"That's not a matter of text." Mail smirked. "So you saw the photo."

"All seventeen of them," Near informed, his face rather calm. "Why it was needed from different angles is beyond me..."

"You can't take it all at once." Mail laughed.

"A single front-on photo would have been good enough," Near informed, lifting an eyebrow. "There wasn't much to take on."

"I said in." Mail snorted. "Besides, you really think a little kid like you is gonna worry me?"

Mail snickered and carried Near out of the elevator.

"PUT ME DOWN!" Near shrieked as soon as Mail's foot was outside of the elevator. He began to struggle wildly, trying to break free of the redhead's hold.

Mail shifted Near and held him close against him- immobilizing the little boy for the most part.

"Just close your eyes and I'll get us outside." Mail said into Near's ear.

Near was extremely uncomfortable - with the crowd and the music, but also with the closeness - but he closed his eyes regardless. Logic said that Mail would not hurt him and that trumped the fear.

He didn't see, but could feel the onlookers as Mail made his way through the crowded room. He could even hear a some cooing and few people wooting and cheering Mail on.

The white-haired boy didn't let out the breath he was holding until he felt the sunlight starting to burn his skin and heard the sound of the party inside become muffled.

"We're moving to my car now." Mail informed as he hustled up.

The white-haired boy poked his eyes open behind the sunglasses, trying to get a look at this 'charger'.

Mail opened the car door and set Near in the passenger seat- buckling him in before running over to the driver's side.

Near looked surprised as he glanced around the inside of the car, before sighing and glancing over at Mail.

...He really wanted to go home.

--Scene Change--

Nate pulled back after only a second and frowned down at Matt, hoping he'd calmed down.

Matt blinked at Nate dumbly for a moment- his cheeks flushed as he stared back at the ivory-haired boy- his lips still warm and tingling from when his and Nate's had met.

"I'm sorry... I didn't- I... I..." Nate sighed, looking defeated. "...I didn't know how else to make you shut up."