A.N./ Well, my calbe is turned off. No money. T-T That's okay because I shall get it back on Wednesday or Tuesday. Yay! So for now I have nothing to do but this. Steal internet and write my chpts. Yay chpt two!
[Near's point of view]
Near woke up later than usual when he heard sirens. Usually he woke up right when the sun rose but the looks of it the sun was already high in the sky. He sat the teddy bear down that he had been clinging onto for dear life throughout the night. He would have to figure out a name for him. All teddy bears are boys.
Near looked around to see two cops walking past his alley way. Well, they didn't really look that much like cops but he saw them get out of a police car and so they must be cops. One wore black leather from head to toe and had the most beautiful blonde hair that seemed as though it was shining in the sun. The other wore a white long sleeved shirt and blue jeans. He had raven, black hair and bags under his eyes. Near only caught one black eye before he stopped and looked at him.
"Mello, come here for a minute." Near listened to the monotone voice as it called the blonde man back.
"Huh? What? You find somethin'?" Near watched the blonde man walk back. He couldn't be more than nineteen.
"That child." Near saw the black haired man wave a hand in his dirrection.
"Yeah, what about 'er?" At the sound of 'er Near walked over to the blonde man.
"Sir, I am a boy." Shock was evident on the elder man's face as he bent down to eye level with Near.
"By gawd you are. Hey, L, he's out here by himself." Near looked up towards the man still standing.
"Yes, my thoughts exactly." Near's focus turned back to the blonde as he began to twirl a lock of his snowy, white curls. He looked into the blonde's eyes not too suprised that they were a beautiful shade of saphire blue.
"Hey, kid, where are your parents?" Near felt himself being picked up and let out a squeek of suprise. He wasn't used to being held. He had seen other children being picked up by their parents but he had never expeireinced it himself. It was kind of nice. He felt tall being this high up. He moved his legs so they were on either side of the blonde and placed his arms around his neck.
"My parents are dead. If you are talking about my foster parents, however, they are back at the house probably drinking." Near saw the look of pity the blonde gave him.
"Sir, may I ask why you want to know?" Near pulled the man's face towards him with his chubby, little hand.
"Well, kids aren't supposed to be on the streets without adults. It's dangerous. Do you know your address?" Near nodded.
"Will you tell us? We gottta take you home." Near shook his head.
"No." He watched the man's expression change from pity to annoyance.
"Mello, perhaps it is best if we take him with us." Near looked over at the raven haired man. He was beginnning to like him.
"L, we can't take a kid to a crime scene." Near looked over at this 'Mello' person. He thought that was an odd name. Quickly he deduced it was an ailias. He assumed the same for the raven haired man named L.
"Mello, we do not have much choice. The child won't tell us his address and we can not very well leave him here." He felt the blonde's sigh leave his mouth and trickle down his face to the beginning of his neck. He shivered when the hot breath of air made contact with his cold skin.
"Suppose you're right. What's yer name kid?" Near made contact with the blonde's beautiful saphire eyes. They were so shiny. They looked as though they were actual jewels.
"Near. You may call me Near." The blonde sighed again. Near almost immediatly felt the hot breath of air wash over his face and neck.
"Alright then. I'm Mello and this is L. We're going to a museum for teddy bears. You like teddy bears?" Near nodded still clinging to Mello's neck.
"'Kay then. Let's get our goin'." Near snuggled up to the detective's neck. He never imagined he would actually be going back to that museum. He thought he had long since rid himself of it. This was going to be a long day.
[Mello's point of view]
Mello loved kids. He loved them. Not the creepy pedophile way that some people love kids the other way. The maternal love kind of way. So, when he saw this little kid, Near, he couldn't help but think he was so cute. When the child came over to them he couldn't supress the urge to pick him up. He knew he would have to put him down eventually but for now he could hold him. He was actually suprised the kid said that he was a boy. Mello would have been fooled into thinking he was a girl since he was so cute. He was glad he could take him with him. That was probably obvious because he was practically skipping while holding him.
They reached the museum in no time. Mello was sad he had to put the kid down but that was okay because as soon as they were done looking for evidence, that never took long because the thief never left any, he would pick little Near up again. In a way, he felt like a creepy pedophile. That's okay though. He wasn't. He wasn't thinking of doing any kind of naughty things to the kid. Near couldn't be more than seven if that. He looked so cute and fluffy. That was off topic though.
Mello searched high and low making sure to look over every inch of the museum. He and L split up to make things more effeciant. Nothing. He didn't find a single damned clue. It was annoying to say the least. This was the third museum that their thief had hit and still the only thing they had to go on was that they liked stealing extremely expensive things.
First they , most likely a he, stole Painite specimen number five . Then, was Grandideirite. Now a rare teddy bear that had belonged to some queen forever ago that was worth like a billion dollars. It was irratating to have them keep stealing and you can't do a thing about it! It was mostly up to Mello to because L had to go see his precious Light and was almost never on call. Mello was the one who had to get up at one in the freaking morning and see what the hell was going on. It wasn't fun. No, it was terrible. He needed his beauty sleep.
Mello figured since he couldn't find anything he might as well go check on the kid before reporting back to L of his finding of nothingness if that was even a word. Who the Hell cares if it is word or not? Nothingness was now a word in his large vocabulary, despite the fact that most of his vocabulary was of curse words. Mello approached Near slowly. He couldn't believe the kid hadn't run off while he was gone.
"Hey, kid!" He called while walking over there.
"Hello, Mello." He rolled his eyes. Shouldn't this kid be calling him Mister so and so.
"I figured you'd be long gone by now." Near shook his head and Mello couldn't help but admire the way his curls flopped around. This kid was too cute.
"No, I do not have anywhere to go." Mello nodded.
"You gettin' hungry? I'm hungry. I've been up since dawn haven't even had my breakfast. You gettin' hungry?" Mello watched Near nod and smiled.
"Great! Well, L'll figure out we're gone eventually. Let's go." Mello picked Near up and couldn't help but smile as the kid put his arms around his neck. Fastfood resturaunt here they come. Mello looked around for a resturaunt that was within walking distance. Wouldn't you know it, a resturaunt was right there. Mello started walking towards it when he felt something playing with his hair. He looked down slightly to see Near twirling a lock of his hair with his chubby little fist.
Mello held back a squeel. Near was sooo cute! He wanted to sqeeze him in an unbearable bear hug. That wouldn't be proper though. Mello settled for placing a small kiss on his little head.
He walked into the resturaunt and automatically got wierd looks. Not often you see a womanly man in leather carrying an albino child. Well, Mello didn't often see it, he didn't know about these people. They could see it every day for all he knew. He went over to the counter.
"Kid's meal and a chocolate shake." The woman behind the counter looked at him like he was stupid but got his order anyway.
"$7.49 enjoy." Mello took the order in one hand and went and sat down with Near.
"You can drink my shake if you get thirsty, 'kay?" Near nodded and started nibbling on a chicken nugget. Mello started sipping his shake. He acted like this was the most normal thing in the world. Of course it wasn't, but he liked playing pretend sometimes. This day could end up being really long...
A.N./ I finished the chapter. I sat through this chapter thinking 'Why must I make him a pedophile?' Then, I reminded myself that it's all good as long as it's fanfiction. Not okay in real life but in this world it is. I'm okay with shota. I found this amazing sight with shota and yaoi games. Flash games. All you gotta do is say your eighteen. Please do not look if your parents are home and your like fourteen reading this. I'll paste the sight below. I was very entertained when I found this. Maybe that's a little odd but oh well. Check it out if you have time. Also, still looking for a beta. Too lazy to go a searching so if you are one please see if you can beta mine.
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