Caught in the Act
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Death Note › Yaoi-Male/Male › Mello/Matt
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,734
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Death Note and all related characters belong to Ohba-san and Obata-san. Not to me. This fanfic is just for fun, and I'm making no money from writing it.
Near
"Caught in the Act"
Written By: thinlimitation, aka mellomafia
Disclaimer: Death Note and all related characters belong to Ohba-san and Obata-san. Not to me.
Summary: A series of one-shots all centering around the theme of our favorite couple being caught in compromising positions. Matt/Mello is the main pairing, but others will be making cameo appearances.
Genre: Romance/Friendship/Humor
Rating: Varies per oneshot, but as a generality, I think T works.
WARNING!: There will be yaoi. XD If that's not your thing, click the back button.
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Author's Notes: Howdy, all! This time it's Near's turn! This one is going to be angsty to break up the humor, and I'll be deviating from the formula I wrote the last two chapters by. It's also going to be shorter, more of a drabble type thing. Hopefully you'll all still enjoy! ^^ Also, if you guys have any suggestions as to who should catch Mello and Matt, let me know! ^^ Enjoy!
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III. Near
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It was Christmas time and all of Winchester was covered in a blanket of glittering snow. The fire crackled merrily in the playroom hearth, and Near watched as a few of the younger orphans clamored around the tall, heavily decorated Christmas tree, laughing as they shook packages and listened to the sounds of their contents, trying to guess as the mysteries hidden beneath the bright, shining paper and ribbons.
Near lay on his stomach next to the fireplace, legs bent at the knees and feet kicked up childishly as he played with his model robots. His real focus, however, was not on his toys, but rather on two of fellow sucessors.
Mello was in his usual spot in the bay window, back supported by a pillow against the wall, legs stretched out languidly on the cushioned bench, intensely focused on a thick, musty book. Matt sat on the floor in front of the blonde, Gameboy in his hands, knees pulled close to his chest, the back of his head just barely touching Mello's thigh. The younger of the three watched out of the corner of his eye as the redhead tilted his head back to rest in the blonde's lap, smiling widely at the other boy, who glanced away from his book for a moment before grinning softly in return, his slim hand reaching down to gently stroke his hair as he continued reading. The gamer went back to his game contentedly, leaning into his friend's touch.
This was not the first time something like this had happened. They were cautious, subtle, but Near noticed it all the same.
He sat behind them in class, paying very little attention to the lecture, studying instead the body language of two friends. Matt and Mello always sat next to each other, and always shared a desk whenever possible. Perhaps no one else picked up on it, but Near saw. He saw the way they looked at each other, the coy smiles and twinkling eyes. He saw how they allowed their fingers to brush just a little too long whenever they passed each other papers or writing utensils. He saw the way they would hook their ankles together under the desk, gently stroking each other's calves with the tops of their feet. He saw the way Matt would lean in, gently tucking Mello's hair behind his ear to whisper secrets and sweet nothings as they walked in the hallways that made the blonde blush or laugh...
He saw the way their fingers intertwined when they didn't think anyone was watching them. Saw the way Mello would lazily lean his head against Matt's shoulder as they studied in the library.
Near saw it all, saw what no one else did. And jealousy burned in his heart every time.
As the sun sank in the West and the sky darkened, the playroom began to empty until only the Top Three students remained. Finally, the white haired boy stood up, gathering his robots in his arms and left the room, a dull ache in his chest. As he made his way out of the playroom and up hall stairs, Near tripped on the cuff of his pajama pants, one of his toys dropping from his arms and clattered down the steps, landing on the hard wood floor on the landing. He began to climb back down the stairs, but paused when he heard Matt and Mello's voices, and instead crouched down at the top of the stairs, watching silently from a distance as they emerged, fingers intwined, in the doorway.
"Hey, Mells," Matt said softly, smiling at the other boy as he pointed up to a sprig of dark green leaves and white berries tied with red ribbon, "Mistletoe."
The blonde looked up where the redhead's finger had indicated, turning to the other boy with a devious smirk. "So it is."
Near watched, frozen, as Mello slid an arm around Matt's waist, pulling him dangerously close, his free hand, gently caressing the other boy's pale cheek before burying itself in his red tresses. The gamer wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck, eyeslids fluttering closed when the blonde kissed him, moaning softly as he deepened it.
Without retreiving his robot, Near fled, heart pounding wildly beneath his ribcage. He had wondered, he had suspected...but to actually see it...to actually see Mello kiss Matt like that... For the first time since he could remember, the genius felt the burn of tears in his eyes.
Near never thought that he would be envious of the Third in line to suceed L.
Later, both their lips swollen from kissing and laughing breathlessly, Matt and Mello left the playroom doorway and made their way to the hallway stairs. pausing on the landing to see a solitary model robot laying broken on the hardwood floor.
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Author's Notes II: So, that's it. ^^; It's a lot more angsty than the last two parts, so I hope you enjoyed it. XD I'm working on the next installment, and I promise that the humor will return! ^^ As always, please review! Thanks for reading!
Written By: thinlimitation, aka mellomafia
Disclaimer: Death Note and all related characters belong to Ohba-san and Obata-san. Not to me.
Summary: A series of one-shots all centering around the theme of our favorite couple being caught in compromising positions. Matt/Mello is the main pairing, but others will be making cameo appearances.
Genre: Romance/Friendship/Humor
Rating: Varies per oneshot, but as a generality, I think T works.
WARNING!: There will be yaoi. XD If that's not your thing, click the back button.
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Author's Notes: Howdy, all! This time it's Near's turn! This one is going to be angsty to break up the humor, and I'll be deviating from the formula I wrote the last two chapters by. It's also going to be shorter, more of a drabble type thing. Hopefully you'll all still enjoy! ^^ Also, if you guys have any suggestions as to who should catch Mello and Matt, let me know! ^^ Enjoy!
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III. Near
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It was Christmas time and all of Winchester was covered in a blanket of glittering snow. The fire crackled merrily in the playroom hearth, and Near watched as a few of the younger orphans clamored around the tall, heavily decorated Christmas tree, laughing as they shook packages and listened to the sounds of their contents, trying to guess as the mysteries hidden beneath the bright, shining paper and ribbons.
Near lay on his stomach next to the fireplace, legs bent at the knees and feet kicked up childishly as he played with his model robots. His real focus, however, was not on his toys, but rather on two of fellow sucessors.
Mello was in his usual spot in the bay window, back supported by a pillow against the wall, legs stretched out languidly on the cushioned bench, intensely focused on a thick, musty book. Matt sat on the floor in front of the blonde, Gameboy in his hands, knees pulled close to his chest, the back of his head just barely touching Mello's thigh. The younger of the three watched out of the corner of his eye as the redhead tilted his head back to rest in the blonde's lap, smiling widely at the other boy, who glanced away from his book for a moment before grinning softly in return, his slim hand reaching down to gently stroke his hair as he continued reading. The gamer went back to his game contentedly, leaning into his friend's touch.
This was not the first time something like this had happened. They were cautious, subtle, but Near noticed it all the same.
He sat behind them in class, paying very little attention to the lecture, studying instead the body language of two friends. Matt and Mello always sat next to each other, and always shared a desk whenever possible. Perhaps no one else picked up on it, but Near saw. He saw the way they looked at each other, the coy smiles and twinkling eyes. He saw how they allowed their fingers to brush just a little too long whenever they passed each other papers or writing utensils. He saw the way they would hook their ankles together under the desk, gently stroking each other's calves with the tops of their feet. He saw the way Matt would lean in, gently tucking Mello's hair behind his ear to whisper secrets and sweet nothings as they walked in the hallways that made the blonde blush or laugh...
He saw the way their fingers intertwined when they didn't think anyone was watching them. Saw the way Mello would lazily lean his head against Matt's shoulder as they studied in the library.
Near saw it all, saw what no one else did. And jealousy burned in his heart every time.
As the sun sank in the West and the sky darkened, the playroom began to empty until only the Top Three students remained. Finally, the white haired boy stood up, gathering his robots in his arms and left the room, a dull ache in his chest. As he made his way out of the playroom and up hall stairs, Near tripped on the cuff of his pajama pants, one of his toys dropping from his arms and clattered down the steps, landing on the hard wood floor on the landing. He began to climb back down the stairs, but paused when he heard Matt and Mello's voices, and instead crouched down at the top of the stairs, watching silently from a distance as they emerged, fingers intwined, in the doorway.
"Hey, Mells," Matt said softly, smiling at the other boy as he pointed up to a sprig of dark green leaves and white berries tied with red ribbon, "Mistletoe."
The blonde looked up where the redhead's finger had indicated, turning to the other boy with a devious smirk. "So it is."
Near watched, frozen, as Mello slid an arm around Matt's waist, pulling him dangerously close, his free hand, gently caressing the other boy's pale cheek before burying itself in his red tresses. The gamer wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck, eyeslids fluttering closed when the blonde kissed him, moaning softly as he deepened it.
Without retreiving his robot, Near fled, heart pounding wildly beneath his ribcage. He had wondered, he had suspected...but to actually see it...to actually see Mello kiss Matt like that... For the first time since he could remember, the genius felt the burn of tears in his eyes.
Near never thought that he would be envious of the Third in line to suceed L.
Later, both their lips swollen from kissing and laughing breathlessly, Matt and Mello left the playroom doorway and made their way to the hallway stairs. pausing on the landing to see a solitary model robot laying broken on the hardwood floor.
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Author's Notes II: So, that's it. ^^; It's a lot more angsty than the last two parts, so I hope you enjoyed it. XD I'm working on the next installment, and I promise that the humor will return! ^^ As always, please review! Thanks for reading!