A/N: I apologize for not updating anything in such a long time. There's been a lot going on, and some of the things I was going to add to this particular fic were accidentally thrown out before I could type them up. And with school starting at the end of the month, I can't promise how frequent updates of any kind will be, but I'll try.

And thank you to all those who reviewed. it means so much to me and keeps me motivated. c:


Rain

It was raining, silver drops pouring from the cloud-laden sky, rhythmically beating against the buildings like a symphony. Tired eyes watched the city below, the ever-present neon lights shining through the fog of the rain like the beacon of a lighthouse amidst the dark of night. The young male could easily consider himself bored with his current state of affairs, and he sat near the edge of the roof, dangling his legs over the side. He wondered, briefly, what it would be like to fall. Would he have a heart attack before he reached the bottom, or would he have to wait for the impact of the hard cement against his skull? He was far from suicidal, though; he was curious.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts, he had not cared to hear the footsteps behind him, signaling the presence of another being. In truth, he had been expecting it, which was probably why the monotone voice did not startle him.

"Beyond..."

He tilted his head back, the raven hair plastered to his head obstructing his view. "I knew you would come for me. ~"

"What are you doing out here? It is raining." And so it was. Both were soaked now, though neither seemed to mind. Beyond's visitor pulled absentmindedly at the white shirt that clung to his pale, thin body like a second skin.

"I could very well ask you the same question." Beyond tried his best to conceal the amusement he found in this conversation, adopting a bored tone nearly identical to that of the other man present on the rooftop.

"Monotone does not suit you very well, Beyond."

He smirked, returning to his child-like demeanor. "You didn't answer my question, Lawli-pop." Though Beyond had not seen it, he knew the other man had flinched at that name, as he always did.

"You know I prefer that you call me Ryuzaki."

"And you know I prefer not to." Beyond tilted his head back once more, letting the rain hit his face as he looked back to the name and numbers that flashed briefly above the older male's head. L Lawliet. "...You have such a beautiful name, Lawli," he mumbled.

"We should go back inside. The rain is getting worse and there are things that need to be done." L shuffled his feet, his unblinking eyes focused on B, who only began swinging his legs back and forth, rather like a small child would do.

"Lawli, Lawli," he began in a sing-song voice, "Would you catch me if I fell?" L edged just a bit closer to him, wondering what exactly B was planning.

"Come on, Beyond."

"...Would you?"

L resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he grabbed onto the sleeve of B's drenched black shirt. "Of course."

"Oh, Lawli, I knew you cared about me! I always knew it. ~" Beyond got to his feet and threw his arms rather suddently around L's neck, trapping the detective in a hug. Reluctantly, L returned the gesture, as if to prove to the younger of the two that he was not so heartless as everyone perceived him to be.

"Let's go back inside now." He pried B's arms from around him and led the way back into the building, his admirer trailing close behind.