Coauthored with NemesisNine

The sun peeked through the heavy curtains, groaning Light slapped his alarm clock several times before ripping it from the wall and heaving it across the room. Laying back down he covered his head with his pillow before realizing, it wasn't his alarm clock. Squinting in moderate pain to look at his watch before screaming, "Alright, alright! Don't break it down!"

Sitting up tiredly, yawning, putting his feet on the floor and stumbling half asleep towards the door. He glanced at the clock grumbling then growling at the door, "It's 9:40 you had better be dying, I just got to bed three hours ago."

Opening the door he saw the pale skinny form of his business partner, his ruffled hair being pulled and tousled, "Oh Gods, Light… They're coming!"

Light arched an eyebrow, "Beyond, are you taking your meds?"

Beyond stopped chuckled, "I probably look a fright… Huh?" Pushing past Light causing him to hang his head. "Yes. I am currently taking all of my medications, my family… Light… MY FAMILY! They want to come see me!"

Light shrugged, "What's the problem with that?" Shuffling into his kitchen and filling his coffee pot.

Beyond started chewing on his nails, "You don't understand… Well you know me, so maybe a little… I'm kind of a black sheep. You know, if you thought I was socially awkward, wait until you meet my brothers."

Light dropped his cup, "Plural?"

Beyond bounced his legs, "I grew up in an orphanage and ran away with the oldest. Well. You know… He cracked and left me out here on my own, a few months later I met you."

Light sighed and grabbed another cup, "This doesn't explain why you're knocking my door down at 10 in the morning."

He hung his head and let his arms slouch, his arms were trembling. "Why would they want to see me? They hate me, I was a back up plan to one of my other brothers."

Light sat next to him and handed him a cup of black coffee, "Maybe they want to reconcile? Maybe they miss you? Maybe they worried about you all this time?"

Beyond took the cup of coffee, "I live above a whore house, Light. One bedroom… I have four brothers not including our old keeper."

Light blinked, "So? If they have the money to come from England… They have the money for a hotel."

Beyond sighed, "I just never amounted to much."

Light growled, "You're a successful business owner."

Chuckling, "Of a strip club. Wow! Good job, Beyond! One of my brothers is the top detective in the world, the other one is EO of a top grossing video game company, the other one is enrolled in university and the other is a child prodigy."

Light slouched back on his couch, "This is still sounding like a personal problem, Beyond."

Beyond leaned in closely, "Help me survive this week, and if not me, help me from killing all of them painfully and slowly."

You guessed it, I'm Light Yagami. I'm a 23 year old co-owner of a gentleman and night club, my partner, Beyond Birthday, and I met when I came to Los Angeles. Originally, I came to visit family. But when someone you click with offers you half ownership in a clearly successful business, when you're sick of your family and tired of being perfect… Seems like a good idea, and for a couple of years it was… Hell, still is. He's a great partner to have… Alright, I'm getting ahead of myself, I digress.

I was sitting outside a coffeeshop dreading my flight home in a couple of days…

The barista was finishing the last of the orders calling them forward, "Um, uh. Light?" Light stood up from his chair reading the newspaper and walked up to the counter to pay her for his drink. "I'm sorry… Is that your name?"

Light rolled his eyes, here we go again, these Americans. "It's actually Raito, but since every American I've met yet has butchered saying my name I just say what it means." Snatching his coffee and dropping the money on the counter, "Keep the change, rude bitch."

A tall young man leaned against the counter waiting for his drink, "I don't think that's a weird name. Personally, I've heard stranger."

The barista turned and finished his order and stared up, "Beyond?" He winked at Light left his money behind and walked past him. Putting on heavy sunglasses and held the door open for Light, "New to the States?"

Light cautiously walked past him, "He looks like he's one of the serial killers from America… I hope he doesn't kill me before I go home." Shaking his mind from his judgements. "Yes. I came to visit family… She passed last night… Now I get to go home… To Japan." He hung his head slightly.

Beyond arched an eyebrow and muttered emotionlessly yet sarcastically, "The excitement can barely be contained. It hurts just watching the enjoyment pour from you. You any good at anything? I'm a business owner and if you want I can put you to use… Give you a plausible reason not to go home. You'll be self-sufficient, and if you like it and decide not to go home I'll help you with citizenship. I too am a run away. I know that face."

So it began… The beginning of a partnership that seemed to be bulletproof. I'm not sure if it's because LA is afraid of him, or because we "dispose" of anyone who doesn't.

Stop that, mrs or mr. Reader. Yes, I broke the fourth wall. Deal with it, I don't mean kill them, we generally run them out of town. Although, murder wouldn't be out of the question.

And so, "Beyond the Moonlight" had adopted its new co-owner. Lords of the Underworld, we had been called. My father and Mother stopped talking to me entirely… Heh, I make over six figures, I don't care. I severed my ties with my family the moment I accepted this wild eyed strangers offer. A leap of Faith? Maybe. A desperate and rebellious young man dying to get away from my family and break every rule of a traditional Japanese family, definitely.