CHAPTER FOUR HAS ARRIVED! Weeee Im really happy right now because I got reviews AND I SAW THIS ON SOME PEOPLES FAVOURITES LIST :D

If you dont like people getting drunk and singing Rick Astley songs, skip the last paragraph xD

Ik Near was meant to be really badly wounded but I just couldn't bring myself to write anything too harsh so sorry to anyone who was expecting a blood bath T-T

Does anyone think Aaron's cool? I do xD Sure he's an OC but I can't help thinking he's awesome! Still, I invented him so I guess it's natural. Wait...I invented Dallas and Liner too but they suck...e.e

Your probably wondering why im still lecturing you so I'll shut up now and let you read xD

ENJOY AND PLEEEASE R&R!

BTW THANK YOU TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE REVIEWED THIS STORY AND AN EVEN BIGGER THANK YOU TO THE ONES WHO ADDED IT TO YOUR FAVOURITES!!!!

"Uh Mello are you okay...?" said Matt awkwardly, "You've gone pale." Mello said nothing. He just looked at his friend then turned back to whatever he was looking at.

Matt frowned and pulled himself to his feet.

"Mello what..." he trailed off, following Mello's gaze.

There just behind Dallas's bed lay Near, bloody and limp. His clothes were missing and his hands were tied so tightly behind his back that they had gone black.

The albino's eyes were covered by a black blindfold and there were huge bruises all over his torso as if somebody had been repeatedly stamping on his ribs.

"Near?" whispered Matt, walking towards him.

The young albino flinched away as he heard Matt come closer and two tears rolled down his blooded cheeks.

"Relax, it's just me. Matt," he murmured.

Confusion appeared on the seemingly younger boy's face and he turned his head to face him properly, even though he couldn't see because of the blindfold.

"Oiy! I'm here too!" snapped the temperamental blonde from nearby.

Matt rolled his eyes.

"Matt you dyke! Give me your jacket."

"Uh, why?"

"Because I don't like having the misfortune of looking at Near when he's naked."

Colour flushed into Matt's face and he instantly pulled his odd furry jacket off, placing it over Near to cover him. It was then when Mello noticed the other boy's hands.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed, pulling the jacket down so he could get to the binds.

"Matt his hands! They're black!"

Near remained silent as the ropes and blindfold were removed. The moment he could see again, he wrapped the jacket around himself and stared up at the two older boys. His left eye was covered by a huge bruise and blood oozed slowly from his bruised purple lips. There were deep red gashes on his back that looked like they had been made with a belt or whip of some sort.

"Thank you," he said hoarsely, lowering his head.

For the first time in his entire life, Mello felt sorry for the boy. Although he himself had beaten Near on many occasions, he would never do this. It wasn't right. It was inhuman.

"Mello you should take him back to his room. I'm gonna go see if I can find Aaron. If Dallas has reached him too then I'll freakin' kill him."

For once Mello didn't try to stop him.

Once the redhead left, Mello turned to Near and sighed.

"What they did to you...it's just plain wrong. That's why I'm helping you. It doesn't mean I like you, okay? In fact I think you suck. Understood?"

Near nodded his head.

"Mello dislikes me but he dislikes what Dallas is doing so he is going to help me. Correct?"

"...Whatever."

A sigh escaped the blonde's lips as he leaned forward and lifted Near bridal style off the bed, making sure he was covered by Matt's jacket. Near wrapped his arms around Mello's neck and rested his head on his shoulder. Mello looked down at him and he managed to hold back a smile.

Near was, without doubt, very cute indeed.

Matt sighed to himself. Where could Aaron be?! He'd been searching for about fifteen minutes and there was no sign of the boy. Maybe he went back to the party?

It wasn't unlikely.

The redhead ran his hands through his thick burgundy hair in exasperation. All he needed to do was check that Dallas and the others hadn't caught up with him. Excluding the teachers.

Suddenly a fat chef with greasy brown hair pulled back in a ragged ponytail began charging – well waddling very quickly – towards him.

"I'VE GOT 'IM!" yelled the he-she.

It was then that Matt remembered that the staff would need him in the office, too; therefore he was also going to be chased.

"Awww come on! I just got away from you guys!" he whined.

Four more teachers whirled around the corner after the fatty and all five of them yelled for him to stay where he was.

"Not a chance," muttered the gamer as he turned and raced away in the opposite way.

Oh great. Here we go again!


Near winced ever so slightly as Mello gently wiped the blood from the smaller boy's back with a soft white cloth. Near was laid on his bedroom floor on his stomach, wearing a fresh pair of white pyjama bottoms. There was a bowl of water near his elbow and Mello was using it to clean and sooth the huge lashes on the albino's abused flesh. He sighed slightly and continued to wash away the crimson blood.

"Mello is annoyed?" asked Near quietly.

Mello put the cloth back into the bowl then swiftly removed the ribbon from his hair. His ponytail fell apart, blonde hair falling back into its original style.

"No I'm just...thinking."

A slight frown appeared on Near's bruised lips but he didn't want to anger Mello by asking anything so he remained silent. Mello lifted a roll of bandages out of the first aid kit.

"Sit up," he ordered.

Near obeyed at once and shifted into an awkward squatting position. Mello leaned closer to him and began to carefully wrap the delicate white bandages around his chest and torso. He was too busy tending to his rival's wounds to notice that the younger boy was blushing.

"All done," whispered the blonde, sending shivers down Near's spine.

Mello stood and lifted a fresh white shirt off Near's pristine white bed and handed it to him. As Near's hands took hold of the fabric, Mello's eyes widened and he grabbed both of the younger boy's wrists, pulling his hands up to his eyes.

Near stared in shock and confusion as Mello stared at his fingertips.

"Your nails!" he croaked.

Where each of Near's nails should have been was a red raw bit of blooded flesh.

"Dallas decided it would be best to remove them. I tried to object but I had no say in the matter so he went ahead and did it anyway..."

Mello narrowed his ice blue eyes. "What else did they do to you?"

Matt threw open the doors to the main hall and dived inside. The party was still raging and people were still crowded all over the place.

It would be a perfect place to hide.

The redhead slipped between group after group of people, heading towards the dance floor. There was no way they'd be able to get to him here, or so he hoped. It seemed that somebody must have put alcohol in the drinks because everybody who Matt saw was incredibly drunk. He ducked behind a pair of older students who were dancing badly and shouting to each other about a donkey or something.

After about ten minutes he decided the teachers had given up.

Forget Aaron, he can handle himself! Besides Dallas and his mates will be too busy looking for Near to bother with him. It's time I had some fun!

If Matt had looked, he would have noticed three of the older students in the orphanage following a familiar black haired male out of the hall.

"We need to tell Roger! You can't let them get away with this!" Mello snarled.

Near twirled his hair with his now bandaged hand, thinking.

"If Roger is informed about this incident, Mello would also be in trouble because Dallas would tell them of the times when Matt and you bullied me as well," he said calmly.

Mello swore quietly.

"That isn't fair! Me and Matt broke your puzzle and hit you now and then. That's all! Dallas and those other bastards...they...they..."

Mello couldn't finish the sentence.

He just couldn't find the right words.

Near watched him through his large grey eyes then smirked. The blonde scowled.

"What's so funny?!" he growled.

"I find it amusing that Mello suddenly cares for me even though yesterday he wished I was dead."

Shock swept across Mello's face. He didn't care about Near! Near could burn in hell as far as he was concerned. Well actually maybe not burn in hell. Just...go to hell and...not burn? Near was too cute to have his delicate skin burnt! Wait...

What.

The.

FUCK?!

Near wasn't cute! He was a disgusting know-it-all who probably ate his own toys.

"I don't like you at all and I'm not your friend. Get over it! I just think Dallas went too far, that's all," he snapped.

The smirk remained on Near's face but he didn't provoke the blonde any further. Mello studied him then sighed and stood up.

"Look, it's getting late. I should go now, besides you need sleep! You look exhausted."

Near finished buttoning up his shirt then looked up as the older boy walked towards the door.

"Wait!" he called a little too sharply, fear rising in the depths of his round grey eyes, "Don't go yet!"

Mello stared at him oddly and instantly Near regretted speaking.

When Mello made it clear that he wasn't going anywhere until Near explained, the albino turned away and muttered, "I fear that those boys may return once they notice my absence. I was hoping that maybe you would just stay with me a while? Just in case..."

Mello's gaze softened.

"I suppose I could stay for an hour or so..."

Matt staggered throughout the orphanage.

"WERE NO STRANGERS TO LOVE! Something, something, something...NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP! NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN! NEVER GONE RUN AROUND AND...SOMETHING...!" he sang loudly, slurring each word.

Alongside from the messy clothes, ragged hair, missing footwear and goggles – it was fair to say Matt was more than a little drunk. He pulled himself towards the only white door in the hallway and shoved it open to reveal a neat room filled with only pristine white things. On the bed a blonde haired teenager lay snuggled up against a younger albino boy. They had their arms wrapped around each other and the albino's head was resting on the blonde's chest. Judging by their breathing, it was obvious to tell they were asleep.

Matt stared at them for a few seconds then yelled, "GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY BATHROOM."

They didn't even twitch.

The redheads face twisted in confusion as he closed the door and began to stumble away.

"Bastards..."

Matt pwnz, does he not? xD

If your wondering about the dude with black hair who left the party, that was Aaron. Just if you didn't remember he has black hair :P

For every review you give me, Matt and Mello like eachother a little more so R&R if you want some adorable Matt and Mello fluff! Or some smexy lemonz ^^

Linda:So Nears straight?! :D

Matt:Uh...suuure...if you want him to be...