Chapter 3, Interruptions

Mello ran his tongue from Near's collarbone, up his neck, to lick the shell of Near's ear, which brought a broken cry through pink lips. He pinned the boy's arms above his head and began to suck on his neck, intending to leave another love bite on Near. It was too fun to play with the boy like this.

"Mello.." Near bit back a moan as Mello pinched his ass and looked up at him with an accomplished smirk.

"What is it, Near dearest~?" The blonde cooed, kissing the curve of his neck tenderly.

"Mello, I h--" Near was cut off by the sound of footsteps and voices coming from the hallway. The sound of a few children speaking to each other was barely audible through the door of the washroom.

"I think I saw Mello come through here!" Mello bit down on his lip an cursed under his breath at the mention of his own name. Right now he didn't need other children. The company he wanted was with Near. The boy did wonders at satisfying his needs.

"Here? But this is Near's hallway.. I don't think Mello would be here, of all places." A small chuckle, this time on Near's part. The ignorance of some people amused him endlessly. It caught Mello off guard. Near.. Laughed. He actually laughed. The blonde and leaned toward the small boy, bringing his lips by Near's ear and speaking in a low, hushed tone.

'You should laugh more often.. It sounds cute.'

Near flushed. Was that a compliment regarding something other than his ass?

"Yeaaahhh, I guess you're right. C'mon, he might be outside!" Then the sound of footsteps running off.

Mello brought his lips to the albino's and sliding his tongue in promptly after that, picking things off where they had left. The way Near tasted.. He was surprisingly sweet, yet the taste still was more subtle than chocolate; like a faint vanilla flavor. Though Mello loved chocolate more than anything, vanilla wasn't too bad either. Not when along with it the satisfaction of forcing emotion, noises and reactions off of his favorite plaything. He bit down on his lip and pulled away, the trail of saliva quickly getting washed away by the pouring water.

The blonde boy got up and turned the shower off. He took a towel and wiped off his own body. He then wrapped the towel around his waist. Mello went back to Near, took his hand, and lead him out of the small stall, grabbing another towel for Near. He gently ran it over Near's pale skin, which now thanks to him was no longer irritatingly flawless. It was now bruised with Mello's love bites located mainly around Near's neck, but also were placed selectively around his inner thighs, his lower back, and in various areas around his chest. After he finished drying Near off, Mello wrapped the towel around Near's waist as well.

Near felt even more blood rush to his face. Why was Mello being so.. So caring? It was almost like he was something precious that Mello did not want injured.. But then again, he could just be a toy to Mello, a current favorite toy that could be thrown away at any given time if a more amusing object of interest were to be found. Upon this thought, Near's heart became very heavy. He went on wondering why something so simple as the truth would make him feel so terrible, only stopping when he realized Mello was pulling him towards the door to the washroom, intending to go back to his own room.

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When they got to his room, Near was still thinking about what he possibly was to Mello, trying to figure out at this point why he cared at all. While Near was in mid-thought, Mello had walked up behind him and hugged him, having discarded his towel on the floor. "Oh-ho, what's this..?" Mello smirked, staring at the very same bulge in Near was absent-mindedly staring at. "Near, did I make you excited?" The chocoholic pulled Near tighter to his naked body, which did not in any way help the boy's forgotten situation at all.

"Mello.. It hurts." Near whispered. He wanted Mello to touch him. He needed Mello to touch him. And besides, it was starting to hurt.

"And what do you want me to do about it, little Near?" Mello teased, easing his hand into the towel and running a finger down Near's not-yet-fully-developed length. In response, Near took hold of Mello's finger and opened his mouth, beginning to suck on it slowly. Mello's face reddened, watching as Near added another finger, the smaller boy eventually getting around to sucking on 3 digits. He parted his lips, taking them out and looking back at Mello, blush dusting his cheeks.

"Please... Inside of me..."

That was definitely what he had wanted to hear. "Only if you insist," Mello responded, picking Near up bridal-style (which wasn't too hard considering Near weighed about 60 pounds) and taking him to the bed. Mello didn't bother to hesitate. He had situated Near on his back and had spread his legs. His fingers still slick with Near's saliva, were pressed inside the tight entrance one at a time. This would be the.. The 6th time this had happened? The sensations were still beyond amazing. The noises, the scent of lovemaking, the touches, the tastes.. Or maybe it was just Mello?

Near cried out in pleasure when he felt all three of Mello's fingers scissor inside of him. It was amazing how gentle Mello could be if he actually tried.

"Mello..!" That cry basically was like someone taking a hammer to the sad excuse for sanity Mello had left. Every single time he provoked a sound from Near's lips, he broke a little more. A small chip to his ability to keep hold of sanity, then another, then another.. He was at Near's mercy. No, no matter how long they were ever apart.. Near would be his drug. His addiction.. For life. He knew that for sure.

He placed himself at Near's entrance. He gripped pale thighs which were already bruised from times before, and began to ease himself inside. But then..

"NEAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"

The voice didn't belong to Mello. It didn't belong to Roger and it didn't belong to Matt. It sure as hell didn't belong to Near himself. The high-pitched tone of the voice and the oh-so familiar incessant and beyond irritating sound of a fist pounding at the door gave away the identity of the person immediately. Who else would bother to barge in Near's room besides Mello?

"Linda," Mello sneered.

"NEAARRR, OPEN THE DOOR OR I'M COMING IN~!" Near's eyes widened. Linda? Come in his room? While he was naked in this position? With Mello? Really, this day couldn't get any better for him.

Mello scrambled off the bed and took out a pair of his clothes he had left in Near's room for just this purpose in his dresser. He also took out clothes for Near, and threw them at the boy, motioning for him to get dressed. Mello scrambled into the small closet the albino had in his room and silently shut the door of it behind him.

Linda came in just as Near had done up the last button on his shirt. "Hello Linda," he said, staring up at her expressionlessly. He kept his thighs together, concealing the little dilemma Mello was aboutto solve before this stupid, stupid girl had interrupted.

"Near!" Linda said, cheerily, flopping onto his bed. At this time, Mello had managed to get his pants and his shirt on without a noise, which was pretty damn hard because Near's closet floor was littered with all kinds of toys, sadly none of them sexual in the least. Then again, that robot over there was shaped pretty conveniently..

"What is it that you want, Linda?" Near asked, curling a lock of his hair and studying the girl. Linda herself was so.. plain. Brown pigtails, an oversized sweatshirt and a skirt. Intrusive and ignorant. She was like all the other girls in the orphanage, except for one thing. She had an affinity for Near, which for whatever reason he couldn't decipher.

"I wanted to give you this!" Linda chirped. She shoved a small toy in his hands and ran off, giggling to herself.

The boy looked after her strangely, then looked down at the toy. It was a plush.. With white hair.. And white clothes.. It reminded him of a voodoo doll. How.. Not creepy at all.

"Mello.. You can come out now.." Near said. Mello came out immediately after that, nearly tripping on and landing on his face over an Optimus Prime action figure. He caught himself though and sighed in relief.

"What the hell did she want?" Mello asked, straightening the wrinkles out of his black long-sleeved shirt.

"..I do not know, Mello. She just came, gave me this," Near said, holding up the voodoo-esque toy. "And left." Mello walked over to Near took the toy in his hand and grimaced at it, then tossed it over his shoulder carelessly.

"That thing wasn't worth stopping what we had started." Near nodded in agreement, still going on curling the same lock of his hair.

"Though I do agree, I don't think I am in the mood to continue what we had started."

Mello sighed in agreement, taking a chocolate bar from the stash he had also kept in Near's room. He sat down beside his counterpart. After a few moments of silence, Mello had caught Near staring at him, blushing. "What is it, you shrimpy twat?"

Near leaned forward. A few inches away from his face, he could hear Mello's breathing.. Short and anxious.. His lips met with Mello's. It was a sweet, chaste kiss. Mello pulled Near onto his lap. He tangled his fingers around Near's damp curls as the small boy wrapped his arms around Mello's neck. After a few moments, Mello was unable to withstand both the weight and the pleasure and let his body relax, lying down on the bed, as he let Near take the top position. Fingertips ran up Near's shirt innocently. So soft.. He loved the feel of Near.. The taste of Near.. He loved.. Near..?

Surely he doesn't love Near himself, even if he was addicted to him. It was purely a sexual want, right? ..Right?

Mello broke the kiss and looked up at Near, his bewilderment evident in his ice-blue eyes. "Near.. I.. I.."

"Yes..?" Near whispered, kissing Mello's cheek shyly.

"I-I'll see you tomorrow, Near.." Mello said, easing Near off him. He got up and walked out of the room. Near stared after him with a confused look, then lied back down on his bed, sighing. That blonde.. He would be the end of him. He just knew it.

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Mello walked into his room, lying down on his bed. Already it felt strange being alone in a bed.. What was Near doing to him? He sighed exasperated, suddenly feeling very tired. He hugged his pillow and dug his face into it.

"Hey Mells!" Matt said, walking into the room, turning off his Game Boy Advanced and looking up at the other boy with a lollipop in his mouth. Mello responded with a tired, 'Nngggh...'.

"Tired, huh? Where've you been lately?" Mello replied with the same exact noise. "Really? Fascinating," Matt joked, plopping down on a green beanbag and kicking a few dirty magazines to the side. "Hey Mells, what's today?" The same sound again. Matt snorted and chucked a nylon football at Mello, hitting him in the arm.

With an angry grunt, Mello sat up, rubbed his arm and sighed. "It's the 16th, Matt."

"The 16th.. Only 9 more days." The gamer said to himself, smiling.

9 more days?.. In 9 more days would be the 25th.. Christmastime. Mello never got that holiday. He only liked it because he'd get free chocolate from everyone in the orphanage in exchange for him not to beat them to a bloody pulp.

"What about Christmas is so fascinating, honestly? I don't get what the hype is about a fat guy committing a crime by trespassing onto people's properties and leaving flammable, biohazardous toys small children could easily choke on?" Mello stated blankly, with little to no interest in his voice. Yup, Near was definitely rubbing off on him.

"No.. Not that.. I don't care about the presents this time. I mean, video games are fun; I just plan to do something with someone this year." Matt said. He avoided Mello's gaze, keeping his eyes on his blank Game Boy Advanced's screen.

"Well don't keep your panties in a knot, tell me what it is!" Mello said, throwing a pillow at Matt. Matt laughed and let the pillow hit his face, then fall to the floor onto something that looked like week-old pizza..

"No way in hell, man! You'll be angry."

"Angry?" Mello asked, wondering whether or not to eat the chocolate bar he had taken just yet.

"Yes, angry. As in mad. Annoyed. Peeved. Pissed off."

"I know what angry means, dipshit! I felt that emotion more than once! But I still wanna know what you're gonna do," Mello said, crossing his arms and blowing a lock of hair out of his face.

"I.. I wanna use a mistletoe on someone. There. Not telling you anymore." Matt said, burying his face in the pillow in embarrassment.

"Awwww! Matty-baby-boo wants to get his first wittle kiss! With who? With who?" the blonde said, walking over to Matt and pinching his cheeks, talking to him in baby talk, which really pissed Matt off.

"Cut it out, Mello. For your information, it's not my first!.. I've kissed someone before.. I.. I just wanna do it again. It's been a while."

"That's nice to know, but tell me who it is, damn it, I want to know!" Mello demanded, letting go of Matt's cheeks and getting an evil glint in his eye. "..Or I'll flush Mario down the toilet!"

Matt's eyes widened beneath the thick goggles. "You wouldn't."

"Oh I would.. If you don't tell me."

"But.. Mello.. Mario! Mother fucking Mario! You.. You can't do that to him! He's like Jesus, Mello, only in the form of an Italian plumber!" Matt mentally groaned, remembering Mello was the type of person would do anything he felt like, no matter what. "Fine.. It's.. It's gonna with be someone you know. I'm not saying anything else. You can't make me."

Mello bit the inside of his cheek and went back to the bed, thinking to himself for a few moments. There were only a few people he knew Matt would think get angry at for Matt wanting to kiss.

"..LINDA?! Oh god, Matt, you want to kiss LINDA?!" Mello accused, a look of pure disgust coming across his face.

"What?! Ew, no! Guess again, asshat!"

"Wait.. Don't tell me.. It's me.."

"Don't be stupid, Mello. I'm around you all the time. If I wanted to kiss you, I would have done it by now."

Mello sighed in relief and laid his head down on the bed, letting his muscles relax for a minute. Immediately upon realizing the only other possibility, he tensed up once more. "..Near."

Matt blushed, turning his gaze away from Mello yet again and confirming his worst nightmare. Mello shifted slightly, staring at Matt, wide-eyed. Matt wanted to kiss Near. Why Near of all people? Why couldn't Matt have liked someone else? Hell, he could have even leaned to cope if Matt had wanted Linda. But Near was his and his only.. If Mello had anything to say about it, that was how it was going to stay.

Forever.

A/N: (1)Situation- A pitched tent. A woody. A stiffy. A boner. AN ERECTION. That clear enough for ya? xD

Anyway, how did I do?! I know I held off on updating this.. For a really long time. I'm sorry. :c

I fail at drama and the element of surprise. I'm sorry.. I hope you at least enjoyed the lime and let that excuse me from the poor excuse of a plot I'm making~

I'm giving you all a hint on the next chapter because I'm nice like that.

Angry sex and a chocolate fetish. Oh yeah. I'm going there. All for you. NOW INSPIRE ME WITH REVIEWS THAT TELL ME TO HAUL ASS IN WRITING THE NEXT CHAPTER!

..I wonder why I've been ending every author's note with a caps-lock'd review whoring? Hm. Oh well. REVIEW/ALERT NAOPLZ.