This came to me and nagged me to near death so here it is.Short,sweet and in a nutshell.I know I need to update my other stories but well..hahaha,see this as an early winter present.I DO NOT OWN THIS ANIME NOR IT'S HAS SUGGESTED HOMOSEXUAL RELATIONS.May have a continuation if you guys ask. R&R if you please.

BB began stripping the shivering boy in front of him. The sight of the tears welling up in his eyes making B wants to dominate the boy even more, just because he could.

"Shh,'ll all be over and who knows, you might enjoy yourself this time," the almost identical boy hissed then went close to L's ear and cooed softly, the breath tickling him, sending a pleasured shiver down his spine, "Cos I know I will."

He shivered again. How many times had it been now? How many times had this scenario happened? How had it come to this?

"B, please. You don't have to do this"

With a twisted smirk Beyond began attacking his neck with his teeth and lips murmuring, "I don't have to do anything. I want to."Almost inhumanly fast L was on his back, his hands bound to hooks on the wall over his bed that awaited a shelf, with BB sliding snuggly in-between his legs.

Beyond Birthday's white fans glistened in the light of the moon which shone through the window, a wide smirk crossing his features yet again, targeted at his struggling prey. He bit down on L's shoulder teasingly but enough to draw blood as if branding the boy as his.L cried out into the darkness in both pain and pleasure as the fangs sunk into him again. Harder this .Burning pain surrounded his shoulder instantly.

He felt a hot tongue lap at the puncture wounds; savoring the taste of L's blood.

"Mmmm," moaned Beyond licking his lips clear of the red substance, "I wonder if everything about you is as sweet." He laughed darkly.

Then suddenly woke up, his hand flying to grip his shoulder. His cool fingers soothing the burning sensation rendering it a dull pain. That dream again, he sighed. He was getting frustrated with that same dream that preyed on him, filling his mind on those occasions he rarely slept.

"Good Morning,L." a voice said almost cheerfully under the dark tone. Looking in its direction L came across the familiar red eyes of the boy he would nearly call his equal who now sat in L's favorite position on his bed placed on the wall opposite L's. He shivered slightly as plump lips formed the all too remembered smirk, a tongue darting out to lick the tips of pearled fangs while eyes shimmered with lust. "Did you have a nice dream?"