Me: Yup, another installment of Deadly Rivalry, and another encounter between BB and L. Wonder who will win this one. No violence in this one, though. It's more just subtle talking, and thinking. Also, you get an insight on some of B's psychotic thoughts, and how he views himself.
…I think I might have gotten just a little too into B's psychotic nature, because my friend forced me to delete half of the psychoness of this chapter because I was creeping her out. I wonder if that's a bad thing… Well, here's the story:
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If there was anything Beyond Birthday knew without a doubt, it was that L. Lawliet was the most unusual person he had ever met in his short life. Not only did the boy never seem to blink, he rarely ever spoke too. The boy was brilliant, but had the emotional range of a spoon, and talked as much as one too.
He grinned at the thought, and a kid across from him suddenly ran off, looking rather spooked. He scowled then, the kid would obviously go to Roger or Watari and tell them he was being psychotic again. Then there would be the talking and the therapy, and the annoying therapists telling him not to kill people and that thinking of such things was wrong.
Stupid idiots. He hadn't thought of blood or killing someone in… well he just did, but the point was he hadn't thought of actually doing it in a long time. He didn't really understand why they all thought he was going to kill someone at any second just because he killed those rabbits last year. He had only strung them up by their intestines all around the school once every week after all, there was definitely nothing psychotic about that. The fact that he took their blood and splattered it all over himself and ran around with a bloody knife was also completely normal as well.
Yes, Beyond Birthday was completely normal…. Okay so he wasn't, not like he wanted to be either. He was perfectly happy, or as happy as a psychotic child can be, with the way he was. Blood tasted good after all, and it was really fun watching the blood drip off the knife onto the pretty white floor as he walked, leaving a trail of it behind him.
He looked thoughtfully over at the only other human being still in the room. L was sitting in the corner, reading a book in that odd way of his. He held the book with only two fingers per hand. Beyond could only imagine how strong the boy must be to be able to accomplish such a feat.
He growled inaudibly at that. That made it sound like he was inferior to L, and Beyond was most definitely not inferior to that little oddball. He narrowed his eyes at the other boy, and decided on a course of action. He stood up slowly, wanting to see if the action would get the others attention. It didn't.
He stealthily walked over to the other boy, coming to stand right behind him. L only turned another page, still not acknowledging him. This annoyed Beyond greatly. It was one thing to ignore someone when they were on the other side of the room, another when they were right behind you and obviously wanted your attention.
Beyond waited for several seconds before his temper ignited and he reached forward to tug at the other boy's hair. It had the desired effect, he thought with a grin, as L slowly turned his head to look at him. That was until Beyond saw that L's eyes were still on the book.
"Is there something you wanted, Beyond?" the boy asked slowly, voice completely bare of any emotion of any kind.
Beyond narrowed his eyes at the boy. Of course there was something he wanted! He wanted this boy to admit defeat and say that he was better. There was no reason for this boy to pretend to be better when he obviously wasn't. Thought that wouldn't be a good enough reason for L. He had said that already, and L had instantly turned his attention back to reading his book.
"I was just wondering why you sit like that," Beyond said innocently. Truly, it was one of the things he pondered about when he had nothing else to think about. Surely there was a reason and a story behind it. There also had to be a reason why he only ate sugar, wasn't good at social situations, never blinked, never seemed to sleep… there were so many mysteries surrounding L.
Without taking his eyes off the book, L responded in that same emotionless voice, "I sit like this because it increases my thinking capacity by forty percent."
Beyond blinked. Out of all the responses he could possibly expect, that was not one of them. He had thought that L would ignore him and return to his book, a subtle punishment for asking something stupid. He mentally thought through all the responses he could say, and found the one that appealed to him most.
"That could not possibly be a reason. The only way that could be a reason is if you had something wrong with your spine that caused you to feel pain if you sat normally," he said, scowling at him slightly.
To his complete surprise, L took his eyes off his book and looked at him, if only for a second. Though nothing had changed in his eyes the entire time, something in him told him he had found the right answer. Now all he had to do was ask the right questions. As long as it wouldn't lead to him finding out L's identity (After all, L didn't know he knew his real name, and he wasn't going to admit it anytime soon) L was perfectly fine with answering his questions. The only problem: You had to ask the right questions, or you got ignored.
So far, Beyond had not been able to ask all the right questions, and was usually ignored. He grinned to himself, an almost-smirk of victory. He casually asked, "So I'm right, huh? Something's wrong with your back?"
That must have been the wrong thing to say, because L instantly turned his head back and went on with his reading. Beyond was back to being ignored. He nearly tore out his hair in frustration. What was with this guy, honestly? He was only… did L not like it when people flouted their victories, or had he just gotten bored of Beyond all of a sudden. He frowned. He did not have enough information to make a conclusion, and it would not do to jump to any conclusions.
After dealing with L for as long as he had (Which was one month, two days, seven hours, fifteen minutes, and twenty seconds, though he had only had real contact with L a total amount of five hours, ten minutes, and fifteen seconds, but who was counting?) he knew when a conversation was over.
This one was definitely over, and it would take over an hour for L to find any interest in him again, and only if Beyond took the time to mess with him. He scowled, somehow knowing that he had lost this round in the game of theirs, and walked off. As he walked away, out of the corner of his eye he could have sworn that there was a little smirk on L's face, but it was impossible to tell if it was his imagination or not.
Beyond scowled as he walked away. The little brat had beaten him again, but it would be the last time. He would win if he had to break the little shit. It may have been a game, but now it was war. Beyond Birthday would defeat L. Lawliet in everything, because he was better.
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Me: Sorry about the delay, it was Spring Break all of last week and I just learned that my computer doesn't have a 3 ½ inch floppy drive so I couldn't put my work up. Since I don't have a flash drive, yes I seriously don't, I will have to update in the mornings on the school computer.
If anyone thinks that L is a little too freely giving information, that is because he's a little kid. Nothing has happened to make him cautious and so tight-lipped that he won't tell you anything, not even the smallest thing. That and L is practically taunting B, letting B know that his back was hurt in some way, but not telling him how it was hurt. It would certainly be maddening to think about all the things that could be the cause of it.
Well, now that that's done, I'm getting back to my classwork. Over and out.