AN/ I disavow this story. Am no longer writing this thing….my bottle of rum is. I am so f*ing drunk MY BETA disavows this chapter

BETA'S A/N

This was quite fun~ ^_^ Done at midnight with a drunk author and much banter. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did (even though Darkwish totally wussed out. You'll see what I mean.)

The cool wind whipped by the two boys, carrying a few leaves with it. They stared at each other for a few moments, one with a look of mild amusement on his face, and the other in complete shock.

Standing there in his white-clad feet was Near. His clothes, blank as a canvas, shone brightly against his skin. A halo of light surrounded the top of his hair, while his face was nearly silhouetted by the sun. Mello peered up at Near, somewhat blinded by the white.

"Near? Outside? Damn, I'm drunker than I thought," Mello sputtered.

Near studied Mello closely. "Actually, you appear to be more sober than I've seen you in quite a while, Mello" Near said.

Mello blinked intelligently at that pronouncement. He reached up and rubbed his eyes before responding.

"Your socks will get dirty." He said.

"Mello is correct. But this outing was necessary for your health, Mello," the albino said calmly.

"My health? What are you talking about, Near?" Mello asked.

Near sighed slightly, looking into Mello's eyes. Dark blue met onyx, and Mello couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine. "Am I driving you to drink, Mello? Would it be better for me to stay away…" he asked, his lips quirking up at the corners, "or come closer?"

Mello swallowed thickly a few times before answering.

"Closer. Much… Much closer." Mello said, his throat going dry.

A tiny smirk graced Near's face as he moved closer to the bewildered blonde. "What would Mello like me to do now?" Near asked, amusement in his voice.

Mello's eyes took on a glint. He signaled for Near to sit. "Down here." He said.

Near slowly sunk to his knees infront of the seated Mello.

Mello licked his lips and gently took the front of Near's jammies in his fist. He slowly pulled Near closer, giving him plenty of time to pull away. Slowly and softly their lips met in the sweetest kiss ever seen at Whammy's house.

It was like lightning running down both of their spines. Near moaned into the kiss making Mello whimper in response.

Mello's hand fell away from Near's pajamas to rest on his hip. They slowly deepened the kiss. Near's hands rested on Mello's shoulders, then slowly drifted down his arms.

Mello's hand tightened on Near's hip, then slowly moved around to the front of Near's jammies. He gently ran his hand over Near's length.

"Nngh."

Near let out a short, low noise that halted Mello's hand.

Near gently nibbled on Mello's lower lip, before pulling back. He ran his hands back up Mello's arms to rest on his collarbones.

"Like this," Near said, running his hands down Mello's chest to stop at his nipples. Near ran his thumbs back and forth over the nubs, and watched. He found himself pleased as Mello's head fell back and a low groan was dragged from him.

Mello slowly ran his hands up to the other's nipples, running his fingers across them slowly.

"Like that?" Mello asked breathlessly.

Near nodded and let his fingers drift lower, tantalizing Mello's belt buckle.

Mello's hands echoed Near's, slowly making their way down.

After that, Mello's world devolved into soft touches and hot breaths. The whole world seemed to come apart at the seams and reassemble itself, with Near sitting on top of him, and a sticky wet mess between them.