Hello, This is Insanity-L. Welcome. I am glad you are reading. This, here, is just a little idea that popped into my head... Tell me what you think, tell me if I should continue you it, or if it sucks the life out of this pairing... so tell me what you think... okay?

B POV

"So, tell me again, Beyond. From the beginning, preferably. Beyond, are you listening." No, I wasn't paying attention to that worthless therapist. She has no idea what is going on in my life, she doesn't understand nor does she care that I am crazy and will forever be in this asylum until the day I die. So why, why must I, everyday, go back to the beginning and repeat why I feel this way, why I want to be better than that stupid detective, L. Why I feel so horribly about myself. What had happened to my best friend. Why I feel the need to avenge my friend for her forced suicide. Why I feel so desperate to leave. How I am feeling or how I deal with these feelings.

Why does this bitch think it's a great idea for me to go back to the beginning and relive the pain I felt and still feel? Why? She doesn't care. Why? She doesn't understand. Heh. No one cares for me... Not even A... A left me here alone when I needed her the most... when I felt so much pain, when I felt alone... she was pushed so hard by that damned detective, pushed so hard she killed herself.

"Why the beginning, Evangeline Greyson?" I stared her in the eyes. Her slanted blue eyes staring straight back with less confidence than normal. My red stare is rather intimidating... so I've been told at least.

"Beyond, I've told you to call me Angie." She said with pseudo confidence.

"I'm sorry, Evangeline Greyson." I couldn't ignore the letters and numbers floating above her head. I couldn't call her something other than her name. Her numbers were getting small. "Evangeline... would you like to know when you will die?" I taunt her, knowing she hates when I ask her that question, I've frightened away so many therapists with my knowledge and eyes but her... she is interesting, she has yet to run.

"Beyond." She began her warning. "You know I do not put up with that type of behavior. Now, Start from the beginning." She spoke sternly, so I sighed and began...

"It all started when I came to the Wammy House..." I began as I fell into a trance, remembering my life... my past... from the beginning.

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I sat in a tree, the big pine tree outside the backdoors. The children filing out slowly. I didn't want to play with them, it was my first day here and Wammy let me out first, so I could get a feel of this place. But the moment he left me outside, I climbed the big pine and hid from the world. Shunning myself before the other children could shun me.

My blonde hair "too long" for me to be a boy, but I liked my hair like this. My mother didn't want me cutting it when I was little, so I never got it cut. Not once... now it was down to my waist. I look like a girl. But I'm definately not. I'm just your average thirteen year old boy... right?

I heard a noise but ignored it, this is until a small girl with short gingery hair jumped in front of my face. "Hi!" She startled me and I jumped back- falling from the tree. "Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry!" She shouted nervously as she jumped from the tree. She held out her hand- waiting for me to take it. "I'm so sorry! I just wanted to say hi, I know you're new and no one was going to talk to you!" I stared at the tiny creature hovering over me. I didn't take her hand and pushed myself up. "Oh-kay... I know that you are called B, so I should tell you what to call me, I'm A-" I cut her off, staring at the red letters above her head.

"You are Abigail O'Conner." I finished for her. She gasped, frightened.

"SH! Don't call me that. I am A. Call me A or Alternate. Not that!" She put her hand over my mouth and I bit it. "Ow! Why did you bite me!"

"I will call you what I want. Got it, Abbey-Gayle?" I drawled her name out with a laugh and she angrily hit my chest.

"Stop that now, B!" She shouted at me. I rolled my eyes at this petite little monstrosity in front of me.

"What's with this 'B' business. I am Beyond Birthday." I told her quietly, grabbing her arm.

"What kind of name is 'Beyond Birthday'? That's just two random words!" She yelled at me.

"No it's not! That's my name!" I was getting tired of her so I turned away, leaving. I didn't want to deal with stupid people, who knew nothing.

"Hey, wait up, B." Abigail called after me but I was already climbing another tree twenty feet away from the one she'd scared out of.

"It's Beyond. Not 'B'." I called from the tree as she climbed after me. I laughed as she stumbled up the tree. Girls really are weak. So I climbed higher before leaping to the tree next to the tree she and I were climbing. Leaving her to that tree as I slid down the one next to her. She was at the top when she realized I had left that tree and I was already on the ground. "Better luck next time, Abbey!" I shouted at her as the bell rang and I began running.

I ran into something- someone- knocking them on the back, with myself on top of them. Instinctively I looked above their head- to see the name and numbers- and I saw a name almost as odd as my own. "L... Lawliet..." I whispered before looking at the face of the most beautiful teenager I'd ever seen in my life.

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"Beyond, I know I have asked you this before, but... do you, or did you ever, have feelings for L?" My therapist asked me quietly, interrupting my trance.

"No. Never." I replied without hesitation...

'I always loved him. From the moment I saw his name in red letters.' I thought to myself.

I enjoyed writing this. Tell me what you think! Please. I want to know if I should continue this.

-Insanity-L