and curious at first; they were sweet little challenges to one another to see which of them would ignite the spark of...something. Then their kisses became more heated, and their hands more adventurous.
L's mouth descended down Near's pale neck; hands kneaded soft adolescent breasts, mewls and groans echoed through the large, almost cave-like bathing room.
Near's pale hands wove through L's raven hair, slightly damp from the hot air around them. Her heart thudded inside her chest, and could feel that his heart was also thrumming quickly.
She slid a hand from her death grip on his hair, and quickly slid it under L's white shirt. Her small fingers slid softly over an erect nipple, causing the detective to shudder pleasantly.
Near helped L slide out of his white shirt, which he threw carelessly to one side. Soft nips, sharp bites, and slobbery licks caused both to groan, and shift uncomfortably with their building want. Near traced the edge of L's navel, and smirked lightly when tremors shook his skinny shoulders.
They pressed their bodies close to each other, grinding their sexes together even though L was still partially clothed.
L's fingers slowly ran down Near's back, and to the girl's slightly flared hips. Goosebumps ran up and down both of them, and they sighed, knowing what the other wanted.
They didn't stop to think that Near may be too young for this. They didn't stop to think that maybe the girl should have kept her virginity for a few more years. After all, Near was only fifteen.
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They weren't embarrassed as they laid on the bathing room's cool tiles, bare legs tangled and bodies nude. Near's head rested comfortably on L's bare chest, her eyes dazed and half lidded as she tried to fight off sleep. Their breathing had regulated from the groaning and panting that had taken place only thirty minutes before. One of L's long fingers absentmindedly played with Near's short white curls.
"You're leaving for Japan tomorrow."
"I am."
"...you might die."
"I suspect to."
Near didn't want to look up at L, knowing that if she did, her seemingly emotionless mask would crack. Somewhere in the vast expanses of Wammy's house, a large grandfather clock struck midnight.
Near looked up at the man she strived to success, and sighed. "Happy birthday, L." The man held her close, and she could almost sense a smile in his words.
"It's exactally what I wanted."
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I feel like such a pervert right now, and I'm loving every minute of it.
I've wanted to do an L/Near ficlet for a while now (okay, a month) but I'd never guess that Near would be Gender Switch!Near. Aww, he'd be a cute girl :D
Sarah, I know you're gonna review to tell me what a big pervert I am, and quiet honestly...I agree.
Please review my lovely readers!