Authors Note: I was in a very twisted mood when I wrote this, so please don't hold it against me. BBXLight
Disclaimer: I don't own Light or BB. I only own this scene.
Light opened his eyes. He was not sitting, nor standing, simply floating in nothingness. He looked around him. Things were dark. He felt his pockets. Where was his Death Note? How would he continue his noble work as Kira with out it? That was when he heard a familiar, monotonic voice.
"Oh my dear Lord Kira. I'm afraid you can't. Your dead. Offed just like one of your victims. I was one of them you know."
"L?" He asked, looking around. This must be heaven. Kira and L, together, finally, no restrictions, no rivalries.
"No, no. You wish I was L, don't you? I'm Beyond Birthday. I am your own personal hell."
"Hmm… Beyond Birthday? Doesn't ring a bell."
"Of course it doesn't, you arrogant, cowardly, psycho serial killer."
"Should I know you?"
"You were the one who put poor little me to death. I died in prison you know. Of a heart attack."
"Hmm… I can't quite recall-"
"Enough has been said." He appeared in front of me, wearing L's typical apparel, covered in blood. A knife clenched in his hand. He strutted up to me casually, clearly arrogant, yet still slumping over. He threw him to the ground, straddling him, pressing himself into the great serial killer. He moaned, clearly trying not to.
"Are you sure your not L? I don't mind role playing."
"Quite sure. L is far away from here. In one place you'll never get to."
"What do you-" Beyond took out his knife, licking and caressing it with his pale tongue, running the sharp edge ever so slightly along Light's suddenly stark naked body. Teasing and taunting him, not ever giving him a full taste of either the pleasure, or the pain which was to come. He started with the grand lord Kira's left leg, making 13 sharp but shallow cuts, very close together, and then licking away the blood. Light's fists clenched together in pain. He lowered himself down, taking one of the strips of flesh in his teeth, and removing Light's skin just ever so slowly, as to be sure to get the maximum impact. The rusty taste of blood filled his mouth, and it was his turn to moan. There was nothing sexier than blood. When he finished with One strip, he moved on to the next, digging his finger nails in. Light was sweating and shaking with pain.
"Oh Light-Kun. I'm sorry… Let me kiss it better." He took Light's hand in his own, and bit into the vein, spilling yet more of Light's blood. He kissed his way up to the fellow serial killer's neck, and his teeth tore into the coronary artery. Although Beyond wasn't a vampire, he did so love biting people.
"Well, my times almost up here I'm afraid. But first I should give you a taste of what's to come. He again straddled Light, this time being sure to roll him onto his stomach first, and pushed himself in, rocking him roughly, and sparing no expense. Where Beyond felt pleasure, Light felt fire. He was burning alive, and this was the most painful experience yet. Beyond's very touch (well a bit more than touch…) was burning him to ash. When he was finished, he pulled himself out, and left Light, covered in blood, and groaning with both pleasure and pain.