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MelloxNear, Messing around, Theme #2 Toys (~imitation) 
18th-Aug-2008 07:53 pm
The destruction of beauty makes it more

Fandom: Death Note
Title: Messing around
Author: Elisabell_angel
Theme: #2 Toys (~imitation)
Pairings: MelloxNear
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, and never will.... One dream down the hole...
Summary: Mello finds out all the pointless things Near does in his spare time.

That incessant scratching was really getting on Mello's nerves. He had no idea why this bothered him so much, for there were plenty of other noises to annoy him, but this one was just particularily infuriating. The blonde could only assume it bothered him because it was Near that was causing it. Since the kid's back was to him, he couldn't see exactly what he was doing, only that it involved a nail file.

Giving up, Mello sat up. He shut the text book louder than what was necessary, throwing his papers to the side. "Near," he began his voice twitching with obvious annoyance, "shut up."

"I didn't say anything," the albino responded coolly without even turning to face the blonde.

"You don't have to say anything to be horribly annoying," Mello fired back. He'd only been in this room for about five minutes, and he was already getting pissed. The kid's general presence was annoying.

"Well, no one said you had to stay in here." Near said shrugging lightly, it was obvious that he didn't understand why Mello hung around him so much if the blonde supposedly hated him.

"No way, you can't be left unwatched." Mello said angrily, "if I take my eye off you for a second, you're going to find some way to cheat your way to the top, again."

"So you're paranoid..." Near stated, still doing whatever it was that was pissing Mello off so much.

Eventually the blonde just got fed up with the noise and stood up, walking over to the kid, and jerking the nail file out of his hands. "What the hell is that?" He asked irritably as he pointed to Near's half-closed hand which held a small object.

"It's a fingerpuppet," the albino held it up for Mello to examine, but not touch.

Mello could've laughed but was much too stunned to consider that. "Is that, me?" He asked looking at the puppet with obvious disdain.


"Of course, who else would it be?" Obviously Near expected him to realize that it was him.

"It looks nothing like me," the blonde remarked casually. He could care less if this upset the kid.

Near narrowed his eyes, "I don't see anyone else who looks remotely like Mello."

Mello shrugged, not sure whether that should be taken as a compliment or an insult. "It looks more like Chucky..."

"Chucky?" Mello hadn't expected Near to know what he was talking about so this question was expected.

"It's an evil killing doll thing," Mello vaguely explained.

Near looked from the puppet to Mello and back again. "Is that a horror movie?"

"No, it's a kid's movie," The blonde rolled his eyes at Near's stupid question.

The albino had nothing else to say to that, and simply refocused on the puppet. Of course the kid couldn't do any more work without the file, which meant that he'd have to pay attention to Mello, or risk never getting it back. "Hey," Mello waited until he'd gotten the kid's full attention before finishing that thought. "Do you have any more of these?"

"Of course, I have several." Near responded, "one for me, one for you, one for Roger, one for Linda, and one for Matt."

The blonde couldn't help but smirk at this. "So what do you do with them, act out weird fantasies or something?"

"Fantasies, what do you have in mind?" Near had narrowed his eyes in distaste once again, and Mello was growing to like that expression.


"Cut the crap," Mello snapped, "I know you like me. Do you act out scenes from Romeo and Juliet or something?" He had to stop himself from laughing, but he couldn't hold back a wider smirk.

Near didn't bother denying he liked Mello, because he knew that Mello wouldn't believe him anyway. "Wow, that sounds romantic. You drink some poison and I stab myself, lovely." He made sure to put as much sarcasm into his words as possible.

"You just can't appreciate literature, that's all." Mello huffed, "if you're a genius as they say you are, then you should love Shakespeare."

"I can like Shakespeare without liking Romeo and Juliet," Near stated in that god-awful monotone.

The blonde rolled his eyes, "Jesus Christ is there no end to how annoying you are?"

"Is there no end to how annoying you can be?" Near retorted, emotionlessly.

"If I'm so annoying, why do you like me?" Mello said acting more than slightly boastful, wanting some flattery.

"I have no idea, actually." The albino shrugged.

"I hate you," the blonde muttered, throwing the nail file back at the kid.

"I know you do," the kid said with a weird half smile on his face. He'd never seen that expression on the kid's face before, and was temporarily stunned. Near got up, and walked towards the door. "I'll leave so you won't have to put up with the noise anymore."

With that, the kid had gone. Mello went back to work, but couldn't help but feel that it was far to quiet.

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