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Omg...great reviews. I debated for a long time if i was gonna have Matt rape Mello or not and decided against it. For now...hehe Anyways...thanks you for all the great reviews. Here is the next chapter of this unfolding drama.

Holy shit...that review..."chocolate sex with a toy plane up the ass" omg...I laughed so fucking hard!! That was great...put some new weird ideas in my head...LOL Anyways...enjoy the new chapter. I have already written chapter 8 as well and will probably post it tomorrow or the day after...and Chapter 9 is in the works.


Chapter 7 – Discovery

Mello had a bounce in his step as he walked into the library a little over an hour after leaving Near's room. When he had wandered into the lunch room for a snack, Roger had stopped him and told him that he had spoken to L and told him that the two boys were spending time together. Roger said he didn't like it, but L had asked Roger to leave them alone and let them bond. Mello had almost laughed at the look on the mans face. Instead, he did something he almost never did, he asked Roger for permission to wander the grounds and take Near with him. Usually Mello just did what he liked and then got yelled at by Roger for not telling anyone where he was going. Roger had ground his teeth in frustration, but gave his permission.

Mello stopped in the door of the library and quickly scanned it for Near. He frowned when he didn't see him in the room. He shrugged, figuring Near was probably still in his room taking a shower. When left to his own devises, Near took forever in the bath.

Mello knocked when he got to Near's door. When he didn't get an answer he pressed his ear to the door. He didn't hear anything from inside. He tried the door and was surprised to find it unlocked. Near always locked his door when he left his room. L had instructed both of them to do so because he sometimes sent them old case files he had solved to see what kind of solutions they could come up with.

Mello pushed the door open and almost collapsed on the stop. His eyes had been instantly drawn to the small, pale body laying in a pool of blood and broken mirror glass. At first it took him a minute to realize what he was seeing. Then he saw that it was Near, nude, bloody and alarmingly pale. Motionless.

"Oh God." Mello ran into the room, leaving the door opened as he screamed for someone to find Roger. Mello knelt next to Near, sharp pieces of glass cutting through his jeans and biting into his knees. He didn't feel the pain. All he could feel was the raising need to scream welling up in his chest.

"Near?" Mello bent over Near's body and gently pushed his hair back from his face. His fingers came away sticky with blood that was seeping from a deep gash in Near's head. Mello felt tears burn in his eyes.

The sound of running feet echoed through the hallway, skidding to a stop in the open door. "Dear God. Mello, what happened?" Roger turned and told one of the other boys to go to his office and call an ambulance before he turned and walked to the boys side. "Mello? Answer me!"

Mello looked up at Roger, tears running down his face. "I just found him." Mello caught movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw Matt huddles in the corner, knees drawn up to his chest, rocking slightly.

Roger was bending over Near's body, checking his pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found it beating steadily from where he pressed his fingers against the boys neck.

Mello stood slowly, anger flaring like a cannon blast throughout his body. "What have you done?" Mello took a step toward Matt, the other boy didn't even look up at him. "What have you done!?" Mello screamed as he threw himself at Matt, slamming his body back against the wall. "What have you done!?" Mello grabbed the front of Matt's shirt in his left hand and swung his right at Matt's face.

Roger turned at hearing flesh hitting flesh. Mello was kneeling on top of Matt, throwing punches at his head. He dragged Mello off the other boy just as his fist connected to Matt's nose, spraying him with a shower of blood.

"Mello, calm down." Roger held Mello around the chest, pinning his arms to his body as he struggled to get away so he could beat on Matt again.Matt sat up slowly, holding a hand over his nose. "Matt, what happened to Near?"

Matt looked up at him. His eyes were bleary with pain. "I hurt him. I didn't mean to hurt him that bad."

Mello screamed and kicked out at Matt, his steel toed boots barely missing his head. "You fucking asshole. You goddamned son of a bitch. How could you do that to him? How could you hurt Near?" Mello stopped struggling and sagged in Rogers arms, his shoulders shaking as sobs raked his body.

Roger heard sirens approaching and was relieved when two of the schools guardians appeared in the doorway. "Get Matt out of here. Lock him in his room until I can go talk to him."

One of the men simply nodded and dragged Matt to his feet by his arms. Matt didn't struggle as he was lead out of the room. Roger turned Mello around in his arms and sat him down on the bed. "You stay right there." Mello nodded dumbly and curled up on his side, drawing his knees to his chest and pressing his face against them.

Roger knelt back beside Near and turned to the other man in the room. "Clear the hallways. No one needs to see him like this." The man nodded and left. Roger looked back down at Near, unsure of what to do. He couldn't move him because of all the glass around him and he wasn't sure just how badly he was hurt. He gently picked up the boys hand and held it in his own while he waited. The wait seemed longer then it was before two medics ran into the room and knelt carefully on the floor.

"He has lost a lot of blood." The medic that spoke was a small woman. She pulled on latex gloves and pressed her fingers to his neck. "Pulse is strong but unsteady. We need to start a line and get some fluids in him before he dies from blood lose."

The other medic, a tall dark skinned man, simply nodded and took Near's hand from Rogers. He opened his bag and pulled out the things he needed to start an IV. Roger winced as he watched the needle enter the boys wrist.

"We need to get him to the hospital as soon as possible but we need to move him very carefully because of all this glass." The woman carefully put a collar around Near's neck incase it had been injured. "Sir, are you responsible for the boy?"

"Yes. My name is Roger, I currently run Whammy House. The boy's name is Near."

"We are going to need your help moving him. While I hold his head, Henry will lift his body and you lift his legs. Only lift him. Try not to touch any of the glass that may be in his skin, it could cause him to lose more blood."

Roger nodded. "Then what?"

"Then we carefully turn him over and lay him on his back on the board." While the two men got in place, slipping their hands under Near's body to lift him, the woman held his head still. "On my count. 1, 2, 3."

The three of them lifted the boy easily. Turning him over was harder then they thought it would be. He had dozens of small slivers of glass imbedded in his skin from where he fell on them. When Near was safely on the board, the medics hurried around him, starting another IV, putting an oxygen mask on him, and putting a splint on his obviously broken arm and hand.

As they were wheeling him out of the room, Mello sat up from the bed and attempted to run after them. Roger caught him around the middle before he made it to the door and held him as he struggled to get away again.

"Let me go. I have to go with him. Let me go!" Mello kicked back at Roger's legs, making the man grunt at the heel of one of his boots caught him in the knee.

"Mello, calm down. We cant do anything for him right now. Let them take him to the hospital and we can go there in my car after you tell me what happened. But you need to calm down."

Mello stopped struggling and let himself go limp in Roger's arms. "Matt did this. He hurt Near."

"He said that, yes. But I need to know why, Mello. Why did he hurt Near?" Roger turned Mello around and knelt in front of him. "Do you know?"

Mello stared at the toes of his boots. "He's jealous."

"Why would he be jealous of Near? Because you are spending time with him?"

Mello fidgeted uncomfortably. "Partly."

"Mello I need to know the truth." Roger looked at him questioningly. "What else is there that upset Matt enough to hurt Near like that?"

"You'll be mad." Mello wrung his hangs together. His eyes were burning with tears again.

Roger placed his hands gently on Mello's shoulders. "Whatever it is, Mello, it isn't as bad as Matt hurting Near so badly he almost died."

Mello nodded slightly, his hair falling in front of his face. "It's more then just spending time together."

Roger shook his head, he had figured as much. "How long has this been going on?"

"Since yesterday."

"And Matt is your best friend, so you told him?"

"No. I didn't tell him anything. He figured it out on his own."

"Alright. And he was jealous?"

"He said he wanted to be with me." Mello shivered and wrapped his arms around himself. "It's my fault. This happened because of me."

"Mello, you and Near are not the first boys to become lovers here. I'm not going to punish you because it is a natural thing to want to be with someone. But you need to know that I will not allow it to happen while you are living here."

Mello nodded. He couldn't speak anymore. He felt like his heart was being torn from his body. All he wanted to do was curl up in a small dark place and never come out.

Roger stood and lead Mello out of the room, closing the door behind him. "I want you to go to your room and wait for me, Mello. After I talk to Matt, we will go to the hospital and see Near. Okay?"

Mello pulled away from Roger and slowly made his way down the hall, dragging his feet as he went. Roger sighed and turned to walk the other way. He needed to talk to Matt and figure out what the hell he was going to do with him.