The game was sickening. Near frowned as his heart increased in the beating speed. His emotions were fighting to react in the mos preposterous way thinkable.. Pleasure. It was against what Near believed in, but Near didn't believe in this game quite much either, now did he? Damn. Near wanted a puzzle. He was actually craving one, even in his current position.
The man refused to cease. Stubborn, this man is. Well, I can be stubborn too. Near froze all motion and emotion that was threatening to break loose. He would let the man have his 'fun', but he swore that no emotion would leak through his posture.
Near could tell that the man was getting impatient who wouldn't? Like, your shoving your dick in this kids mouth, and he appears not to give a fuck.
Near began to imagine to was doing a puzzle.. His mind did in fact began to wander. He saw himself doing a puzzle, then someone stepped on the puzzle, making it bend to where it would possibly never be re-completed.
The person bent down and despite the sorrow in his heart, Near was happy to see the puzzle smasher. Mello was squatted in front of him. Near, again, showed no emotion.
"You stepped on my puzzle."
"So?"
"Now I have to retrieve another one."
"Get over it. Find something else to do. I mean, really, Matt has his damn DS, you have your faggot puzzle. Like, what the hell? What did I get?" Mello was whining again.
Near frowned. "You have you chocolate."
"Oh my god! I have a fucking food. Whoop-de-fucking-doo!" Mello sat down with a 'hmph' on Near's puzzle.
"I don't see your dilemma here, Mello."
"Of course you don't. All you see is my ass on your puzzle!"
"Not necessarily. I do, indeed, see your backside on my puzzle, but I also see our surroundings and such. Your dilemma here doesn't seem all that great. Yes, Matt has his DS, and I have my puzzles, but they are what keep us entertained. You seem to become entertained by irritating us, no?"
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
"..I do believe I am Near."
"Smart ass."
"Thank you."
Mello let out a huff of frustration and Near smiled in his weird-cocky smile he has. His lips were upturned and he looked like a kid.. A normal one who just received a boatload of money. It was abnormal.
"Whats so funny?" Mello was staring at Near quite peculiarly. It made Near stop smiling. So much for humor.
"Oh? Nothing."
"..Are you bipolar?"
"Not that I recall. I could ask you the same, and then some."
"Fuck you."
Near went silent and stood to go retrieve another puzzle, boredom building slowly. As he began to walk, a hand grabbed his leg and Near stumbled, almost falling. He look back at Mello. "Yes?"
"Where are you going?"
"To get another puzzle since you destroyed mine.."
"But I'll sit on it too."
"Then I'll get another. No issue."
"What if you run out?"
"Then I'll tell Roger I need more, and then I will go to my room and build something."
"I'll tear it down."
"God your annoying."
Mello went to say something else, but the images were ripped out of Near's mind.
"Where the hell were you, dip shit?" The man replaced the happiness that had been in Near's heart for a moment dissolve into agony, pain, and fear.
No, Near wasn't in terrible pain, yet, but his body ached in numerous places, he felt disgusting, dirty, and voilated, and worst, there was a horrible taste in his mouth. Nothing occupying it, just a taste. Heh. At least it was a plus..
Near didn't really process the question. It just like hung there in the air. Near was barely able to process that his cheek stung as well. He probably had gotten slapped again. Near was becoming immune to the slaps, so it was no big deal.
"No where." Near's mouth moved and his vocal chords worked without his knowledge. All Near wanted to do was go back to his daydream and stay there until it became reality.
"Are you talking smart to me?"
..Now where did he get that idea?
"No, sir."
"That's what I thought. Stupid puss bag." Near was kicked in the face and he fell back against the wall. "Be happy I need to go take a break, and wash my dick off, or else you'd be in some shit." Near stopped himself from smiling in his cocky-weird way. I mean, wasn't it a least bit numerous that the man thought that being held against your will, somewhere only God knows, probably naked (Near couldn't tell anymore), being raped, and tons of other crap happening to you is a walk in the park.
Near jumped slightly when the door slammed shut. ..What was happening to him? Near never jumped at anything, much less a door shutting.
Come on. Pull yourself together, Nate. Someone will find you, and it will all go away... Near repeated that, and fought back a sob at how untrue that was.. No one would ever find Near, would they? And even if they did, it wouldn't go away. They'd kill him, the people.. And Near knew he could never look at Mello, Roger.. No one ever the same..
Why couldn't he just die?
No. It wasn't his time, and he'd be damned if these worthless bastards would do it for him. No. He'd die by the hand of God, or he'd go down fighting. He needed to find an escape route, and a plan. Before he was lost with no point of return..
He wasn't to late yet, right?
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Roger sighed in frustration. No where. Near was missing, and Roger would eat the entire orphanage if Near ran away. What would be the point in it? He had what he wanted. Puzzles, friends, life, education. What more would he want?
Near had no parents so he couldn't run to them..
The lady did it. That was that. No one else could have, or would have done it.
Knowing it might not do it any good, Roger went to the security room. It was empty, all cameras running. Roger took the tapes from the playroom for today..
He then walked back to his office, and dialed a number he vaguely ever called. It rang twice before it was answered.
"This number is unavailable." Roger hit 7 numbers, and the phone rang again.
"Hello?"
"Watari?"
"Yes, Roger, what is it?"
"We have a problem."
"..What is it?"
"Near River went missing."
"Hm? Are you sure?"
"Yes. I've searched the premises, and I have a suspect."
"I understand. I'll put you through to L.. Is that what you what?"
"Yes."
"Hold please."
Roger sat for about.. 2 minutes before a synthesized voice picked up the phone.
"Roger?"
"Yes, L. Are you updated on the current situation."
"I have been told of Near missing. So its true?"
"I'm afraid so."
"You have a suspect?"
"Yes, I have the tape, would you like me to send it to you?"
"No. I will be moving to your current location as soon as possible. Watari will arrange a meeting place. I will see you then."
The line went dead.
L was on the case. Near would be fine..
Right?
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
L frowned. Hm. Near was missing. Who would take an albino kid, though?
No one even actually visited Wammy's..
L bit the tip of his thumb.
Little boy..
Innocent...
Albino..
Smart as hell...
"..I see."
L stood up and walked over to Watari.
"Watari, I'm going to need transportation to the closest hotel to Wammy's. I don't care the price, but I want to make sure that its private. I don't want anyone walking in, that OK?"
Watari nodded. "On it, Ryuzaki."
L nodded and went back to his seat. He picked up something coated in chocolate and ate it.
"It obvious that it was most likely a pedophile. There could be numerous people whom are waiting. Hm.. I say we have about 27 hours to find Near, before the percentage of finding him goes below 25 percent. I believe that they won't leave the country, but its a slight possibility.."
L frowned. He had some work to do.
x-x-x-x-x-x
Mello rested his head against the wall. It could have been any of them there, but why Near?
Not that he cared.. Ah hell. He wasn't going to go through the arguing stage again today.. Maybe later.
He angrily bit into chocolate. Mello was moody again, and he didn't feel like talking to anyone..
Dammit.. Everyone can tell when he's pissed, can't they?
There was a knock at the door, and in came Matt.
"Hey, Mel, what's up?"
"Nothing."
Matt looked up from the game he had. "You look sad."
"No shit."
"What's wrong?"
"Didn't I say nothing?"
"Didn't I say you looked sad and you answer 'no shit?'"
"God your annoying."
"Wow. Usually Near's around when you say that."
"Well, he isn't. Can you leave?"
"Not till I know what's wrong."
"God your a stubborn persistent asshole, aren't you?"
"Your just realizing that?"
"Somehow."
"Mh."
There was a slight awkward silence which Mello loved greatly.. He could thin--
"So what's wrong?"
"I sware to God I'm going to kick you in your dick."
"I'll throw your chocolate away."
"Not if I throw your DS away."
"Not if you want to live."
"Oh, so you'll kill me?"
"Just maybe."
"Can you do it now?"
"So something is wrong. What is it? You can tell me.. Ya know?" Matt sat down at the end of the bed, and looked at Mello.
"Near's gone. Some creepy rapist lady took him."
"So? That means your first now, doesn't it?"
"No! It means that I have no competition anymore, and that its all going to be easy! Your no competition. Your behind me. Now I don't have anyone to kick, and to make feel bad except you, and you never listen!"
"Oh thanks, love you do. And besides, Near doesn't listen either."
"He does listen! He always replies."
"Dude, he never replies except with smart ass comments. Why do you care so much anyway?"
"I don't.." Oh shit, not this again.
"Oh stop shitting me, Mello. I've known you a long time. You act like your in fucking love with Near, and it pisses me off! You know that we have something together, but you consist of always talking to Near and ignoring me! Why do you think I always play my damn games? Because you ignore me and dedicate all your time to Near and your stupid competition."
Mello never realized that Matt was such a dramatic person. "Look, Matt, I'm sorry, but Near.. Near makes me feel like there's a reason to fight, and your just the following person. I do love you, but Near overpowers you greatly. It kills me to think that someone is taking advantage of him in his current state. Wouldn't you be if I was taken? I mean sure, we've had our rivalries, but that doesn't mean anything. Sure, maybe he is like a brother to me on the outside, but on the inside.. I dunno. All this shit confuses me and I don't know what to think. I don't want to be gay, its sinning, and I don't like sinning, but..
"Matt, I love you and all, but this thing between me and Near.. I dunno what it is. I have feelings for you both.. God. This shit confuses me.. Can you leave me alone for a few?"
Matt didn't answer yes or no. He left the room and slammed the door as hard as he could. Who cared anymore? Not Matt.
Mello frowned. He just seemed to piss everyone off today. Mello would wait a few before deciding it was time to go bother Roger about Near and see if he's done anything.
Everything would work out fine..
Just fine..
It had to..
Right?