Near went stiff, even more so as Ender placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Should we be?" He asked, rather casually.

"It would be smart...weren't you always the smartest one?" Mail could see the figure smirk beneath his hood.

"...I also am unable to fire a firearm... My hands lack the strength required," Near informed, slowly. "...Mello knows this."

"Sometimes people forget...and I don't know how long you've been back here." The head turned up and Near's breath was stolen again as he beheld a familiar and yet entirely different face...one that had a vicious burn scar on the left side.

Slowly, Near inched forward. He squinted a bit and moved even closer, his vision not the best. It wasn't until he was about four inches away from Mello's face that he suddenly reached and pulled Mello into a hug.

Mail blinked at this and then felt even more surprised as the blonde put an arm around Near and hugged him tightly- his other arm remaining under the table- probably hiding a gun or something.

"Near...you picked a hell of a bad time to come back." Mello sighed.

"What is going on?" Near inquired, refusing to pull away. "Where is Nate?"

"...You're shaking." Mello seemed surprised. "...I don't ever remember you doing that."

"I was worried," Near whispered. "I thought Mello was..."

He pulled away, touching Mello's face - as if to make sure he was really there.

"Where did this scar come from?" Near pressed. "What happened? Where is Nate?"

"You don't even know about this?" Mello reached up and touched his burn scar.

"Why would I?" Near asked in confusion, taking a seat beside the blonde.

"I thought someone would tell you...or maybe you'd have enough time to figure things out...but you look like you just left." Mello remarked. "Just like we all remember you."

"I was supposed to meet Mello," Near whispered. "The next thing I know, I'm in the future... in the present, I guess. Wearing Nate's clothes... I'm still in them."

He looked around.

"Matt?" He asked. "Is he around? And where is Nate, Mello?"

"I wish we could just get you back in that closet, but Nate ended up being right." Mello shook his head and sighed before he smirked- almost fondly. "For not being a genius, he's pretty smart."

"Mello, answer my questions!" Near snapped, making Ender jump.

Mello smiled.

"Wow...that was cool." He hummed.

"Where is Nate?" Near breathed, calming a little. "He is the one that called... where is he? And Matt?"

"We have to go...it's not safe to talk out here." Mello said as he got up. "Even if we're the only ones in the shop right now. That won't last."

Slowly, Near nodded, before he looked at Mail. "He's coming with."

"And you should probably bring them, too," Ender informed, pointing to the group that was storming in through the doorway, Mihael at the front.

"Shit." Mail smirked.

"Near!" Mihael breathed before running over.

"Oh, we found them." Lawliet murmured.

"I told you the GPS would work!" Missy cheered, dancing after her brother.

"Woopie, you know your way around a cell phone," Light scoffed. "What, did you two fly all the way to England for a cup of coffee? You can get that in the states!"

"I tried to tell them to go home," Ender assured.

"Ender, you failed miserably." Mello sighed- shaking his head.

Mihael shoved Mail roughly aside and knelt down in front of Near.

"What the hell are you doing out here?" Mihael asked- looking the boy over for bruises or anything.

"Trying to get Nate home," Near informed, obviously surprised that Mihael was there. "What is Mihael doing here?"

"You ran off." Mihael blinked. "What do you mean, 'what am I doing here'?"

"Mihael should be home," Near informed. "I am not Nate... why would Mihael follow me?"

"Mihael," Ender snorted.

"What do you mean...you think I wouldn't just because you're not Nate?" Mihael frowned.

"Mihael doesn't have any reason to care about me," Near informed, plainly.

"Of course I care!" mihael burst. "Don't say something dumb like that!"

The white-haired boy stared at him, before he looked at Mello. "They picked a good actor."

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" Mello asked with a frown.

"Who the hell is this?!?" Mihael demanded.

"I think we should leave," Missy informed, grabbing her brother. "All of us."

"They're coming," Near told Mello, pinning him with a look that Mello hadn't seen in eight years but was still so very telling.

"Who?" Mihael asked.

"I knew they would." Mello sighed as he start to move through everyone and head for the door. "C'mon."

"I'll answer Mihael's questions when we're in a safer place," Near told the blonde. "Please, don't ask any more."

He followed after Mello and Missy held up a hand before her brother could start, before she stalked after the two.

"Sure, we came all this way... lets go a little farther!" Light groaned, stalking after the group.

"You can stay." Mihael offered as he slipped out.

"Oh fuck that!" Light yelled. "I'm not staying!"

"I'm going to check on things back at Wammy's," Ender assured Mail. "Watch over Near for me, please?"

"You call him when you know everything's okay and you stay safe." Mail said firmly.

"You got it," Ender informed with a nod. "Keep him safe and let me know how Nate is."

"If I ever find him." Mail snorted.

"You will," Ender snorted. "He's anxious to meet Near... but you'll wish you hadn't."

With that said the boy slipped out the door.

"We calling a cab?" Missy asked Mello. "I doubt we're all gonna fit on your bike."

"You call came in a car, right?" Mello asked. "Or did you walk your asses from the airport to here?"

"I'll drive." Lawliet said as he started to walk to the limo.

"NO!" Mihael, Mail and Missy all cried out in unison.