She is not alone…Ever.

They met on the plane.

She had no life span.

He was curious.

She was wary.

He was strange, with circles around his eyes and messy good looks; she was barely above ordinary, with her traditional Gothic Lolita style and cute face.

After her shoots in LA, she would go with him for coffee or sweets.

She never cared about her weight with him.

"You should live life to its fullest." He said, munching on a pastry. "You could die any moment."

Looking at the numbers above his head, she believed him.


When she heard he died in prison, she cried for days.

Light couldn't figure out why. No matter how much he asked and prodded, she would never tell.

She counted her scars and tried to remember the feel of sticky fingers on her neck.

The only sweet she would eat without guilt now was strawberry jam.


Whispers.

She hears his voice in the walls.

Arms in the fridge… Watch me… I'll beat him… the best… you and me…13…

She cries because Light doesn't love her, cries because she isn't good enough.

She hears his voice in her head.

"What, are you just going to give up?" He asks. "Get up, and write names. You pledged your life."

Giving up was not an option.


She hears his voice in the pages of books.

He laughs as she kills.

Rem doesn't understand. Her love for the man confounds her.

L looks at her and doesn't understand.

She hates him. Hates him for beating him.

If he'd have won, she wouldn't hear his voice.


L died.

Misa is glad and not glad. She cries for him, and for him, because it is like he died all over again.

But L was just a copy of him, and wasn't him.

Not even close.

Who could be B but B?

"You think I'm dead, darling, but I can never die. Not until you do." He whispers. "You'll always be mine."


She hears his voice in her dreams. Echoing off the white walls that are slowly closing in on her. Choking her.

"Who is Beyond?" Light asks suspiciously. "You say it in your sleep all the time."

"No one." She answers automatically, but her hand touches her stomach tellingly.


Six years and seven days after his death.

"Beyond Birthday… B… It's time for you to die." She murmurs. She wipes the tears from her face and prepares herself.

She hears his voice in the wind as she falls.


A/N: BBxMisa Misa, and my second darkish fic. I hope youu liked it. Please R and R. I really want to hear opinions on this.