Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. Nor do I anything else for that matter. I mean, seriously, who would be on this site writing fan-fiction if they owned the story to begin with. I would. I would just to say that I owned it but I don't own anything...

A.N./ I always forget my keyboard is in Russian when I go to type something unless I wanna type something in Russian. I've really been terrible about updating this, though, I have a feeling it will end in the near future. ^^'' Enjoy it while it lasts. ^^

[Near's point of view]

Near stirred in his sleep hearing the faint mumbling around him. He quickly placed the owner of the voice to be Mello and relaxed as he let his voice wash over him in soft waves.

"Nnnn..." Near gave a small mumble to get Mello's attention when the elder had stopped speaking.

"What is it, angel cake?" Near blinked his eyes wearily to look up at his detective/ thief/ whatever you wanted to call him.

"M-mello... Hold me so I can go back to sleep." He commanded in a soft voice that held absolutely no power whatsoever. The blonde seemed to respond to it, though, as he reached down and cuddled the younger of the two.

"Go back to sleep, sweetie." Near did as commanded and fell asleep rather quickly feeling safe in the other's arms.

[Mello's point of view]

Mello couldn't believe how absolutely adorable Near was! He was the cutest thing on earth. That would usually be good thing but... that kind of made him a pedophile... Ah well. At least Matt was supportive of it. Well, he was as far as Mello was concerned and that was pretty damned far as far as he was concerned.

He held Near softly to his chest as the younger slept and started petting his soft angelic curls. He felt somewhat like a proud father. Or a proud almost adoptive father... Or maybe he was a proud lover... -_-''' Exactly what was he exactly to Near?

Sure, Mello saved him from life on the streets and he had been the one to take care of him, but if he gave Near the chance would he leave like all of his other lover's (of which none of the others were children)?

He sighed a deep contemplative sigh and ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation. He really needed to learn how to stop thinking like the rest of the world. He thought way too much for his own good and it always lead him to question his feelings and the other's feelings and then they ended up breaking up because he would grow more distant as he believed that they no longer loved him.

That wouldn't happen with Near though. Near loved him. He was his first love... First loves usually get thrown away when something better comes along though and Near was still a child and had the rest of his life ahead of him.

Mello grimaced at the thought of someone else bedding his beloved. He hated to think it, but it could happen. Near could fall out of love with him. He could fall out of love with his angel. He didn't like the thought at all and the way he felt about Near now seemed like he would never love another again. That was a problem though. He had felt this way before. He was sure Near hadn't but he had. He had loved like this before. It felt like this before.

The sudden realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He could fall out of love with Near. He had done it before.

Tears started to roll down his face as his stomach churned and heart bled. Small sobs escaped his lips as he struggled to get his emotions under control lest he wake his sleeping angel.

"Near, I love you. I'll always love you even if I fall out of love with you." He was sure when he said the words they were true. Hopefully he wasn't charged with pedophilia when that happened and he gained some sort of sense.

[Near's point of view]

Near had been awoken by Mello's sobs just in time to hear him voice those words. He almost started crying as well before some sort of devotion seemed to overtake him. He would make sure Mello always loved and never fell out of love with him.

First things first, use what natural talents gawd gave you. Being cute and cuddly had it's advantages. Near almost smirked but remembered to play sleep lest Mello be aware that he was, in fact, awake through his sobbing.

A.N./ Okay. This wasn't terrible. I think this is some of the first real writing that I've done in a while. Hope you all like it. Also, elephants can't jump. It's impossible. Y'all is spelled like that because it is a contraction of you all, it is not a contraction of ya will which would spell it like ya'll. It's like saying I'll. I'll is I will. I mean, it ain't that hard to grasp.