Meant To Be Yours (Yandere One-shots) ~Complete~

Near ~Play~

Author's Note: (Y/f/i) means your first initial. That's all~
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You, Near, and Mello had grown up in the orphanage together. You and Mello were about the same age, but you often hung out with Near and played. You couldn't understand why Mello hated Near, in your opinion he was fun to hang out with. You and Near agreed that no matter who was chosen to take over as the 2ed L, the two of you would work together. Then one day the dreadful news came, L had been killed by Kira. He hadn't choose who was going to take over as the 2ed L, so it was requested that the three of you worked together. To you that sounded like a great idea. Three intelligent minds working together to catch Kira, this should be easy.  Although, someone had a different opinion.

"There's no way I'm working with him!" Mello growled. "I'll work with (Y/n), but there's no way I'm working with this child."

"Mello, it'll be easier to find Kira if all three of us work together." You said.

"No! I won't work with a child!" Mellow sneered. "What's it going to be?"

You walked over to Mello and he smiled. You pulled him into a hug and he hugged you back.

"Good luck." You said.

Mellow glared at Near who simply looked away and began playing with his toys. It was as if he knew you would choose him.

"Tch, fine. Work with that child." Mello growled. "If you decide you want to work with me, you know how to contact me."

(Few Month Time Skip)

You and Near had been working on the Kira case for a while. After a long day of working you decided to head into town for a bit, unlike Near you liked going out once in a while. He tried to get you to stay, saying he could have one of the other detectives do it, but you insisted. It was starting to get dark and you knew you should've headed back, but the smell of fresh food hit your senses and you decided to stay out...just a bit longer. After grabbing a quick bite to eat you began to head home. You took out your phone to see you had twelve miss calls from him and nine text. Crap, you must have put your phone on silent. You had only been out of about three hours, how could he be that worried? Could it be that something happened and he needed you? You dialed his number.

"(Y/n)! Where are you?!" Near yelled, his voice frantic.

"I'm leaving a cafe, I should be home in about five minutes." You replied.

Near had been nervous and worried before, but he always had his normal monotone voice. Something bad must be going on.