No Man Is an Island Side Story 2
Title: No Man Is an Island (Side Story)
Rating: As with the main story it will start out about PG-13 then rise later
Pairing: Likely Mello/Near at some point, simply because to me they are meant to be, halves of a strange whole. Okay enough of that.
Warnings: boys kissing, boys younger than 15 kissing, my personal image of Mello, conceit, loves music and singing. I don't have anything to do with P!NK and don't own any lyrics. Once again language all thanks to Mello.
Note: I will put this note on the main story next: So far I'm trying to keep the years vague. I'm doing my best to keep it in 2007 (as per the anime), but I am also considering the idea of having it take place in 2012. I'm not set on either so if there is any preference let me know.
L had been true to his word and Mello found himself with two extra papers, and an extra presentation besides the normal work he had been given by his instructor. Everything was due before the end of the month, which only left him with a few weeks to finish everything, plus whatever new he might be given. He hadn't stopped, and though he was finished with one of the papers he still wasn't happy with it so he had started the second one so he could have time to go back to it.
"You know, Mello, you should take a break. Your head will explode if you don't." Matt offered not taking his eyes from the game he was working on.
"I can't, Matty..." He sighed. "Okay, five minutes I guess." He pushed the book aside he'd been taking notes out of.
"Ten." Matt smirked pausing his game.
Mello laughed softly. "Ten."
Matt smiled as he made room on the couch for Mello to sit beside him.
"How many times have you beat this anyway?" He asked leaning against the other boy.
"I've lost count honestly. It's still fun so what does it matter?" He smiled. "I could pause it and we could do something to keep your mind off shit for a while."
"You don't have to do that." Mello smiled. "It's all the Freak's fault." His smile faded and he clenched his fist.
Matt rolled his eyes. "Mels."
"I know, Matty. You want me to give him a chance, but seriously the little fucker brings it on himself. If he'd just..." Mello's fist clenched tighter as he spoke. "If he'd just shut up."
Matt sighed. "I don't think this is helping, Mels. Hey, what about some music?"
"Sounds like a plan." He pulled out his MP3 player hooking up to a set of speakers Matt normally used for his game system. He curled up his nose as he searched through the songs finally coming to one he was in the mood for.
"Never win first place, I don't support the team, I can't take direction and my socks are never clean. Teachers dated me, my parents hated me, I was always in a fight 'cause I can't do nothing right." He grabbed Matt's hand as he broke into the chorus. He sang loudly not caring who heard him, besides it was only him and Matty so who gave a fuck.
It took a few tries, but finally his friend was sort of 'mouthing' along. Barely making enough sound to be heard, much less over both his friend and the music coming from the speakers.
As soon as the song was over Mello's mood seemed vastly improved. A few songs later and he was smiling widely. He gave Matt a quick hug turning the music down as he went back to work, singing under his breath.
Matt shook his head going back to his game.
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A few days later Mello had moved to the records room. The table he sat at was so full of books that he was resting his laptop on his knees. He was so engrossed at his work he didn't notice that he was being watched.
"You know you've been at that for about two hours nonstop." Light's voice was soft, probably so it wouldn't startle the younger boy.
Mello blinked. "Oh yeah I guess I have. Not much time to finish it." He took a few seconds to stretch before looking at Light. "What's up?"
"Just curious how long you were going to sit there." Light grinned. "Look I might be a bit to blame for L being so hard on you. Let me make it up to you. I know you need a break and I have to run a few errands anyway. Company might be nice."
Mello's eyebrows raised. "You really expect me to go anywhere with you again?"
"I needed insurance then. This is different." Light offered.
"Oh, so that's what this is all about?" His eyes narrowed. "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me."
"No, this isn't about that, before was. Things have changed." Light smirked. "I'm not going to push you. I simply thought you might enjoy it, but I suppose, if you have time later, the offer will still stand."
"Well, if I were you I wouldn't hold my breath waiting." Mello turned his full attention back to the computer.
"Suit yourself." The pleasant tone had faded from the older boy's voice as he walked away.
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It was a few hours later as Mello left to return to his room. It was late and the lights were overly bright to his eyes. At least he straightened up before he left so he could sleep as soon as he made it back. Of course he hadn't intended to be interrupted by the Fucker himself standing perfectly in Mello's way.
"What the fuck do you want, Near?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"There are several things we need to discuss, Mello, and I figured it best to come to you since it doesn't seem likely you will have reason to come to talk to me." Near was holding a toy robot against his chest.
"We have nothing to talk about so get the fuck away from me." Mello made to move past him not caring if he had to shove the younger boy out of the way.
"Are you so blind? I thought you would see it by now." Near's voice wasn't letting him ignore this and the younger boy started following him.
"I don't care what you are talking about, Near. Fuck off." He muttered.
"Mello we aren't here to continue our training, or so L can pick between us." Near almost sounded desperate. "He is using us. But if we work together..."
"I will never fucking work with you." Mello turned around so quickly he almost knocked the younger boy the ground. "And L wouldn't do that."
"You have this romanticized view of him that does not stand up to scrutiny. He doesn't deserve your loyalty." With Near's words Mello saw pure blood red.
"Shut the fuck up! Just shut up!" Mello screamed dropping his stuff not bothering to be careful before backing Near up against the wall. "Shut up." His voice had gone from loud to dangerously soft and he could barely think over the sound of his own heart in his ears.
"Mello..." Near tried.
"Shut the fuck up. Goddammit I hate you so fucking much, you fucking freak. I should kill you." And his hand moved as if to strike the younger boy, but instead it stopped just a mere inch away from his face. "I hate you." Mello moved closer to Near and before he knew what he was going to do he kissed Near. There was no gentleness in it, but there wasn't any room for anger either as he wrapped his arms around the younger boy giving himself up to the heat.
Near mumbled something, but didn't try to pull away.
It was Mello who stopped it seemingly coming to his senses. He backed away shaking his head as he grabbed his stuff quickly and took off for his room in a brisk walk. When he turned the corner he broke into a run.
Near was left too much in shock to move. He did notice in all the commotion he had dropped the robot and a piece had come loose being scattered over against the other wall. After a few deep breaths he finally moved taking the robot and holding it close twirling a strand of his hair as he walked away.
Neither boy knew that there were two pairs of eyes that had witnessed the exchange. One set was narrowed watching from around the corner brown eyes almost taking on a red tint in the dimmed lights. The other pair was staring at a screen. The man sighed and then bit the edge of his thumb.
Rating: As with the main story it will start out about PG-13 then rise later
Pairing: Likely Mello/Near at some point, simply because to me they are meant to be, halves of a strange whole. Okay enough of that.
Warnings: boys kissing, boys younger than 15 kissing, my personal image of Mello, conceit, loves music and singing. I don't have anything to do with P!NK and don't own any lyrics. Once again language all thanks to Mello.
Note: I will put this note on the main story next: So far I'm trying to keep the years vague. I'm doing my best to keep it in 2007 (as per the anime), but I am also considering the idea of having it take place in 2012. I'm not set on either so if there is any preference let me know.
L had been true to his word and Mello found himself with two extra papers, and an extra presentation besides the normal work he had been given by his instructor. Everything was due before the end of the month, which only left him with a few weeks to finish everything, plus whatever new he might be given. He hadn't stopped, and though he was finished with one of the papers he still wasn't happy with it so he had started the second one so he could have time to go back to it.
"You know, Mello, you should take a break. Your head will explode if you don't." Matt offered not taking his eyes from the game he was working on.
"I can't, Matty..." He sighed. "Okay, five minutes I guess." He pushed the book aside he'd been taking notes out of.
"Ten." Matt smirked pausing his game.
Mello laughed softly. "Ten."
Matt smiled as he made room on the couch for Mello to sit beside him.
"How many times have you beat this anyway?" He asked leaning against the other boy.
"I've lost count honestly. It's still fun so what does it matter?" He smiled. "I could pause it and we could do something to keep your mind off shit for a while."
"You don't have to do that." Mello smiled. "It's all the Freak's fault." His smile faded and he clenched his fist.
Matt rolled his eyes. "Mels."
"I know, Matty. You want me to give him a chance, but seriously the little fucker brings it on himself. If he'd just..." Mello's fist clenched tighter as he spoke. "If he'd just shut up."
Matt sighed. "I don't think this is helping, Mels. Hey, what about some music?"
"Sounds like a plan." He pulled out his MP3 player hooking up to a set of speakers Matt normally used for his game system. He curled up his nose as he searched through the songs finally coming to one he was in the mood for.
"Never win first place, I don't support the team, I can't take direction and my socks are never clean. Teachers dated me, my parents hated me, I was always in a fight 'cause I can't do nothing right." He grabbed Matt's hand as he broke into the chorus. He sang loudly not caring who heard him, besides it was only him and Matty so who gave a fuck.
It took a few tries, but finally his friend was sort of 'mouthing' along. Barely making enough sound to be heard, much less over both his friend and the music coming from the speakers.
As soon as the song was over Mello's mood seemed vastly improved. A few songs later and he was smiling widely. He gave Matt a quick hug turning the music down as he went back to work, singing under his breath.
Matt shook his head going back to his game.
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A few days later Mello had moved to the records room. The table he sat at was so full of books that he was resting his laptop on his knees. He was so engrossed at his work he didn't notice that he was being watched.
"You know you've been at that for about two hours nonstop." Light's voice was soft, probably so it wouldn't startle the younger boy.
Mello blinked. "Oh yeah I guess I have. Not much time to finish it." He took a few seconds to stretch before looking at Light. "What's up?"
"Just curious how long you were going to sit there." Light grinned. "Look I might be a bit to blame for L being so hard on you. Let me make it up to you. I know you need a break and I have to run a few errands anyway. Company might be nice."
Mello's eyebrows raised. "You really expect me to go anywhere with you again?"
"I needed insurance then. This is different." Light offered.
"Oh, so that's what this is all about?" His eyes narrowed. "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me."
"No, this isn't about that, before was. Things have changed." Light smirked. "I'm not going to push you. I simply thought you might enjoy it, but I suppose, if you have time later, the offer will still stand."
"Well, if I were you I wouldn't hold my breath waiting." Mello turned his full attention back to the computer.
"Suit yourself." The pleasant tone had faded from the older boy's voice as he walked away.
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It was a few hours later as Mello left to return to his room. It was late and the lights were overly bright to his eyes. At least he straightened up before he left so he could sleep as soon as he made it back. Of course he hadn't intended to be interrupted by the Fucker himself standing perfectly in Mello's way.
"What the fuck do you want, Near?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"There are several things we need to discuss, Mello, and I figured it best to come to you since it doesn't seem likely you will have reason to come to talk to me." Near was holding a toy robot against his chest.
"We have nothing to talk about so get the fuck away from me." Mello made to move past him not caring if he had to shove the younger boy out of the way.
"Are you so blind? I thought you would see it by now." Near's voice wasn't letting him ignore this and the younger boy started following him.
"I don't care what you are talking about, Near. Fuck off." He muttered.
"Mello we aren't here to continue our training, or so L can pick between us." Near almost sounded desperate. "He is using us. But if we work together..."
"I will never fucking work with you." Mello turned around so quickly he almost knocked the younger boy the ground. "And L wouldn't do that."
"You have this romanticized view of him that does not stand up to scrutiny. He doesn't deserve your loyalty." With Near's words Mello saw pure blood red.
"Shut the fuck up! Just shut up!" Mello screamed dropping his stuff not bothering to be careful before backing Near up against the wall. "Shut up." His voice had gone from loud to dangerously soft and he could barely think over the sound of his own heart in his ears.
"Mello..." Near tried.
"Shut the fuck up. Goddammit I hate you so fucking much, you fucking freak. I should kill you." And his hand moved as if to strike the younger boy, but instead it stopped just a mere inch away from his face. "I hate you." Mello moved closer to Near and before he knew what he was going to do he kissed Near. There was no gentleness in it, but there wasn't any room for anger either as he wrapped his arms around the younger boy giving himself up to the heat.
Near mumbled something, but didn't try to pull away.
It was Mello who stopped it seemingly coming to his senses. He backed away shaking his head as he grabbed his stuff quickly and took off for his room in a brisk walk. When he turned the corner he broke into a run.
Near was left too much in shock to move. He did notice in all the commotion he had dropped the robot and a piece had come loose being scattered over against the other wall. After a few deep breaths he finally moved taking the robot and holding it close twirling a strand of his hair as he walked away.
Neither boy knew that there were two pairs of eyes that had witnessed the exchange. One set was narrowed watching from around the corner brown eyes almost taking on a red tint in the dimmed lights. The other pair was staring at a screen. The man sighed and then bit the edge of his thumb.