Chapter 2
The boys walked over to the white haired figure sitting all alone. 'This was going to be perfect,' Mello thought. He searched the boy for at least a little sign of fear but as usual he found not a trace of emotion. The white haired boy looked over at his two assailants. They sat down next to him completely blocking off his ways of escape. The boy kept his calm and emotionless posture and vacant eyes as he reached for a lock of his hair. He twirled it around his index finger and looked down at the table. The blonde looked at him with pure hatred across his face. Just the thought of Near drove him crazy; his always not caring of what happened and that 'I am better than you' attitude of his. He hated everything about him. Matt looked at his best friend and then at the boy between them. Mello had been talking a lot about how he was going to get Near back for all the things he supposedly did just to annoy him. He was actually nervous for what was going to happen next. Mello stared at the boy and started to growl out words. "So, what is a little sheep like you doing here?"
"I am simply eating my food, Mello. Was I doing something wrong?" Near explained.
"Near, Just shut up. What are you doing here all by yourself and with that stupid doll?"
"….."
"You are thirteen and still play with dolls. What do you think L is thinking right now? If I were L I definitely wouldn't choose someone who still plays with dolls at thirteen. What are you six?"
"Mello, isn't L though. I do not play. I own them that is true but I do not play." Mello reached over and snatched the robot that was set gently on the table in front of Near. He saw the boy's eyes light up even for only a second. He looked at it and started to pull its limbs in and out and observed its flashing lights as you touched the back. Near simply looked at Mello messing with his toy. He couldn't get it back by force that was for sure but he thought if he just waited all he had to do was out wait him and wait till Mello got bored with it. He decided this was the best plan until Mello rose and started to talk to Matt.
"Hey, Matt lets go. This guy is starting to piss me off," Mello spat out.
"Okay, hey aren't you going to give that thing back. Kids would start to talk about if they saw you with that," Matt said calmly.
"Why? I don't give a fuck what the others say. I beat them at everything else anyway. Besides, I will just beat them up if they say anything."
"….." Mello stormed away from the table leaving final words to hang in the air. He said, "If you want this back, Near, you are going to have to come to my room and beg for it. You better be ready to gravel."
He walked away and his best friend and partner-in-crime looked back at Near only to see a emotionless saddened figure. He thought for a moment, 'Did we really hurt Near this time? He is never going to get that toy back.' He sighed and kept moving along behind his best friend. He somehow felt guilty over what he and Mello had just done. He walked on thinking of a plan to get that toy back for Near. Near thought in horror as he watched Mello walk away with his precious Megatron, his only item that he cared for. He had to go to Mello's room. He HAD to get his toy fighter back but he needed to do it the least embarrassing way possible and he knew just how to do it.