No one's P.O.V.
Mello and Nate walk towards the city, being cautious of anyone they happen to pass.
Mello looks to Nate and takes in the youngers looks.
Nate looks to Mello and their eyes meet for a second. Then Mello breaks the eye lock.
Nate puts a hand on Mellos bag, with the crown in it, tied around the side of his pants. He had put it there instead of carrying slung over his shoulder.
Mello's P.O.V.
I bite my lip as we continue to walk.
Damn that boy for being such a tease hiding his body to imagination. He could be hiding soft curves covered by baby soft skin. That ass most likely as plush as a new pillow.
I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts. What the hell is wrong with me!?
It's getting dark I notice after no longer shaking my head. We should find shelter soon.
"Probably unless its okay to wander around during the night." Nate speaks up.
"Huh?" I look at him again. Did I say my thoughts out loud?
"You said its getting dark and that we should find shelter soon." Nate explains.
"Oh right. Yeah we need to stay out of the night out here." I look away from him.
Near's P.O.V.
I share a look with Sweetie and she points to a small clearing.
I look and stop walking. I bring my hair that I am carrying closer to my body. "Mello. How about there?" I nod in the clearings direction.
He stops and looks at what I am talking about. "It'll do. I'll make a fire, you go sit down and see if you can think of any way for us to sleep tonight." He starts collecting rocks and sticks on the ground.
I go to the clearing and sit down on a log. Its cold but my feet hurt from all this walking so the price of resting means a cool butt then I'm okay with that.
Mello comes over and makes a circle with the rocks in the middle of the clearing. He puts a bunch of sticks into the center of the circle of rocks he made. He uses two spare rocks to strike against each other to make a spark and light the branches.
Once the fire is lit Mello moves the extra branches out of the fires reach and sits next to me on the log.
We sit there listening to the crackling of the fire.
Mello breaks the silence. "So listen… Why do you have my bag in plain sight? I could just take it and leave you right now."
My hand flies to the bag pulling it closer to me. "I have no way of hiding it any other way." I mummer softly. I look to him seeing him watching the fire. "Would you really take it and leave me?"
He looks to me and shakes his head. "I would not. I said I'd take you to the lights so to the lights it is."
I smile making him blink.
Mello's P.O.V.
This boy he feels important some how. I just cant remember why.
"So what about your parents?" I ask to start a badly wanted conversation.
He looks away. "Never knew my father but my mother is using my hair's power to keep her young. Shes a good mother but protective."
I look up at the sky as I think back into my past.
Flash back, still Mello's P.O.V. :
I was just five years old at the time. "Mother?" I peer into the room where my parents went to.
There I see my father pacing in front of my mother. He looks pissed.
"Squirt." My half brother Malice comes over and pats my head. His black hair well brushed and he is wearing nothing but tight fitting jeans. He is a slut and I hate him.
"What?" I push his hand off my head.
"Just thought I'd come to say goodbye. I am leaving to live somewhere else." He explains, his blue eyes stare into my own.
"Your leaving? We'll have fun slut." I walk towards our parents.
In truth he is my half brother, only related to me because we have the same mother. Mother named him Malice because the day before he was born she left his father because of how much hatred she had grown for him.
Malice leaves off to where ever.
"Mother?" I say again.
My father turns to me and glares. "Go away you piece of shit. I never wanted you." He pulls out his switch blade and stabs into mothers chest.
I scream but no one comes.
Our only neighbors are out on a vacation and Malice left.
I throw a punch at father and knocking the switch blade out of his hand by accident.
The switch blade lands deeply in his throat.
I turn and run away from the house, knowing my parents are dead and my half brother is gone.
Flash back end.
I wish I had known where Malice went. As much as I don't like him he is the only family I have left. I sigh and glance at Nate.
He is now lying on the ground and is asleep.
Sweetie is on the log and looking up at me.
"I said I would keep to my word and I will. I was only thinking about how my family is dead and I have no idea where my half brother is." I look away.
Why am I talking to a reptile!?
Suddenly Sweetie climbs up onto my shoulder and sits down there.
I look at her in wonder, some how she seems to have a look of sympathy on her face.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all.