Disclaimer- I do not own Death Note
(A/N)- I think a plot may have formulated in my mind! Yay! Anyway, this takes place a month after the intial meet. Enjoy
BB and A made there way down to the Dining Hall together. A was glad that he finally had a friend. Someone he could talk to, someone who also seemed to understand his darker side. A laughed as BB began to dance his way down the hall.
BB was a little crazy, but A liked him for it. He himself, was a rather dull child and was very interested in BB's exotic antics. That is, until BB would attempt to involve him in them. BB grabbed his arm and started skipping down the hallway, elbows connected.
"Let me go BB!" A cried as they soared past the other bewildered children. BB still hadn't broken his roommate? What the hell was going on?
"Never!"BB shouted back. He continued to drag A to the dining hall despite A's desperate, yet half-hearted pleas. If he was honest with himself, which he hated to be, he was glad his friend was so persistent with him. It made him feel wanted. Like someone cared.
"Wait! We gotta check the rankings!" BB declared before entering the hall. A had noticed that the boy was rather obsessed with them and took great pride in being first. But when BB ran his finger down the line of scores, A could tell something was wrong, for BB's shoulders slumped in the slightest.
"What is it?" He asked softly looking at his friend. When BB didn't answer, he turned to the board. A, it seemed, was first. He had over taken BB's spot without meaning too.
"Congratulations A." BB whispered, a maniacal grin creeping onto his face. A had seen that look before, but never once directed at him. He didn't like the feeling it gave him. Didn't like the way his skin crawled when those red-tinted eyes looked into his own with a dark intention. He did not like the deep, throaty laugh that accompanied the smile.
"BB I'm sorry-!" He started, but BB's roaring laughter cut him off.
"Don't be. You're smarter than me. It just means I'll have to work harder to eliminate you as a threat." BB replied, waving an arm freely. He was still smiling, but the creepy look had gone from his eyes. A mentally exhaled in relief. That look had seriously scared him.
"Come on! Before all the jam is taken! And you know how I need my jam!" BB exclaimed, grabbing his friend once again. A laughed,
the look BB gave him long forgotten, and allowed himself to be dragged into the dining hall.
BB smiled at A, even though he felt a dark rage growing beneath the surface. BB forced it down and continued to tease A lightly while they stood in line for food.
He couldn't believe the weak bastard had passed him in just a month. Was it even physically possible? BB contemplated what his next move would be.
He did indeed like the boy and wasn't particularly happy about the fact that he was now an enemy. But his fondness for A was not enough to keep him away from meeting the godly figure known as L. He was going to see L for who he really was.
Even if that meant killing his roommate.
As he asked A to pass him a napkin he glanced again at the numbers above his head. A only had a year left. Was it worth trying to kill him early? BB hid his smirk with his drink. Of course it was! BB would be the one to kill A, though not directly of course. He wasn't stupid enough to stab the boy in his sleep or something. But he would most definitely be the cause.
A would pose no more threat, BB would gain a better understanding of the way the numbers worked, and he would be a few steps closer to meeting the deity known as L.
Plus it would be fun to screw with A's head.
Something about the way BB was acting put A on edge. It's not the the former was doing anything particularly strange, it was just that he was almost too carefree.
Usually BB had a very intense air around him, even when he was relaxed or joking. But something about his aura was just...off .And it had been since they had checked the rankings. A hoped that his friend wasn't secretly angry about the scores.
If it mattered to BB that much, perhaps A would answer a few questions wrong on purpose next time. Perhaps that would please his friend. A mentally shook himself.
'I'm not even sure that he's actually upset! Maybe he's just really happy today and that's why he seems off.' But even before the thought had finished forming, A was not content with it.
BB wasn't a happy person. Why should A surpassing him change that? If anything it would ensure that BB never seemed truly happy again. A looked at BB through his brown bangs but looked down again quickly when he saw that his friend was looking at him.
No, not looking. Watching seemed more accurate. BB was watching A with narrowed eyes that seemed to scream pain. He didn't dare look up again in case BB was still watching him. A was silently hyperventilating. BB was mad! But how could he fix it? How could he calm BB down in the next five minutes before something bad happened? Was anything bad going to happen? What should he do?
Before a proper grasp of what was going on had been held by A, BB drew back his arm and punched A square in the nose. A fell out of his chair and onto the ground. As he clutched frantically at the broken bone, he could have sworn he saw BB smile.
But before A could get a better look, it was gone and BB was done at his side.
"Oh shit! A are you okay? I didn't mean to! I was just so distracted about the rankings and my disappointment in myself that I just vented out in the wrong way and at the wrong person! If anything I should be hitting myself!" He cried. He then proceeded by pulling his hair in a desperate fashion and chanting 'Baka, Baka, Baka!". A grabbed at his hands in an attempt to stop his friend.
"Backup stop it! STOP!" He shouted. BB looked up and met his eyes. A saw that whatever animosity was present before was completely gone.
'The idiot actually fell for it! I can't believe how gullible he is! All the better for me I suppose. This could be easier than I thought' BB thought. He mentally smiled and gave himself a pat on the back before returning to the sincere and sorry demeanor he was supposed to be in.
A couldn't believe his friend had hit him, but he also realized that it was just an accident. BB acted on an impulse alot and he didn't mean to hit A. It was just an impulse and it meant nothing.
At least, that's what A tried to tell himself.
(A/N)- I really enjoyed writing that! Must be because BB's so evil and A is so innocent! As always, reviews would be lovely!
