urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dearlydark dearlydark dearlydark 2006-11-17T01:44:39Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dearlydark:932 2006-11-17T00:29:34Z 2006-11-17T01:44:39Z <small><b>Title:</small></b>L's Chocolates<br /><small><b>Series:</small></b>Death Note<br /><small><b>Pairing:</small></b>LxMello<br /><small><b>Rating:</small></b>PG-13<br /><small><b>Summary:</small></b> L convinces a young Mello to get out of a tree.<br /><small><b>Word Count:</small></b>519<br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><br /><br />"I'm not coming down!" the small blonde boy yelled at he clung to a branch high up in a tree. "You can't make me!"<br /><br />L, hunched over like always, sighed. Mello was so stubborn and extravagant when infuriated. He was not about to loose to a 10 year old boy, or anyone for that matter. <br /><br />"Stay up there, I guess I will have to eat this chocolate bar all by myself." L smirked, pulling out an unopened package of chocolate out of his pockets.<br /><br />But Mello knew better, L had pulled this trick on him before and he was not going to fall for it again. The last time L had promised him said chocolate bar, and once he came down the older man just smirked, and ate the delicious candy in front of him, as if to spite him. L was selfish, and never shared his precious sweets.<br /><br />"I'm not stupid L, you said the same thing last time." the young boy scoffed, sticking his tongue out at the older boy. "You never share your sweets."<br /><br />"Touche" Thought L, as he opened the candy and nibbled at the corner. "This time I really will share I promise."<br /><br />"Liar!" Mello yelled, before he turned his head and ran his tongue over his lips. The chocolate looked so delicious, melting as it made contact with L's greedy red lips. He would have to hold out for as long as possible.<br /><br />"When have I ever lied to you Mello? Or broke a promise?" L tilted his head upwards, curiously looking at the boy. It was only a matter of time before he would see the small blonde boy climb down and tug on his shirt demanding chocolate. "I swear I will give you some, but is has to be our little secret. You know how jealous the other boys would get, epically Near." The genius knew that just uttering Near's name would get him out of the tree.<br /> And with that he climbed down from the tree, and held his hands out. "Gimme now." the boy demanded waiting for L to break off a piece. <br /><br />"Close your eyes." L said, cupping his large boney hand over the younger boy's eyes so he could not see. The man bit off a sizeable chunk and placed it in his lips before leaning down and parting Mello's lips with the chocolate that rested in between his lips. Slowly the chocolate melted, and their lips met for a few moments. L pulled away, his cheeks flushed a lovely rose hue.<br /><br />Mello licked his lips, slightly confused at the events that had just happened. He enjoyed the way L shared his sweets, and discovered why he didn't share more often. The blonde boy beamed brightly, his little fingers burying themselves into the cloth of L's white shirt.<br /><br />"Promise you won't tell anyone." L said looking down at his boy, his face still a bit flushed .<br /><br />"I won't tell anyone." Both L and Mello knew that was a lie. The moment that Mello spotted his rival Near, he would boast how he got a hold of L's precious chocolates. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dearlydark:650 2006-11-17T00:23:05Z 2006-11-17T00:23:05Z Gackt - Dybbuk <small><b>Title:</small></b> Memories<br /><small><b>Series:</small></b> Death Note<br /><small><b>Pairing:</small></b> MattxMello<br /><small><b>Rating:</small></b> G<br /><small><b>Summary:</small></b> Matt remembers the day Mello arrived...<br /><small><b>Word Count:</small></b> 200<br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><br /><br />Matt distinctly remembers when first Mello arrived at Whammy's House. Sure the blonde boy may have been older by a few hundred days, but Matt was there long before the hot-headed chocolate addicted boy arrived. It was a rainy fall day, the other children were whining and pouting about not being able to play outside. Matt, indifferent like always, did not mind. After all, the eight year old could play with his beloved Gameboy rain or shine, day or night. Granted he had an ample supply of double A batteries. <br /><br />The scrawny red-head looked up from his pixilated realm of violence and cracked his knuckles like an old pro. His eyes went to the window where he saw a small blonde boy being dragged inside. A small smirk came to his face, seeing the boy kick any squirm trying to get away from the men that ushered him in. The new kid's hair was messy and tangled, his face and hands soiled with what appeared to be chocolate. Quiet laughter escaped from Matt's lips, seeing the fiery blonde bite one of the men on the arm and run away. Somehow he knew that his days would never be the same.