"Take it."

"No."

"Take it!"

"No, Mello."

"Near, why do you have to be so stubborn!? Take it!"

Mello, wondering why Near never ate chocolate (or anything else, to Mello's knowledge), dragged Near off to Mello's room, to ask him about it. In turn, Near would not answer, so Mello started to attempt to force the chocolate upon the white-haired boy, no matter what.

"Look, Near, it's ok, look."

Mello snapped of a small corner of his chocolate and popped it quickly in his mouth. He chewed quickly, and swallowed.

"Well, it's a given that I know that it's 'ok.' I see you eating it just about all day."

Near had almost stopped caring, but Mello was nagging forcefully and endlessly to him. Why is this so important to Mello? Couldn't he just give up and conclude that Near doesn't like chocolate?

"That's not the point. Please, Near! Eat it!"

Mello snapped off another corner of the chocolate.

"Not on your life, Mello."

A hand flew through the air.

"Mello?"

Near grabbed Mello's wrist just in time. Of course he would try something like this. Near glared down at Mello's hand, and the piece of chocolate, just millimeters from his pale lips.

"C'mon, Near!"

"No, Mello."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't eat in front of people. It makes me uncomfortable."

With small pressure, Near pushed Mello's hand back down to the blonde's side. Getting up slowly, He turned to leave Mello's room.

Mello, being Mello, would not allow that.

Behind Near's back, he popped the chocolate piece into his mouth.

Quietly, he stood from the floor where he sat, and walked as fast as he could over to Near.

Near suspected nothing. He hadn't even noticed Mello was behind him until his hands were on the shorter boy's shoulders.

"Mello?"

Near stared into the deep blue seas that looked like they might pool over and dye the whole world blue at any given moment. Mello stared back.

Mello knew one way that Near wouldn't be able to defend himself.

Of course, it was simply because Near had never had something like this happen to him.

"…Mello…?"

Mello's eyes slowly closed.

His head dipped down, his back bended, so he was face to face with Near.

And then…

Their lips collided.

He.

Kissed.

Near…?

The shorter boy's eyes lied wide open, staring back at closed eyelids.

What was this sensation?

Braking Near's trip to another world in half, Mello, almost experimentally trailed his tongue along the younger boy's lip.

Near gasped, leaving his mouth wide open. Mello took the opening, and thrust his tongue inside the boy's mouth, sliding the small piece of chocolate onto Near's tongue.

Mello, almost reluctantly, pulled back. Near's hand immediately flew to his mouth.

"What was that!? It tasted like hot fudge!"

Near's eyes were full of emotion, his face flushed pink, and he was slightly shaking.

"It was a kiss, duh."

"You are truly an idiot, Mello."

Near turned and fled out the door, leaving it only a fraction of a crack open. Mello followed him to the door, and peered out the opening.

Near's thin, delicate fingers were to his lips, and he was smiling.

Mello knew it would work.