Me: Hello! Long time no see hehehehe?^^;
Wally/Hichi/Bee: And where were you!?
Me: Eep! I-I had writer's block...
Wall: For a year?!
Me:*pouts* It hasn't been that long
W/H/B:*glares*
Me: Waaaah! Stop glaring!
Wally:*sighs in anger* GoldenBug Prime does no own Death Note. If she did um...*looks confuse*
Me: BB would be alive and fighting over Matsuda with L! Yeah I ship them, gotta prob?
Wally: Yeah...
The beginning
The LA BB Murder case
An old book, written by a young teen no older then fifteen, on the right.
An old file, build by its own detective, on the left.
I looked at them and sighed. It's been how long since this case? How long has it been since the name Beyond Birthday was mention? How long was it since I first hear the name L and B in a sentence since May 2002? Or was it 2003 that they were mention? Damn it truly has been a long time hasn't it? I bit my lip as tears formed about. Does it really matter when they had been mention at all? Who cares now? It's been done and it's over…but it hurts you know. The fact that I might have been the one to start it all. May be I'm being self-centered….this can't be because of me. That damn Wammy's house was training us…training us to be the next L. It got to me. The pressure, the work, the expectations of being the best, the completions and falling in love with something you can't touch. I really can't be me that made them this way…can it?
I am gonna tell you a story, little M.
Eh? Really A?
Yes my little one.
Cool! A always tells the best stories! Plus he has good chocolate!
Oh little one…I hope you never change.
I picked up the book. This child worked so hard on this book, even if he tried to make a dig at his opponent. I remember bring him, this tiny blond child that was afraid of his own shadow because of his own parents, to that damn house before the pressure killed me. Giving him my last chocolate bar as we walked I told him that the stories coming from my mouth, the very words were true. I told him the adventures of the very first Wammy's kids. The story of B, L and A….gods those were the good days. I flipped through the pages and wince.
A
Suicide
A small paragraph, may be a page, talking about A's death. Does anyone need to know how weak A was? Even though he acted strong…this is what he did in the end? What I did…How I let it get to me and died? I looked down at my wrist, looked at the skin that showed as my sleeves slide downwards as well as the barely gone scars that marked my lightly tanned skin. Well not really dead since I'm right here looking at this book, huh.
You might get the better grades! But you're still an emotionless robot A!
Really now B? Name calling are childish.
Whatever Alternative!
Better than being the backup.
I closed my eyes and sighed. Backup, alternative, second place, replacement…Damnit! I hate that house! I hate it with a passion. I let the book fall from my grip and let it land on my file. Letting it bash against old papers and pictures. Letting them spread out like they were nothing but trash. These things were trash! Should be long forgotten by now. No carried around to be found by idiots.
I opened my eyes and looked at the pictures. My stomach became queasy as I took in the sight. Oh gods…B what have you done? Why did you have to do that? Why did you have to murder these people? With shaking fingers I reached out for the first picture my eyes caught. Smashed puppets, once beautiful marionettes, scattered acrossed the room. Heads torn off, blood splattered against their mangled up bodies, strings wrapping around their necks as some hang from the ceiling.
A's room…my room. My obsessions. My eyes zeroed in at the middle. A body…my body. The body that was buried at the cemetery near the house by them. Eyes wide, empty and glossed over. Neck that looked as if it was snapped by the red, angry line that was marked by rope. Gashes running down pale arms, left, right, up and down.
A? A where are you? Hey A? A w-wake up…A? A!?
As quickly as I could I tossed the picture away from me. I did that…I was the one who did that! I killed myself to get away. To get away from it all! I felt no guilt when the old man told L. In fact I enjoyed it. To know that it was L's fault that I died. That he killed me. What really hurt was the fact that it was my little blond angel and B that found me. Found the little puppet that hanged from the ceiling. I saw as B tried to save an empty shell as little M screamed in horror. I hurt them on the way of hurting L. I couldn't be any sorrier.
But life goes on now. B is gone…gone as the book and files say. Gone as the news on the television says. Just like all of the other criminals. Gods I wish it wasn't true. I died, B ran away, L hunts for him, B became a murder, L wins and then….then Kira kills him.
Having a nice time in jail B?
A? Is…is that really you?
Yeah B it's me.
Y-you bastard…I thought you died. We all thought you died. WE MOURNED FOR YOU! I MOURNED FOR YOU!
I know…I'm so sorry Beyond. I'm so sorry.
Yeah….well me too Mats…me too.
Damn that Kira.
"Oi! Matsui-kun! We have to get to our photo-shoot!"
I looked up to see a young blond girl in her late teens. I looked at her shock and confuse. "Eh?"
"Our photo-shoot! Did Matsui-kun forget?" The young women huffed.
"O-oh! Yeah the photo-shoot! N-no way Misa-Misa! How could I forget something so important?" I said taking a tiny step back.
Misa glare up at me before smiling and giggling childishly. She latched onto my arm and dragged me away from the table I usually seat at. I mentally sighed in exasperation. Damn this idiot. Why do I have to look after this…this Kira wannabe?! This no good pawn of the Kira's game? I eyed her down and frown then smirked. She was the second Kira, even if my co-works think otherwise, that I know for sure. I glance at the newest member to the team. Light, Misa's 'boyfriend', was the Mr. Yagami's son and the suspect to the case. I narrow my eyes before grinning down at the forever puppet to Light and my game. A game that I took upon myself once he was gone. A game that I would be come out the victor.
Heh. If there was one thing I learn after being at Whammy's, growing up there, reading files, and after BB's case. Each Wammy child has something that helps them figure out their game, their mission.
L has his sweets
B had his jams
A….
"Wah! Look Light-kun! Matsui-kun has a cutesy doll in his pocket!" Misa squealed as she took my BB doll out of my coat pocket. "Oh my gosh isn't he cute?! It looks like Ryuzaki but with red eyes though."
She squeezed it tightly to her breast and I glared hatefully at her. That was my BB and no one should touch him. "Mah-mah! Misa-Misa! Don't show them that!"
Light looked slightly impress with it as Ryuzaki look at it apprehensively. "Hey where did you get that?"
I fake the look of embarrassment as I look down at my feet. "Oh…I made it Light-kun. I was just so bored."
Ryuzaki looked at me. "Ah…you made…it?"
My eyes met his, suspicion glowing in his dark eyes. I wanted to grin and mock at him. It would be great to have the upper hand on him.
"Y-yes Ryuzaki-san." I give him a small smile.
Misa glomped my arm squealing again. "What's his name Matsui-kun?"
This time I could not stop my old, cold, emotionless smile from stretching across my face. "Why his name is B.
I let out a hollow laugh at Ryuzaki's shock face and Light's pale one.
"And he's my best friend since the old Wammy home!" With a flick of my fingers, its head spun around crazily and leap to my arms with a creepy grin. "I love him so much!"
Ryuzaki looked at me with horror, grief, contentment and something else. It seems like he finally piece the puzzles together. But that…that didn't matter anymore. Not to me at least. Not when I finally have him on check.
L has his sweets
B had his jams
A…well I had my marionettes
Giggling on the border line insanely as I kiss its head, then I started walking pass between Light and Ryuzaki. "Let's go Misa-Misa! Bye Light! Bye L-Oh I mean Ryuzaki!"
I could hear the blond skipping after me, waving good bye to the world's greatest detective and the world's greatest criminal. I hope she wasn't to attach to little Light. Then again…I truly don't care now do I?
Once I get Kira and kill him for ripping BB from me then I'll go after you L…just like Beyond.
I missed you Beyond
Heh…I missed you too Matsuda.
"A…."
Hichi: Hey...wasnt your first stories on this net Death Note?
Me:*looks at him starry eyes* Y-yeah! You remember? Oh Shiro you do ca-
Hichi: Yeah it was so lame
Me: re...bastard
Wally:*facepalms* Please review and stuff. Yeah...