((Awesome. Adding Near and Mello as well. Pics:
Near:
http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb12 ... me/013.jpg
Mello:
http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w155 ... /mello.jpg
Intro!))
There was something about the way Mello moved and held his hands that enchanted Near. The white-haired boy sat on the bed watching his blond friend, his dark eyes following every motion those appendages made. The way he curled his fingers as he raised them to brush some hair out of his eyes, the paleness of his unblemished skin, the black nail polish he wore...it was nice to see Mello's hands out of his gloves, Near reasoned.
Letting his dark eyes wander to Mello's face, the younger one blinked once and murmured, "Mello, what are we doing here? We should be back at home."
"Hmm?" the blond's aqua eyes scanned Near over for a moment, then flickered to the desk at his side. "We're here to investigate. It's just Tokyo, Near."
"Yeah...but it's not home."
"No place is like London, Near." Mello pulled his black leather gloves onto his hands, hiding them from Near's prying eyes. With a discouraged sigh, Near's eyes found new things to look at. They scanned up Mello's arms, catching sight of the painful-looking scars covering his left side. The white-haired boy cocked his head to one side and slipped off the bed, walking to Mello's side and resting a hand on his friend's scarred shoulder. He closed his eyes and ran his fingertips over the marks, hearing the blond's breath catching in his throat as they ran over his collarbone. Near paused; perhaps he shouldn't be touching Mello like this...
...but when else was he going to get the chance to comfort his childhood friend so?