This is a fic i've adopted form Zena Silverwing. Most of the credit for the idea goes to her. Luvs ya Zena!
Mr. and Mrs. Yagami where absolutely elated when they found out they where having twins. They'd had trouble conceiving and when they finally did, it was with two beautiful baby boys. Then, tragedy struck. One of the twins was stillborn. The other, Light, was born healthy and happy. The Yagami family shed many tears over the death of Kira, but moved on. They had a perfect son. One who would never let them down. Unbeknownst to them, Kira was not stillborn. He was still alive, but barely. The doctors managed to bring him back, but by then, the Yagamis had already been told that he was dead. To cover up their mistake, the doctors gave Kira up for adoption.
Seven years ago, the exact same thing had happened to another pair of twins. The Lawliet family lost their son, Beyond Birthday, or BB. Even though L, their other son, had never actually met his "older" brother, he was never quite the same as a normal kid. he slept very little as he grew up and spent most of his time inside and on the computer. L took an unhealthy interest in murder and violent crime. L's parents where very worried about him and decided to schedule appointments with a shrink. L went to these appointments, but grudgingly. For a time, everything was good.
But all good things have to come to an end sometime. L's parents where on their way to an progress report with the shrink, when their car got hit by a bus. The only casualties where both of L's parents. L, after learning of the death of his parents, disappeared from the surface of the globe. He was seven years old at the time.
Kira always knew his parents weren't really his parents. For one thing, he had auburn hair, and his parents where both blonds. Second, he had burgundy colored eyes, and his parents both had hazel. He wasn't at all stupid enough to think his parents where truly his, and he loathed them for this. For faking their love for him. For his "parents", he was a model son, perfect grades, no drugs, hung around with the "right group", but on the inside, Kira was a seething, writhing mass of pain, anger, rage, and most of all hatred.
He hated them all. All the normal people. All the people with good families and people who loved them. Seeing them every day made Kira sick to his stomach. Why was it that they could be happy and he couldn't? Why did the world work like that? He wanted them all dead. Then the world would be fair.
Have you ever felt like no one is there for you? Like no one knows how you feel or what you've been through? If you have, I need someone to talk too. He wrote one night on the forums. It was one of the worse days. The gaping hole inside him where a family should have been was gnawing on the rest of him, making him feel emptier than usual. He had taken to cutting himself lately, not knowing what else to resort to. The computer on his desk beeped. Someone had replied to his post. It read Yes. I need you too. by username xXBeyondBirthdayXx.
Beyond also knew his parents weren't his parents either, for the same reasons as Kira did. Beyond had tousled black hair, where as his "parents" (used in the loosest sense of the word) had curly red hair. Beyond had grey eyes, where as his "parents" had brown and green. He too harbored a deep hatred for his "parents" and wished them dead. So one day, that's what happened.
It was late afternoon in the summer, and Beyond was slicing watermelon with a large kitchen knife. His mom came inside to check on her fifteen year old "son" (also used in the loosest sense of the word). "Hey." She said, squeezing his shoulders. A shiver of discomfort rand down BB's spine and his skin crawled where his "mother"'s hands touched him. "Hello." He replied as blankly as he could. "I love you." she whispered in his ear.
That was it. Beyond snapped. He picked up the knife and turned towards that woman in front of him. "W-What are you d-doing? P-Put that thing down at once!" Beyond just smiled. She didn't even have time to scream. BB took the knife out of her chest. A beautiful covering of crimson blood rested in the stainless steel. He, not knowing what he was doing, licked it off. Slowly. His "father" came inside then. He looked quickly from his wife to his "son". "W-W-What have you d-done?" He said in a weak, quavering voice. "What I've wanted to do for a long, long time." He chuckled, then lunged forward, knife outstretched. Shlick! in went the knife. Shing! out came the knife.
BB casually took the knife to the sink and washed it free of fingerprints. Then he took the jar of jam from the fridge and walked outside.
The police found the bodies the next day. BB had spent the night in the park, then came home to strips of yellow caution tape. BB never like yellow. He much perfered red.
Beyond started living on his own. He finished school six years early, due to his impressive IQ, and started working as a black cap hacker, sealing from governmental branches and richer folks.
BB felt more alone than ever. He took to spending long hours searching the internet for people like him, people that shared his pain. Then he found it. A post on the forums titled Lost by username Kira_Hartless It read Have you ever felt like no one is there for you? Like no one knows how you feel or what you've been through? If you have, I need someone to talk too. Beyond's heart leapt. Someone out there knew what he was feeling! He then posted in reply Yes. I need you too.