2. I have altered this story to that of a fan fiction format so it not in script style in accordance with the rules.
3. This story is primarily B x L, but will feature appearances from Roger, Watari as well as some OC's.
4. This is an Alternate Universe, set in Wammy's House era.
5. This is a shota, which means underage BL. Nothing explicit, but every mature part will be separate with a warning in the chapter before. If you find mature parts offensive, do not read them! Common sense.
We do not own Death Note or its characters. They belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata
A/N: I will update with 2 parts regularly.
Part 137
The trip back to England was a silent one. Beyond and L lost each other in thought over their individual experiences, shared and individual alike. Watari, in keeping with his promise of taking in his adopted sons, called ahead of time to make arrangements for a proper arrival back into his home in the outskirts of Winchester. They arrived back to England in relative safety. The pair was very jet-lagged, having arrived back. Each would spend a short while recovering from the trip and the remainder of their illness. Beyond would stick by his friend's side while he got over his medical induced injuries. It would be 9 days after their arrival that either would show any sign of being well enough for interactivity once more.
L sat in his usual position on the bed that morning, reading over a note one of Watari's assistants had brought to them for breakfast.
"A is bringing our pets over today..." he informed his friend, sounding bored despite being excited to see their sister and animals once more.
"Is that so? It's been almost a month since we seen her last. I truly hope that she's been taking good care of herself. I admit that I missed her too while we were gone. I imagine she's changed a lot in that short time." He managed a small smile and sat up from laying down.
"I would also like to see how things are progressing with the shelter sometime soon if that's possible. I would hope that nothing but good has come out of there thus far."
"According to what Watari said T is very good at her job of keeping everything there running smoothly so I am sure the dogs have not chewed up the front counter or urinated on the files as of yet though beyond that I am not sure..."
"Hopefully not. I would not like to see the place in a state of chaos. Since I did leave the final decisions for the last positions to Roger... I am going to have to trust he made the right decisions, otherwise, I will personally fire them and look for more qualified individuals." He yawned before giving the older a kiss to the cheek and crawling out of bed, intending to shower before breakfast.
L, who for once had already had a shower before Beyond looked out the window and took a small fork full of pancake from the plate.
"I am sure it will be alright..." There was a moments pause before the dark eyed raven rephrased his statement.
"I hope it will be alright..."
"That is the correct statement," stated B, stripping himself and walking into the bathroom to begin his cleaning regimen anew.
L slowly ate his pancake and contemplated what could have become of their little shelter in this amount of time given all of the variables and the prospects, he had to admit, were a little frightening.
B reappeared after a short while and moved to get new clothes before changing and finally digging into his breakfast. He ate in silence, letting the million thoughts in his mind play themselves out. Theories, thoughts, emotions, his likes and dislikes; all these were jumbled together as one mass of internal sound.
"There is a 75% chance something has gone wrong..." The dark eyed raven mumbled quietly.
"No... more like 76%..."
"Gone wrong with what," inquired the younger. He shot a glance at his friend and forked more pancake into his mouth.
"With the orphanage, the animal sanctuary and or our pets..." It was said in a robotic monotone despite what his feelings were about each of those subjects.
"I don't doubt that something has gone wrong. A can inform us, if not her, then T would fill us in. As long as we can eliminate possibilities and solidify them as fact, possibility tells us that chance is high. The truth may be less or just as harsh. I will be there to put things back in order."
"As long as everything is fixable I am sure it will be alright..." L finished his pancake then and slowly got to his feet.
"Let's wait in the lounge room with the puppies..."
B nodded and set both plates onto the tray before fixing the bed and following his friend outside.
Both boys found a seat by the fire with the now much larger puppies stomping around them happily.
"I wonder when these will be sold?"
"If they get any older, Watari may just add them to his collection of guard dogs. They would make fine guards if I do say so myself. With the proper training at the local academy, they will be top notch." He was petting one pup as it tried to attack his hand at the same time.
"He has been too busy in Japan to have found proper homes for them I suppose... but if it comes to that I am sure they will do just fine, he will need more to replace the ones he is losing soon anyway I suppose..."
"I'm sure his assistants have been looking for potential owners this whole time, but none have met Watari's strict criteria. These are from very pure lines and coming from them, it means that taking care of these animals is specific. He would not want these pups to go into a home that would potentially get them mistreated or bred to another dog species. That would be very disrespectful to him."
"I could imagine that would upset Watari quite a lot..." Mused the elder raven.
"He seems to honestly have a passion for breeding these animals having been doing it for so long..."
"Yes, that passion translates into a reputation. To keep a positive reputation, sending these pups to good homes is what he builds that reputation on." He had wrestled said pup onto its back and was making playful growling and yip sounds.
The dark eyed boy on the other hand was having his shirt tugged away from him as the puppy tried to drag him along the floor. It's something neither B nor Watari would allow normally though L did not have a firm understanding and to him it seemed as though the puppy merely wanted his shirt, which he wasn't willing to give up.
B responded to this treatment by taking on a semi-splayed four legged pose on the floor and uttering a low growl as a threat. When it was not obeyed, he crawled ahead with surprising speed and grabbed at the pup's snout and bit it, not letting go until the pup was crying.
Again not understanding what was happening the elder raven was a little shocked and even upset by his friends actions.
"Why did you hurt her like that?" he asks in a whisper, scooping up the animal and holding it close.
"She's learning not to repeat that action." He took the pup from him and set it aside, away from him to get the message clear.
"I'm not hurting her in any way. Canines often do this to punish those who are out of line. It is simply the way things are."
Even though the message seemed to sink in, the dark eyed raven still seemed slightly saddened.
"I understand felines much better..."
"I know you do. When I let her interact with you again, you may pick her up then." He looked at the punished animal and made sure to keep the distance he'd set until she'd all but started slinking and whining. Only then did he pick her up, tap her on the nose and hand her off to the older.
L pulled the little animal into a tight hug. He knew his friend knew better than he did about what was best for the little animal, but it was still hard for him to punish any of them.
"I would think that Watari is going to be returning with A before noon. Perhaps she can even join us. Hopefully the dogs here don't bother her too much." He seated himself closer and hugged his friend.
"This pup is fine, I assure you." He reached and gave the soft fur a generous petting and managed a small grin.