11/22/11 at 10:32 p.m.

Update! I worked on this for a bit and decided to just go ahead and post it today, since it's ready and what not. Sorry if I overlooked grammatical errors or accidentally misuesed a word or something. I tried my best to avoid all that stuff.

~Luffles, Fairylust~

He moved over to the only window was in the room looking outside he was awed by the beauty of the night sky. There were millions of stars outside. They were like little, tiny souls hanging in the blue-black sky. A full ivory moon hung in the sky standing out from the rest of the planets and stars. Its beauty was amazing. Mello was amazed at how it contrasted from everything else around it.

He never realized any of this, until he felt he was dying. He felt it was amazing that he never thought of looking at any of this until just then. It really hurt him to think of himself or Near dying, but then he consoled himself thinking of how the sparkling stars were millions of souls and that they would join them if they did die. He wasn't sure if they would or not but decided before he left the window that he would trust the adults.

Mello sure felt like he were dying from the pain in his shoulder.

Shaking in agony he went back to put the needle back in his hand. It wasn't easy and it hurt real badly. He managed to do it though. Feeling a little better after a minute or two he let himself get ready to go to sleep, as he stared over at Near's still form. He wasn't so convinced that they weren't going to die, but felt content knowing he'd have company nearby, at least, if he did and wouldn't be alone when it happened. Mello soon turned his head so he was staring at the ceiling.

Inhaling and exhaling softly he soon drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

It was two days later when L carried Mello out of the hospital. He felt the boy shake in his arms like he was freezing. The temperature out was fairly humid. It made him worry that Mello had gotten the flu from how much he shivered. His arms were wrapped around L's neck weakly, his chin rested on the man's shoulder. Mello kept his eyes closed feeling bad that they couldn't take Near with them. Their heart to heart talk made the blonde quiver and his heart ache faintly.

"He'll be okay?" Mello asked as he curled up in the backseat of the car, feeling too tired to bother noticing Light was the driver. "Near won't…get any worse, will he? He'll be okay?"

"Yes." L replied quietly. "Near should be fine."

And this wasn't a lie, but it was not true either. While there were signs of physical recovery the mental anguish he was enduring seemed to be rather intense and lingered. He was certainly going to need to see a counselor, which L had hoped to avoid. If anyone was going to see a shrink he had hoped to skip Near and just check Matt or Mello in. Near had always just seemed put together better than they did, but after this….

"When is he coming back?" Mello asked quietly. "Will he be back soon?"

"Next week or so." L promised.

"No lying?" he asked glowering at his father from where he sat shaking. "You aren't just saying stuff to make me feel better? You aren't lying so I don't cry or panic? It's all true and nothing but the truth? No lies at all?"

"No." L said softly glancing back at the shaking blonde. "No lying, Mello. It is true. His condition is getting better."

"He won't die?"

L shook his head feeling exasperated with having to answer the same question. Mello finally looked pleased and buried his face in his trembling hands, his knees at his chest, and hair framing his face a little bit. Frightened for his brother Mello started to mutter prayers that he hoped neither of the elder men could hear. He didn't think either of them would understand. They were all just too different from each other when he thought about it hard enough.

When they got home Mello hesitated from entering the house feeling uncertain about coming back. Things were obviously different. First of all, Mello noticed how close his father was to his baby sitter and he also felt the silence from within creep out and wrap around him like a net. It was like the silence wanted to pull him into a world of misery. Mello understood things clearly now. He knew Light had won. He was staying, most likely.

"Mello? Is something the matter?"

He stared stupidly at them reluctant to accept that silence, to accept Light. If he did that meant he was giving up L. And if that happened….

"You look pale. Are you okay?"

Cliffhanger! This should keep some of you guys reading.

;3 Lol. XD

~Luffles, Fairylust~