Part 3
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L.N.M.M.L.N.M.M.L.N.M.M.
L smiled. "Hello, Near."
Near didn't care who saw. He smiled, despite the fact that he couldn't place his own thought pieces together. "How are you here?"
L looked back and seemingly started talking to the air. "It worked."
Near looked behind L but didn't see anything besides his toys and his desk. He frowned the tiniest bit and made his face blank again. "Who are you talking to?"
Unbeknownst to Near, Mello was throwing a tantrum. Why could he see L but not him and Matt? He growled and stomped over to Near, pushing L out of the way and getting right in front of his face. "Near! Hey, Near! I'm right here!"
Near just looked at L questioningly, completely seeing through Mello. That pissed him off. "Don't ignore me! What am I, a ghost?!"
"Yeah, you are," Matt retorted.
"Shut up."
Matt shrugged. "It's true. And I dunno why but he can see L and not us."
Although you could not see it on his face, Near was getting frustrated. "L? Who were you talking to?"
L ignored Near and turned to look at the others. "You have to really want for Near to see you."
Matt's eyes brightened as he understood what L was saying. He wished that Near could see him so that he could talk to his younger brother and stuff.
Near turned his head when he saw some red hair from the corner of his eye. Matt smiled brightly and waved.
Near nodded once. "Matt."
"Hiya, Near."
Said white-haired detective blinked and looked around, sitting up on the edge of the bed with one leg underneath him and the other close to his chest. "Where's Mello?"
"Right in front of you, actually."
Mello attempted to whack him upside the head, momentarily forgetting he couldn't do that anymore, and watched the younger boy shiver slightly when his hand passed right through his head.
"I am assuming that was Mello trying to hit me on the head."
"Your assumption is correct, Near," L said walking back to the computer chair and crouching on it.
Near hmm'd. "What's wrong, Mello? Don't you want me to see you?"
Mello couldn't help but chuckle quietly. Still the same provoking, little Near. I guess some things simply never change.
Smirking, he allowed himself to be seen by Near.
"Ah, there you are. It's nice to see you again, Mello."
"Sure, sure, save the greetings for some other time." He reached over wanting to ruffle Near's hair and became utterly shocked when his hand actually made solid contact with his head, therefore messing up the younger's hair.
Near looked at it and back at Mello with bored eyes, raising a finger to twirl in his hair.
Matt gasped. "How did you do that, Mello? Let me try!" He jumped up and ran up to Near's bed, pushed him, succeeding on surprising him and knocking him to the floor. "Awesome, Near! You're the first solid thing I've been able to touch since I died!"
Near looked up from the floor to Matt. "Glad to be of assistance," he said in what was supposed to be a sarcastic manner but came out as monotone as his voice usually sounded. He didn't remember Matt being that playful when he was alive but maybe, dying changed you.
L's eyes shone with curiosity. He leaped off the chair and crouched in front of Near, successfully poking him on the cheek.
Near's eyes widened slightly. What was with everyone?! Acting so out of character… Perhaps they were simply excited about someone being able to see them and being able to touch something solid.
"Hmm… That's interesting. It seems when we allow ourselves to be seen by someone, we can also touch them," L mused. "I wonder… Near, hit me."
"…Pardon?"
"Hit me."
"Why would I do such a thing? I see what you are trying to do but perhaps there's a different way…" Near stood up and stood in front of Matt. He stared him for a few seconds before he shoved him. The action took Matt by surprise and he fell through the computer desk and through the floor.
Near stared indifferently and Mello watched on in amusement as Matt floated back up the floor, his arms crossed across his chest and a small pout decorating his lips. "That's wasn't very nice."
L smiled. "I was right."
Near watched as L got caught up in his own musings, bringing his thumb to his lips once again as he stared at the ceiling; he watched as Mello still laughed at a pouting Matt. They were here. His brothers were here with him. He had his family back.
"I guess I was right," Near said, twirling a piece of his hair around his finger. He sat on the bed, the same position he was in before Matt pushed him off.
Mello's laughter quietly subsided. "About what?"
"You're all alive."
Matt shifted uncomfortably and placed his hands in his jean pockets. "Actually, Near, we're not. We're just ghosts."
Near smirked. "That's not what I meant. You're all alive."
"Would you mind explaining, Near?" L asked, having broken out of his thoughts when Near made his statement.
"You're all alive because the only truly dead are the forgotten."
