Here's a cute fluffy...MelloxNear forever!!....ok...that's all I got...REVIEW!!
P.S. Mello drives a really nice car, like a black ferrari or Lambhorgini..something like that...I don't really know much about cars...but the car is intended to be black racing kind...
Talking
Near's POV
"Um M-Mello" I stuttered for some reason.
"Hmm?" the blonde moved his eyes away from the city lights to face me, with an eyebrow raised ever so slightly. In case you were wondering, we were parked next to a road (an empty one) and was currently sitting on the car bonnet, having a picnic in the middle of the night. Mello had dragged me out, saying I shouldn't stuff myself in the room all day (I've actually moved in with him), driving all the way up some mountain road, then stopped suddenly, saying, "So.. you hungry?"
"What is it?" I snapped out of my daydreaming.
"Oh, um, right…" I pulled my knees closer to my chest, averting my eyes away from the blonde, slowly I finally said, "Where does Mello go…um..I mean..in the afternoons and nights?" I wanted to ask that question for a long time now, in fact this was one of the few times that Mello spends the night with me. He usually comes back really late and stays with me until around noon then he's off again. I was starting to get suspicious, even though I know it was very immature to feel that way.
"I go to see my mistresses, of course" he said so nonchalantly.
"W-What?" My heart dropped, I felt very cold suddenly. No, Mello's just joking, I need to calm down. My nose became runny, and I was already sniffling, some tiny tears welding up, finally rolling down my cheeks, I quickly wiped them, only clearing the path for more tears to spill. Ugh, how did I get so emotional?
"H-Hey, I was just kidding," Mello moved closer, "I didn't mean it…I-Ugh!" He slapped his forehead, "I'm sorry." He wrapped an arm around my now quite bulging waist, pulling me closer, I instinctively rested my head on his shoulder.
I took in a few deep breaths, calming myself, feeling a little embarrassed by the outburst I just displayed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get emotional." voice still a little shaky, I tried my hardest to stop from blushing, it went in vain.
"It's okay, pregnant people get like that sometimes," he smiled, I was very surprised at how calm Mello has become, it's like the two of us had switch personalities with each other. Mello was now cool-headed and I was like the emotion volcano, just ready to erupt at any moment.
"I've been working on a case," Mello said after a moment of silence. I looked at him, wanting an elaboration. "It's a really tough one, but I'm, um, let's just say I know the suspect, sort of, I have information about it, so I've been working undercover."
My eyebrows furrowed, Mello's been working on a case? Without me? And he's exposing himself to danger?
I crossed my arms, trying to make a displeased look on my face, "Why didn't Mello tell me? I would have liked to work with him on the case as well." I sulked.
"No way." He said like an overly protective mother, "It's too dangerous. I don't want you getting yourself in that kind of bull." Please excuse his language.
"Hmph! So you just want me to stay at home and do nothing, no, and do everything you say." I pouted, realizing that my face could actually make so many expression.
"Yup, that sounds about right," he smirked. I immediately got angry with that statement, pushing away his arm and turning my back so that I wasn't facing him.
….silence…
'POP!' I turned around. That bastard! He just popped open a bottle of wine and was now sipping on a glass. "Can I have some?" I muttered, eyes looking far away. I couldn't help it, the way he drank it made it look so delicious.
"No" he answered plainly.
"I can't do anything!" I whined, "you're completely stealing my rights of freedom." I felt my blood boiling, I was so mad, the tears were starting to collect under my eye sockets again.
"Are you crying again?" he put away the glass on the car roof. "No" I mumbled, still sulking, "I'm not a child, I don't cry all the time."
Mello moved closer, holding my face in his hands, gently tracing his finger on my jaw, then finally resting it on my lower lip. "I want to take care of you." he sighed, "both of you. Can't you just do what I say? at least for now." His hand went to my rounded belly.
"Fine." I mumbled, finally giving in. He smiled sweetly, kissing me tenderly on the lips, it was very short, I was kind of disappointed, but held back a frown. "So" Mello uttered suddenly.
"So?" I tilted my head, questioning.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" He asked.
"Huh? It's…" I had no idea.
He gave me a look that made me feel a little guilty, "When was the last time you went for a checkup?"
"I..uh.." that was enough of an answer. "Near.." He shook his head, "I thought you were a genius. You should know about stuff like this." his blue eyes looked worried, "I'll take you to the doctor tomorrow." and that was that.
After that, there was a silence again, spare the occasional crickets, the two of us rested on the car, I snuggled on to Mello, staring up at the stars together with him.
"I hope it's a girl" I whispered, breaking the silence, "then we can call her Mone or Nema or Mene or-"
"What?" I was interrupted. "What kind of names are those? Near, you can't just jumble up both our names and give it to the baby." He shook his head, almost rolling his eyes.
"And why not?" I pouted.
"…"
"That's what I thought" I smiled victorious, then stuck a tongue out. "You little rascal." that was Mello's favorite nickname for me these days. He tickled me, hands running up my ribs, I giggled, trying to squirm from it. "When did you get so adorably cheeky?" he rubbed a thumb on my cheek.
"What do you mean? I've always been this way." I joked, earning myself another tickle. Mello brought his face to mine, his eyes suddenly very serious, but the smile remained.
"Will you marry me?"
I think this is my favourite chapter...Near's so freakin' playful and childish when she's pregnant...I love it!!.....I think I may seriously have to call it quits after this story...no more fanfic...*sobs*....Ah! I can't do it!.....Forgive my mumbling and please proceed to your REVIEWing..
