Chapter 5
"Hey, Near left one of his stupid dolls laying in here." Mello hissed as he grabbed the toy, "What is it doing here anyway?"
"I don't know," Matt said as he looked under the bed. He stared at the white thing under the bed and now in Mello's hand. It looked exactly like Near and usually Near's things did look like the person they were modeled after, but would have a tint of 'creepy' on them. This one looked like the equal of an angel.
Mello roughly reached for it and squeezed it. Just then it squirmed. He was shocked and opened back up his hand. It was alive. "What the hell?!" Mello screamed.
"What? What's wrong, dude."
"This…this thing just squirmed!"
Near's ears were on fire from Mello's loud and boisterous voice. It rang in his abnormally small ears. "If Mello would quiet down it would be much appreciated," the little white albino squeaked.
"Near? Near is that you?" Matt questioned as he took a closer look to what was exactly on Mello's palm. He looked tired, very tired, but other than that he looked like same old Near, but this time only 2½ inches tall. "How did you get that way?"
" Yes, it is me and I do not know. One moment I was normal sized and the next moment I was the height of one of my own figures," Near squeaked because he could only talk so loud. Mello was forced to be quiet as Matt and Near had their conversation; he could barely hear Near when he was normal sized but now it was even harder. He wondered how Near had gotten like that but more importantly why was he in his room.
"Near, how the hell did you get in here? If anything you should be in the common room or in your own," Mello said as he glared down at the poor white thing in his hand. It was so hard to be mean to him now. He just looked so completely innocent and like a little fluffy hamster. He couldn't show that though, over his dead body would he do that. Near looked down at his socked covered feet. He couldn't tell Mello what he did could he? He might squeeze him or even worse, drop him. He wouldn't survive something like that.
"I-I went to get my toy fighter back….," Near squirmed in his hand while moving his body nervously because of what might come. Mello looked down at Near, he looked scared, but too scared to have only just tried to take the doll back. What else had he done?
"Near," Mello hissed as he tried to hold back his hand from closing into a fist around him, "What else did you touch? You can't possibly be this distraught over something as miniscule as that."
"I-I also…ate…," He didn't have time to say the rest because Mello had already clentched his fist and yelled as he stood up.
"SO IT WAS YOU!" He couldn't hold back his anger anymore. He had entered his room and now took his chocolate. That was the last straw until he remembered just how small Near was. He put back down his arm and released his hold on Near before it got to secure around the tiny person. Near was..trembling…he really was trembling. He looked over at Matt who only gazed back wide eyed. He looked like he had just seen Mello slit Near's throat open.
"Mello what did you DO!?" Matt screamed frantically. Mello had never heard Matt scream like that.
"Geez- Matt- calm down….," Mello looked at Near and guilt crept up his throat but he forced it back down, "Near," Mello nudged him with his free fingers, "Hey, it's fine… I won't throw you or anything." Near stopped trembling as hard as he was but couldn't help the uneasiness he felt being under Mello's, mostly his emotion's, total control. It was unnerving. He looked back up at him with his ashen eyes. Mello saw what only someone who has known Near for as long as he has would be able to notice, he was clearly afraid, and he couldn't hold it down.
"I-I am fine….," Near stood but stumbled back down on Mello's palm. So he tucked one leg under and resumed his normal sitting position.
'At least Near's tremoring has stopped,' Mello thought to himself, 'Now it will be easier for me to communicate with him and get him normal sized.' He looked over at Matt who was still in either shock of what was actually going on or that he was worried that he might actually toss Near. It was probably both. 'Shit, I am in deep this time.' "Okay," Mello began, "First we need to think exactly why Near is this tiny." He stood up and walked with Near in his hand over to the nightstand. He put him down by his shirt as 'gently' as he could. "Matt."
"Yeah?" Matt was bewildered but continued to stare at Mello, "What?"
"Ideas?" Mello reached into the drawer and grabbed a chocolate bar and bit off a piece.
"What? Are you telling me that Mr. Awesome Mello can't think of his own?" Matt started to laugh. Mello walked over to him and punched him on the shoulder.
"Would you shut up?" Mello started to laugh, "…..Mr. Number Three." The look that Mello got afterwards was a mixture of annoyance and whatever-anger. It made him laugh even more. He looked over at Near who was trying to act as normal as possible, but he was failing miserably. Mello looked over at Matt whose eyes were glued on Near on the nightstand. He had that look in his eyes that said what he was feeling. He had that feeling of 'Dawwwwww' when he looked at Near. Mello had no idea just why that was bothering him. He decided to dismiss the thought. He needed to get Near to normal size. He looked over at Matt again he still had that look in his eyes, he looked at Near and something in the back of his head screamed at him. He had to go outside to clear his head. Then, a knock was heard on the door. "Mello? Matt? Are you in there?" the voice said. The door knob turned.