The Orphanage

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Well guys, have fun with this little Mello x reader I made. It starts with both of you as kids, then,later when you're both teens. Kk bye!

"Well Near can be L's successor then!" His voice rang loud and clear through the hallways of the usually silent orphanage.

(Y/n) was crouched outside the door, clutching her ears, like she was afraid that they'd fall off if she let go.

Her (e/c) orbs were brimming with shiny tears that threatened to spill over her cheeks at any moment.

In all the years that she'd known him, she had never heard Mihael Keehl, usually known as Mello yell like that. Mello usually had outbursts, but none were this bad.

"I'll leave then!" He yelled at the poor attendant, Roger, after he begged him to work with Near to find the famous mass murderer, Kira.

Mello's words lingered in the air.

Surely he must be joking, (y/n) thought to herself.

The shouting within the room had ceased completely, replaced by a deafening silence.

(Y/n) immediately decided that she prefered the yelling.

She leaned closer to the door and strained her ears to get a better listen, until a door slammed into the side of her face; Mello had swung the door open, and had no idea that who he had just injured.

"What the- OH (y/n)!'' Mello looked behind the door to find you clutching your face in pain.

"Sorry 'bout that,'' Mello said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

You glared at him and crossed your arms.

"I still don't forgive you,'' you said teasingly.

He elbowed you in the ribs. Hard.

You doubled over in pain.

Mello enjoyed roughhousing with you, and the fact that you were L Lawleit's sister didn't change anything.

"Whoops. Guess I don't know my own strength,'' Mello says, flashing a devilishly handsome smile.

"Ya think?!'' You yell back.

Mello leads you to his room where you collapse on the soft bed and feel around the mattress for a blanket.

"Listen (y/n), I need to tell you something,'' Mello says from a corner of the room. Judging by the growing proximity of his voice, he is walking towards you.

You sit up, and look at him in fear.

Could he really be planning on leaving?, you wonder, remembering the argument he had with Roger mere minutes ago.

"What is it,Mello?'' You ask, feeling panic rise through your body. He plops down on the mattress next to you, and you slide towards him involuntarily as the bed shifts, creating something like a whirlpool, pulling you closer to him.

"Roger as asked me to work with Near to find the person who killed your brother,'' he says, and you gulp.

Your brother's death was something you felt reluctant to talk about. You still get watery eyed when you remember the phone call. The day your life was shattered. The day L left you broken, scrambling to pick up the pieces of the life which,up till now had been full of happiness. So what L used to say was true. Happiness comes to those who led miserable lives, but the happiness had to come from somewhere. It's taken from those who had so much.

"Oi, (y/n)!!! Mello yelled, trying to recapture your attention.

"RIGHT!'' You yell as you are sucked back to reality.''Sorry, what were you saying?''

Mello looks at you like you should be in a mental hospital and continues.

"Well, when Roger asked me, I realized that while I am here, I'm really no better than Near,'' he says absentmindedly,'' I need to get out of here. Until I do, I'll just be like everyone else.''

You felt as though his words had sucked all the happiness out of you. You knew it was coming, but that didn't make it hurt any less.

Mello looks at you expectantly, raising a blond eyebrow at you. Instead of answering like a normal person, you let out a strangled noise that sounded like a cross between a sob and a groan. Then without any warning, you burst into tears in his chest, slamming your fists into his chest over and over.

He doesn't move. He just sat there, stunned.

"(Y/n), are you okay?''

You loved Mello. Loved him like a brother. But one thing that constantly annoyed you to no end was that he was comple- tely oblivious to the emotions of others. Even now, the cause of your tears was as clear as day, and he had no idea what was happening.

"Don't go,'' you whimpered. He seemed rather taken aback at these words.

"Come on, (y/n) this is my big chance to prove my worth to this whole godforsaken orphanage!'' He said, his eyes twinkling with excitement,'' Why aren't you happy for me?''

You gripped his shirt even tighter, causing him to swear loudly as you cut off the circulation in hid body with your iron grip.

"I. Don't. Want. You. To. Go!!'' You yelled, allowing your tears to cascade down your red cheeks.

Mello, finally grasping the situation awkwardly wraps his strong arms around you. You look up and imagine what is going through his head right now, and wonder if he was thinking about a lesson in human emotion that you and Near gave him years ago( tears=bad. Hugs = good).

"I'm sorry, (y/n) but this is just something I have to do,''

you sniffle once more before drifting off to a peaceful slumber.

Had you known it would be the last time you saw him, you would ave held on tighter, and never let go.

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Edit

ok so after like 2 months of trying to change the thumbnail, i managed... we have all been rewarded with sexy rexy mello. enjoy.

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