Le sorry for taking soo long, to write sad stories I must be in "that" mood you know? and althoug right now im mostly working on humoristic/angsty stories where Mello calls Dora (yes, that spanish talking girl who has a monkey with boots and can also talk and I wouldnt mind if she and her little animal friends dropped down a hill) a bitch (Feel free to read "the receptionist" anytime *wink* *wink*)but I hope this came out well enough.

Near walked in his room, exhausted by two , they were geniuses, but was French,English,German AND Spanish fully necessary?

He observed the room, three beds;One for Near, one which was still empty and the other for Mello, although Matt spent an awfull lot of time in their room, and if Matt was there, Maria was there, his sister had a crush on Matt Near didnt consider normal, and yes Near himself is fourteen and YES his hormones are raging.

But would he really go blonde and wear thongs because the person he likes prefers blonde? Didnt think soo.

And much less for someone like Matt.

Have you even SEEN the guy? goggles, cigarettes, homosexual tendencies with -shivers- Mello. And Near doesnt know ONE girl in the whole orphanage who wasnt head over heels for him. But then again, all those giggling girls didnt have Mello as their roomate nor did they have to see Matt stick his tongue down Mello`s troath.

Just when the blonde shot Near A Look (Mello can be pretty scary,) and Near, who was, as usual, ignoring the blonde, he was going to take his books out and put them on the shelf, Roger called.

"Near! Mello!" the old man called.

Near -And Mello- both dropped their bags on the cold floor and walked (Ran, in Mello`s case) to the source of the voice.

They reached the hallway and were surprised that Roger would actually yell in the orphanage (that look a awfull lot like a church, colourful cristals, the cross in the dining room, even the bible in each classroom, this disturbed Near, his hatred for God forever remained, despite everything, he still had to pay respect to him, just to not fail on his mother).

They found themselves again surprised when their eyes locked on the boy next to Roger, his black hair just passing his skinny shoulders, his hair also covering one of his eyes, the other eye was big, dark blue and the lashes were a tone of black that Near has never seen before, his lips were pale and his teeth were clear white, he wasnt terribly pale but he wasnt too dark either, his clothing was simple, a black baggy shirt and an also baggy trousers, he was just wearing socks, he held Roger`s hand (even though it didnt look like he wanted that intimacy, no surprise, Roger was yelling like some crazy socket for the past 5 minutes) and had a teddy in the other, the teddy was pretty, it was white, pink nose and black pearl eyes, he clutched it firmly on his chest.

Mello eyed the boy but talked to the old man. "What is it Roger?"

"This boy" he pointed to the guy. "Is new here-"

"Obviously" Mello cut him off and rolled his eyes.

"Call him Kysuu, he doesnt talk alot though. Near, why dont you try talking to him"

Near shrugged and continued staring at the boy. There was something...something about him... those blue eyes...that sad expression on his face...

"I`ll leave him with you," He stared at the roof, as if expecting a answer to fall down from it any minute now, truthfully, Roger didnt seem to like the boy very much, but what else is new? "I have to go now, there is something important I have to do"

He let go of his hand, turned around and walked out to the garden, not looking once at the kids behind him.

Mello huffed and Near watched.

Mello let out a tyresome sigh "Lets go" and again rolled his eyes.

They walked to the door, Kysuu not saying anything, there was something about the boy that caused Near`s stomach to lurch, caused his eyes to cover in something that seemed like tears, caused his mind to go trough a funny spin, he just couldnt put his finger on what it exacly was, some vibe coming from him, an impression from the past he stuffed down his heart hoping to never feel it again...

As they reached the door and Mello sat on his bed taking out a chocolate bar, looking slightly pissed off, Near thought of saying something to the boy, but then thought better of it as Kysuu located himself next to the window, it was open and the air blowed in the room, the ocasional leave flying inside and clouds looking dark, Kysuu didnt seem to mind, and he didnt look like someone who was up to chat.

Near remembered how it was for him back then, 5 years ago, there was a period of time where he didnt speak to anyone, although he isnt exacly now either, he talks more often and even gets into an argument or a fight every once in a while, but back then...

-5 Years ago-

The man known as Roger was driving in the blue car, Maria nor Near exchanging a word, not even a glance, just 5 minutes ago they witnessed their mother`s death, and now they`re there, supposed to be brought to their new "home", just who were they kidding?

Their home, their REAL home was with their parents, with their mother, God who protected them, God who failed on them, now that they both happen to be in heaven, there was no home for either Near or Maria.

Maria`s grey eyes flustered with sadness and hatred, she squeezed her knees against her chest, her velvet shirt soaked in tears, her grey skinny jeans with a awful lot of details pressing against her 11 year old chest. Her light brown hair disabled Near to see if she was crying, but he was pretty shure she was, or atleast wanted to.

Near curled his hair with his fingers out of frustration,distraction and plainly because it helped him think, his gaze fixated on his sister, Maria.

Roger saw it aswell, they both saw it, Maria was digging her nails in her wrist, allowing just a little blood to run free, Near`s eyes grew but couldnt bring out a word.

"Take care of your sister..."

Yeah right.

"Just what do you think your doing?" Said Roger as he turned left, Maria took out the necklace mother gave her and was about to cut her with it`s sharp cross, Near also had a cross necklace, but he refused to take it out, now and ever.

Maria took a few seconds of silence and finally answered. "It makes me feel better".

The old man shook his head as he stopped the car infront of a large building, its nameplate screaming out "Wammy`s House" Near saw the kids playing, the girls gossiping...could he ever be happy like them?

Roger took his hand out and asked Maria to give the necklace to him, "No." She stubbornly answered. "Maria..." Near said weakly, with a somewhat warning tone in his voice, this surprised even Maria and eventually gave in, she pushed the necklace roughly in the the old man`s hand, and again spoke, looking at the sight Near was envious about.

"This is not my home, and it will never be"

The pair finally stepped out of the blue car, Near and his sister walked to their room without further conversation.

Near finally stepped in his room, white walls, grey floor, three beds, a closet, a table, a window and alot of books, in one of the beds there was a girl lying down, the girl was rather beautiful.

Even Near, who was in his own despair realized that. The girl had blonde hair to her shoulders, her radiant blue eyes that gave her face a special glow, her somewhat awkward clothing, black boots,black jeans and a red-ish shirt, she was munching on a chocolate bar and reading a book, Near also realized she had a cross necklace. Mello glared at him, that glare made Near feel nervous, he didnt like being there, he didnt want to be there, he wanted to go back to mommy and daddy, he wanted to leave.

Near`s thoughts (and tears) were interrupted by the girls voice "You are...?" it was when Near concentrated on her chest and replayed her voice in his head when Near realized...

That blonde wasnt a girl.

That blonde was a BOY.

Well that was a awful experience on itself, Mello didnt seem to particularly LIKE Near from the very beggining, something about the silent boy that made him mad...perhaps it was exacly his silence that was enough to frustrate anyone.

Near hardly spoke the days after that, continous nightmares and flashbacks, his sister, Maria, did no better, her wristbands covering her scars, self-harm. Maria put up a mask, the mask of a happy girl who loved hanging out, wore black clothing and wrist bands, always put a smile on her face that would confuse anyone.

While Near got over his parents death, while he knew that there was nothing he could do about it, while his life slowly turned into a game, a puzzle, every thoughtfull move, solving the puzzle with no feelings involved, humbly winning against every oponnent,

Maria didnt get over it, and instead hid herself behind that mask, scars that made her feel better, the blood running trough her flesh.

There was one thing that really made Maria happy, one thing called "Matt", Matt, Near hated him, Near knew Matt was a heartbreaker;never kissing the same girl twice, leading them on, constantly keeping their hopes up...

What would happen to Maria if Matt let her fall like that?

Near didnt want to know, he really didnt.

A/N First of all, this and the third chapter were going to be together, the next chapter is more humoristic, Kysuu is VERY important in this story, Maria and Matt, Matt and Mello, A little MattxMello action in the next chapter, fairly, the story is just getting started.

Reviews highly appreciated :3