If You Get To Heaven
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Chapter 2
Title: If You Get To Heaven
Author: Greedy Little Bastard
Rating: M
Summary: LxNearxBB. The reason why Near is so cool about L's death.
Disclaimer: I don't p*wn Death Note.
Author's Note: Betaed by Otaku-want-2b. *hugs* Near is 16 in this. L and BB are 25.
Chapter 2
Near finished his shower and headed to the living room. It was the only room big enough to contain the new tower Near had built from dice. He sat there crouched on the floor with white dice between his fingers. Near's eyes traveled up the white walls, stopping at the top and taking in the sight of L. He was standing over the dice building with his thumb at his lips and smiling at Near. His eyes were miraculously curious and playful. Near hold his breath as L's hips were almost touching the dice tower and one single movement could set its destruction into motion.
"Does Nia wish to play?"
The white-haired boy blinked and it took him some time to interpret the phrase correctly and nod shortly, making a place for L on the floor beside himself. L seized his share of the scattered pile of dice and Near watched his pale thin wrist poking out from under the long sleeve as he laid layer after layer on the tower Near was doing. The teenager wasn't afraid for his installation, L's movements were as confident as his own, L's wrist perfectly unmoving, only the slender fingers guiding the dice home.
Each time he reached to put down another die, he could see L in his peripheral vision and L's hand with a die was coming so close to Near's they were almost brushing. He could sense L's sent, it was so real, unlike his dreams. It was awesome to have L close like this. And it was disillusioning not being able to touch L.
Matt was in his room and Mello went in as usual without knocking. He saw the redhead playing DSi XL on the floor his back resting against the disarranged bed. Mello found room for himself in between Matt's arms, easily slipping under the console Matt was holding onto for dear life. The Redhead frowned at Mello from behind his red bangs for blocking the sight, but he quickly adjusted, hugging Mello tighter and going on like there was no one in the room.
Mello lazily licked at his chocolate. It was the fifth bar this morning. He was peeping at the screen. It kinda helped his boredom.
"Know what, Matt?" Mello spoke letting his head fall onto the redhead's shoulder and his breath ghost over the exposed skin of Matt's neck.
"Huh?" Matt acknowledged him like he was doing it when he had the cigarette between his teeth, only he hadn't now but the habit remained.
"I just got Near into trouble."
"You mean like again?"
"Remember L told me he thinks it's 'kay to go banging his successors and his views on it are it's a chance to exchange the experience? Guess what, I told L Near is practically seething with need to fuck L."
Matt's grip on his DSi XL tightened even further and his fingers were rushing the key combinations of cheat codes one after another.
"What I remember is you taking me with you, you psychotic cunt, and making me watch you putting into action your sick perversions with L and you took like quite a liking of it. But how is it gonna harm Near?"
"Matt, it's not like you didn't get the chance to play with us after. You were hard all the time. Don't deny it."
Matt could feel Mello's silky hair touching the skin of his neck, the warm weight spread over his relaxed limbs and he felt his breathing become heavier as the scenes from that night flooded his mind. And the many nights after that.
"Near is still a virgin. He won't be able to handle L."
Matt wasn't listening, all he was thinking about was L partially concealed in the darkened room and Mello's body pressed flat against him, he could hear Mello's desperate whisper for L just like if he were standing once again in that room feeling the tightness between his legs and knowing by the end of the night all three of them will be exhausted. The other 30% percent of his mind was occupied with hitting all the boxes he had on his way to get as much bonus points as possible for this level. He swam in this aloofness from the surrounding world, taking care to hold Mello just this way against his bothered with lust flesh.
Except for L, there was no one in the room. It was a while ago that he excused himself and just walked out of the door, leaving the white heap, which was Near amongst the mountains of dice.
L could see himself reflected in the floor to the ceiling window he was standing by.
"Nia was excited, there is no doubt about that," L thought sliding his fingers up his image on the glass, "If Mello's theory is right, then Nia is attracted to me, but from what I've observed today during our small game he won't tell me as this is something that might reduce his chance to become my successor. He won't want to show any feelings, which he considers being a weakness.
What the boys don't know is that all three of them have equal chances of becoming my successors. Nia was always coming first so far because Roger gives them only the tasks, which require putting their emotions aside. Ultimately, Nia, Mello and Matt will become my successors. They are all capable of that. But each of them will go his own way, in his own manner.
I can't believe Nia was so intoxicated, though. It's true that I was to some degree closer to him than it was necessary, but, Nia, you keep surprising me. I rather comprehend Mello crawling on his knees trembling with arousal. But you... Can you be this desperate, Nia?"
Author: Greedy Little Bastard
Rating: M
Summary: LxNearxBB. The reason why Near is so cool about L's death.
Disclaimer: I don't p*wn Death Note.
Author's Note: Betaed by Otaku-want-2b. *hugs* Near is 16 in this. L and BB are 25.
Chapter 2
Near finished his shower and headed to the living room. It was the only room big enough to contain the new tower Near had built from dice. He sat there crouched on the floor with white dice between his fingers. Near's eyes traveled up the white walls, stopping at the top and taking in the sight of L. He was standing over the dice building with his thumb at his lips and smiling at Near. His eyes were miraculously curious and playful. Near hold his breath as L's hips were almost touching the dice tower and one single movement could set its destruction into motion.
"Does Nia wish to play?"
The white-haired boy blinked and it took him some time to interpret the phrase correctly and nod shortly, making a place for L on the floor beside himself. L seized his share of the scattered pile of dice and Near watched his pale thin wrist poking out from under the long sleeve as he laid layer after layer on the tower Near was doing. The teenager wasn't afraid for his installation, L's movements were as confident as his own, L's wrist perfectly unmoving, only the slender fingers guiding the dice home.
Each time he reached to put down another die, he could see L in his peripheral vision and L's hand with a die was coming so close to Near's they were almost brushing. He could sense L's sent, it was so real, unlike his dreams. It was awesome to have L close like this. And it was disillusioning not being able to touch L.
Matt was in his room and Mello went in as usual without knocking. He saw the redhead playing DSi XL on the floor his back resting against the disarranged bed. Mello found room for himself in between Matt's arms, easily slipping under the console Matt was holding onto for dear life. The Redhead frowned at Mello from behind his red bangs for blocking the sight, but he quickly adjusted, hugging Mello tighter and going on like there was no one in the room.
Mello lazily licked at his chocolate. It was the fifth bar this morning. He was peeping at the screen. It kinda helped his boredom.
"Know what, Matt?" Mello spoke letting his head fall onto the redhead's shoulder and his breath ghost over the exposed skin of Matt's neck.
"Huh?" Matt acknowledged him like he was doing it when he had the cigarette between his teeth, only he hadn't now but the habit remained.
"I just got Near into trouble."
"You mean like again?"
"Remember L told me he thinks it's 'kay to go banging his successors and his views on it are it's a chance to exchange the experience? Guess what, I told L Near is practically seething with need to fuck L."
Matt's grip on his DSi XL tightened even further and his fingers were rushing the key combinations of cheat codes one after another.
"What I remember is you taking me with you, you psychotic cunt, and making me watch you putting into action your sick perversions with L and you took like quite a liking of it. But how is it gonna harm Near?"
"Matt, it's not like you didn't get the chance to play with us after. You were hard all the time. Don't deny it."
Matt could feel Mello's silky hair touching the skin of his neck, the warm weight spread over his relaxed limbs and he felt his breathing become heavier as the scenes from that night flooded his mind. And the many nights after that.
"Near is still a virgin. He won't be able to handle L."
Matt wasn't listening, all he was thinking about was L partially concealed in the darkened room and Mello's body pressed flat against him, he could hear Mello's desperate whisper for L just like if he were standing once again in that room feeling the tightness between his legs and knowing by the end of the night all three of them will be exhausted. The other 30% percent of his mind was occupied with hitting all the boxes he had on his way to get as much bonus points as possible for this level. He swam in this aloofness from the surrounding world, taking care to hold Mello just this way against his bothered with lust flesh.
Except for L, there was no one in the room. It was a while ago that he excused himself and just walked out of the door, leaving the white heap, which was Near amongst the mountains of dice.
L could see himself reflected in the floor to the ceiling window he was standing by.
"Nia was excited, there is no doubt about that," L thought sliding his fingers up his image on the glass, "If Mello's theory is right, then Nia is attracted to me, but from what I've observed today during our small game he won't tell me as this is something that might reduce his chance to become my successor. He won't want to show any feelings, which he considers being a weakness.
What the boys don't know is that all three of them have equal chances of becoming my successors. Nia was always coming first so far because Roger gives them only the tasks, which require putting their emotions aside. Ultimately, Nia, Mello and Matt will become my successors. They are all capable of that. But each of them will go his own way, in his own manner.
I can't believe Nia was so intoxicated, though. It's true that I was to some degree closer to him than it was necessary, but, Nia, you keep surprising me. I rather comprehend Mello crawling on his knees trembling with arousal. But you... Can you be this desperate, Nia?"