Shooting Stars

"Mello?" whispered a voice.

"Wha-" Mello cracked open his eyes. A dark form was looming over him, like a figure from some horror movie-"AHHH!" he shrieked. The form hurriedly retreated a few steps. "Sorry," it whispered, apologetically. It sounded vaguely familiar… "Near?" asked Mello, incredulously.

The dark shape nodded. "Sorry."

"What are you doing in my room? At three in the morning?" the blonde boy asked. Near should never be in my room, he thought, much less in the middle of the night. Near peered at Mello through the darkness. "I want to show you something, but you can only see it from my window."

Mello sat up slowly. "What is it?"

"Just come over here." Near began to walk towards the hall. Mello wondered whether to follow or not…it was probably just another stupid model Near put together, he thought, I should just go back to sleep. But Mello's natural curiosity got the best of him, and he quietly followed Near down the hall. They stopped at Near's door, and the white haired boy went in, Mello behind him. Near's windows were wide open, and the room was cold. Mello shivered. Near went over to the window, and stuck his head out. "Come over here."

Mello wrapped his arms around himself, trying to warm up. The breeze went right through his pyjamas…he thought longing of his warm bed…something out the window caught his eye. He blinked. There was another one; "hey!"

Near smiled. "There're a lot of them tonight. A whole lot."

Mello peered out the window. "Shooting stars," he grinned. "Cool." He hung over the sill, as if it would make the flying pinpricks of light easier to make out. Once you started looking, there were tons of them, all over.

"You can't see them from your side of the house," explained Near. "I thought you might want to see them."

Mello nodded. "Yeah. There was nothing about meteor showers anywhere, so I would have missed it. Thanks for waking me up."

A small blip noise from Near's clock made the two boys jump. Mello glanced at the luminescent face. It was 4:00 AM. Mello yawned widely. "I should get back to bed. So should you." Near nodded.

Mello exited the room quietly, and was about to close the door, when Near called out, "Good night!"

The blonde boy paused, and returned, softly, "Good night, Near."