Innocence (MelloxNear) (Death Note)

Chapter 8 | Encounter With A Psychopath

Warning: Contains blood and mentions of rape. Proceed with caution. 

-

You're sitting in a corner

Wondering what you got into... 

-

As he sunk into the gray leather seat that he sat perched upon, Near's hand traced his shoulder, flinching slightly everytime his hand brushed the slowly healing bite mark. Ever since Mello had marked him, the "seal of ownership" as Mello called it, started to bruise, a horrible purple surrounding the scruffy puncture marks. The albino slumped, elbow resting on the arm rest beside him as he stared distantly out of the airplane window, watching as fluffy white clouds passed, every moment he spent looking repeatedly reminding him how far away from home he was...

Near felt a shiver run down his spine, as the feeling of being bitten resonated through his mind, the entire scene plaing out in his head on an endless loop. He could still remember the piercing sting as his skin was penetrated by the blonde boys razor teeth; the wooziness he felt as a seemingly limitless supply of blood leaked from his body;the sinking feeling in his gut as he saw his own crimson blood smeared around Mello's mouth, as he stared hungrily... It reminded him too much of-

Shaking his head, Near banished the reminising memories, not wanting to relive them in the slightest. Not now, not ever. 

"Near, do you need anything?" Watari asked kindly, coming from his previous position in the flight attendants department (Watari had a nack for telling people how to do their jobs properly, as he would only take the best. Which was exactly the reason Near was on this private jet in the first place!) Looking up from his mindless staring, Near's charcoal black eyes pondered the thought for a moment, before taking a strand of his hair and twiddling it around his finger thoughtfully.

"Some chocolate, if I could." Near mumbled, as Watari promptly raised an eyebrow at the boys strange request. Since when had the boy ever had a sweet tooth? Not bothering to pry, as he knew that would only cause him greater confusion, the elderly man nodded, attempting to figure out why on earth Near would ask for something so sugary. Then again, Near's tastes seemed to change like the weather, but still. And that's when Watari broke a smile. There was only one other lad at Wammy's that had such an interest in chocolate.

After retrieving the foil covered treat, Watari passed the bar over to Near, amused at his findings. Near managed to notice the budding smirk on Watari's face, and questioned it. "What has Watari so happy?" He asked, inspecting the situation thoroughly. Nothing Near had done had caused this, unless... Of course, Near reminded himself, what kind of assistant for L would Watari be if he didn't question and look further into everything. So Watari knew Near's ulterior motive for asking for chocolate.

It reminded him of who Near refered to as Nice Mello. The boy he grew to have an interest in. However, the boy last night was not NM. The boy who marked him was Beyond Mello. Or at least, that's what Near wanted to believe. And trust it, he truly wanted that to be the case.

"Missing Mello?" Watari asked, not bothering to beat around the bush and avoid asking the question. Holding in a complete revealing of his true feelings, Near took a slight deep breath, before replying with a simple, "No." The boys stubborness reminded Watari of a childish kid, except the whitette wasn't pouting, nor snapping back. He was merely sticking by his opinion strongly, but as though he was his age, but not a succesor for L. He was just a normal kid, something he was never allowed to be. Chuckling, Watari decided to leave the boy alone, before he left Near alone to deal with his thoughts and avoid angering him.

Littlle did he know, Near's thoughts were not what the albino wanted to return to, as it only contained thoughts of the past, the one thing Near wanted to avoid at all costs. To others, he might seem like he bears no emotions or feelings, only answers and confusion, but no one is that inhuman. No one, except maybe...