"What... that Mello is going to leave me for Naveen?" Near pressed, frowning.

The albino boy turned toward his husband and firmly grabbed Mello's face with his free hand, forcing their eyes toward one another.

"Mello left Naveen a year ago for me," He informed. "I am not afraid Mello will go back to him... I am afraid that Mello will hurt him."

Mello blinked before he looked aside.

"A little late for that." He mumbled. "I already did...a year ago."

"And that is one of the last things he remembers," Near whispered, frowning deeply. "He hasn't had a year to get over it, Mello... to him it was a week ago."

Mello blinked and let go of Near's hand- sitting on the edge of the bed.

"...I hadn't thought of that." Mello murmured.

"I can't stop thinking about it," Near admitted, turning to look back at his sleeping twin. "Mello hurt him and then his best friend... well... killed him. And yes, I am his twin, but... Naveen and I haven't been close in a while..."

"...He'll need you...he'll need all of us." Mello sighed. "This whole place just changed in a year and he's got no idea where he is and who's here...apparently he was asking questions about everyone earlier."

"I didn't say I wouldn't be there," Near said, frowning at his love. "I'm just saying that... he probably feels very alone right now."

"...I don't know what to do...there's nothing that we can do, but be there." Mello sighed. "I wish there was something...or someone. Unchanged like him that could give him some stability."

"Can Mello make me a promise?" Near asked, finally looking back to his husband.

"Anything." Mello turned to Near- suddenly looking concerned again.

"If he comes to Mello for comfort," Near said, looking the blonde in the eyes. "Will Mello promise to give it to him?"

Mello stared at Near a moment- seeming a bit confused and surprised before he nodded.

"Of course...but what about you?" Mello asked.

"What about me?" Near asked, frowning. "I'm not the one who was murdered, Mello."

Mello sighed.

"...Don't act like nothing's happening to you." Mello mumbled. "And I'm your husband."

"I'm not asking Mello to marry him," Near sighed. "I just... he trusts Mello and he needs someone he can trust."

"He can always trust me." Mello nodded.

Giving a small nod, Near climbed off the bed.

"Where are you going?" Mello asked- slipping off as well. "Don't go off and do anything...you're still recovering too, I don't care what K says about it."

Mello frowned and gave a firm nod.

Near turned to him and lifted an eyebrow. "I was going to go to the bathroom, Doctor Keehl."

"...Right." Mello nodded- feeling rather stupid at how over protective he was being.

He stepped back and sat down on the bed again.

Shaking his head, Near slipped into the bathroom and closed the door behind himself.

"Its weird," Naveen whispered, causing Mello to jump - had he been awake the whole time? - and turn to look at him. "Seeing you be so nice to him..."

Mello blinked down at Naveen before he looked away.

"...He's my husband." Mello said softly.

"Even before, when you were with both of us," Naveen hummed. "You were never this nice... its probably why he's acting so weird. You aren't acting like you and its making him uneasy."

Mello sighed and slumped.

"...Then what am I supposed to do?" Mello asked. "Blow up at him over every stupid little thing? Brake his puzzles and toys when he uses that fat head of his?"

"Near is a creature of habit," Naveen reminded, sitting up and leaning against the headboard, hugging Rufus tightly. "Any drastic change is going to make him uneasy... and so when something like me coming back to life happens, the best thing to do is make everything else around him as normal..."

He eyed the blonde, slowly.

"And besides... are you forgetting that its things like you breaking his puzzels and toys that attracted him to you in the first place?"

"What are you talking about...I treated him like crap and he...ohhh..." Mello's eyes shot wide and he stared blankly.

"I knew you were a genius!" Naveen teased, smiling.

"That's kinda bad...that Near would be attracted to someone like that." Mello shook his head. "Well...like me."

Mello sighed and slipped off the bed to pace- limp around the room a little.

Naveen's smile slowly fell. "What do you mean? It never bothered you before..."

"Mmm...before I didn't really care." Mello admitted. "I mean...Near suddenly...clicked...but there was a little while there that he was just a good screw."

Mello tensed up- remembering who he was talking to.

Naveen made a face, but didn't say anything in regards to that comment. "Do you know what changed it? Do you even know why he decided to propose?"

Mello turned to the other boy and blinked.

"...I'm...really good in bed?" Mello offered dumbly.

"I will not confirm nor deny that," Naveen snorted. "But if that were the case, why didn't Zero or I propose? ...Or Matt, for that matter?"

"What are you talking about Matt!?" Mello burst, his face lighting up. "And Zero!? Are you kidding!?"

"Oh come on," Naveen laughed. "Everyone knows about Matt, and you told me a few years ago that you lost your virginity to Zero!"

Mello's face was bright red and he looked very displeased.

"...Zero didn't lose anything." Mello muttered. "It was stolen...had anyone been able to hold out against THAT!?"

"I never slept with him," Naveen offered. "Neither did M, for that matter..." He fell silent for a moment before he shrugged. "But he did try with both of us. I think Near slept with him once, though... but that isn't the point! The point is that... wait, where was I going with this conversation, anyways?"

"What about Near and Zero?" Mello frowned.

"Oh, right!" Naveen called, snapping his fingers. "My point was that you need to find out why the hell Near proposed to you and what he loved about you and start being an asshole to him again!"

"...And what?" Mello frowned. "Fucking Zero will help with that?"