Pairing: MxN

Warnings: Pretty much PWP. If you don't like yaoi (guyxguy), you're reading the wrong fic.

This is actually my first Mello/Near fic, so I'm looking for some well-rounded critic, if you please :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.

Reward

"Rester, contact the authorities immediately; tell them we have both video and audio evidence supporting the accusation that Michael Hereford and Richard Martins were behind the attack on St Francis' boarding school on the 5th of this month. Also inform them that they are currently planning another attack and have explosives hidden inside a locker in the hardware store that both men worked at in Manhattan. That will be all"

Mello's pulse quickened at the albino's last sentence. Was this finally it? He watched Halle and Giovanni as they sighed with relief and began to sort out the many untidy piles of paper that had collected during the long three weeks that it had taken to track down the terrorists.

'Should I tell them to leave?' the blonde deliberated with himself. 'No, I can drag Near to his room – it'll be more comfortable on a bed. It's not like they're not used to me running off with him at the end of a case.'

Slowly, the elder ex-Wammy's student stood up and sauntered towards the pyjama clad boy in front of the many LCD screens, which currently showed the two suspects in their homes, arguing about something over the phone. He gently placed one hand upon the younger's shoulder.

"They will be arrested shortly Mello. Thank you for your hard work. We should continue to watch until the end to be sure that all goes according to plan."

Mello lowered his hand and scowled at his old rival.

He'd waited three weeks for this; he could wait another hour or two.

*break~break~break*

Three months before.

"I wasn't sure you'd turn up, Mello."

The leather clad blond continued on his path across the control room of the SPK headquarters and stopped in front of his arch-rival.

"I got your hidden message, if that's what it was," Mello began. "How did you know I was still alive?"

"Your body wasn't found after the fire"

"But how did you KNOW I was still alive?"

Near paused for a moment.

"I didn't"

Mello stared down at his old enemy, watching carefully as he placed yet another dice onto his already quite spectacular tower.

"I need a place to stay."

"And you thought to ask here?"

"I know you want to work with me, and… I'm not gonna let my stupid pride get in my way anymore."

"So you admit now that we make a good team?"

Mello knelt to the other's level and yanked his chin up, staring straight into those cold, grey eyes.

"I'm not admitting anything, Near."

"I thought you weren't going to let your pri-"

He stopped suddenly. Well, it's kind of hard to talk when someone's just shoved their tongue down your throat.

The two boys clutched at each other and began wrestling for dominance inside their mouths, the smaller male eventually giving in and letting the other control things. Wet, sucking noises echoed across the room as they continued to crush their mouths together until the desire – the need - for something more became too much and Mello pulled back, stretching and snapping a thin trail of saliva between their lips as he did so.

"I'm not letting anything get in my way anymore, Near."