"Are you doing anything later, _____?" "Let's go by my place and play!" "I'm not busy today, let's hang out!" It was the usual chatter on these grounds. "So sorry, but I have to study for the upcoming test! Maybe next time, okay?" Flashing a sweet smile, everyone understood and left my presence. 'Finally, I can hear my own thoughts...' Walking towards my home, I was immediately greeted by my mother and her cooking. "Welcome home, dear! I've made dinner, so change and come to the kitchen to eat!" She says, teasing the dish in front of me. "Leave it on my bed, I have to study for this week's test. Thank you." I bowed, passing by my mother and into my room. Releasing all stress on my shoulders, I lay myself onto the soft sheets of my bed and stare up to the empty ceiling.
My name is _____ _____, age 15. I am currently attending Daiichi Middle School, the school for the gifted. It's rather ironic being in a gifted school since majority of the students seem to have intelligence that barely exceeds the above average. 'Something should be good on television...' Grabbing the remote, I turn on the device and flip through the channels. "Fresh easy, yes pleasy! Visit Sunshiney Mart and get-" "The future is in your hands! Take every opportunity to join" "The Kira Case is still hot among Japan. Public says that we must pray to Kira! Kira is life, as they chant!" I sat up immediately, eyes glued to the television. 'This being, "Kira" has been out for a while.' Scooting off the bed, I walk out to the balcony and look up to the moon. I recall that day clearly, that day where that woman felt so cold.
"I'm coming, Mama!" I ran, catching up to my guardian. I grasp her hand that she held out and walked with her in the snow. We were going to a cafe since it was getting cold, I was excited. Looking ahead, I saw two individuals that were talking close by a building. One of them was a young man with brown hair and a menacing look on his face. The other individual turned around to my view, sporting a leather jacket and locks of black. I began to tug on my mom's sleeve to get her attention, ignoring the flakes that began to fall. "Yes, dearie? What is it?" She looks down at me with concern, little to no awareness of what was happening in front of her. "Let's cross the street! It'll be much faster!" With my pitched voice, I sounded cute enough to convince her. "Well, there aren't any cars around so okay! The faster we get there, the faster we can get something warm to eat." Mother whistled, clearly thinking of pastries. My gut forced me to avoid the encounter. I didn't understand why, but that man gave off a vibe that felt suffocating.
"That damn Near...Who does he think he is..?" I snapped out of my mind, looking down the balcony for the source of the voice. Among the dark street, I spotted a boy wearing a black long-sleeve, his honey colored hair swaying at each step he took. He looked somewhat angry but visibly cold as well. I grabbed a scarf and ran outside at such a high speed, nearly swinging my door open to face the boy. "Hey!" I waved the scarf at him with my hand, grabbing his attention that gave him shock. "You're cold. Come inside for a bit." I demanded. There was no way I was going to let some random kid freeze outside. His expression seemed to me conflicted, but eventually he walked in. "Honey! What was that-" My mother walked in, only to see me putting the scarf around the boy. "Oh, dear.. You know you shouldn't bring strangers in-" I stopped her in her tracks. "Set up some tea. He is cold." I ordered, walking to the living room and beckoning the boy to follow. He was rather obedient despite his appearance. My mother came in and dropped off some tea and treats. "Are you alright?" I asked the boy. Getting a better look of his eyes as he met my gaze, they shined a beautiful hue of blue. The boy hummed, appreciating the amount of warmth he is getting.
"....Sorry, but I can't be here for long. Thanks for the warmth though." The boy said, removing the scarf and getting ready to leave. I felt an urge shoot me up from my seat to stop him from leaving. "W-wait!" I exclaimed for his attention, which made him look at me with curiosity. "Are you sure you want to go now? It's dark and cold outside, please stay until morning!" I bowed in hoped to he accepts and to hide my fearful expression. There was silence, nothing but crickets chirping on this cold evening. "..Fine. I will leave until morning since you're rather persistent." The boy sighed, still glued to his spot. "G-good! I'm glad! Let me set up a place for you to sleep, so please wait here!" I bowed once more and dismissed myself, grabbing a spare futon from the closet hallway and setting it onto the couch. The other teenager sat back down onto the couch with the futon, biting his lip as he was getting lost into his own thoughts. I sat myself down and flipped the living room TV on, switching through channels until I ran into the news again. "Today, there has been several new cases ending with heart attacks! Kira is back in business, stirring up policemen and public eye!" The teen gazed at the television, face wrinkling up in disgust. "Change it." He demanded in a threatening tone, facing away from me with a balled up fist. I flipped the channel to a shopping broadcast, watching the boy lose some of the tense pressure in his body. Looking back at me, he held an apologetic expression and whispered an apology. "Hey, it's fine. We have our ups and downs." I tried to reassure him but felt the room maintain its tensity. "What is your name, by the way? I'm _____ ______, sorry for not introducing myself earlier!" He looked at me and slouched onto the futon, taking in the comfort that was freely given to him. "My name is Mello." He states, avoiding my gaze but cleared his throat in order to speak more. "What is your opinion on Kira, _____?"
I felt my hands shake, I knew how controversial Kira was but I couldn't help but be honest. "Kira has been providing punishment on all those who deserve it, so Kira seems to be alright in my book..." Observing Mello, I saw him grind his teeth by the gentle shuffle within his cheeks. I swallowed and shook my head, continuing my opinion. "Despite what he did, Kira is not right." I stated, Mello looking directly at me with interest and a raised eyebrow. "Kira may be eliminating criminals but it is unjust. There has been no due process nor has there been mercy for minor crimes. Yes, criminals may be listed under execution but it does not change the fact that Kira has taken matters into his own hands! Kira, in this case-" Standing up and pointing at the screen, determination in my voice. "-is nothing but a murderer!" Heaving, I sighed and threw myself back down to the couch. Mello swallowed and hid a smile, looking satisfied with my answer. "That's fortunate..." He says. Looking at the time, I realize that I was suppose to be studying. "I'm sorry, Mello! I must be going now to study for my upcoming test. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything." I bowed and headed for the kitchen.
I drank a glass of water and pondered. 'Why was he out at this time? Is he okay? What is so urgent to make him leave all alone?' As I was thinking in my head, I grabbed two bars of chocolate from the fridge and headed to the living room. Looking around, the only activity was Mello asleep in the futon, breathing steady. I leave a chocolate bar on the coffee table he was facing and left. The next morning, he was already gone with the futon folded and the bar gone.
"Goodbye, Mello..." I uttered to myself.
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Convenience ( Mello x Reader )
FanfictionEver since the beginning of time, humanity has climbed its way to the top. Eventually, humanity would begin a war within itself, but there are always people who will oppose the war. The war was more than believing in godly intervention, it was about...
