Once they arrived back to his place, Bakura started making their supper. A meal of rice, chicken, and steamed carrots.

Beyond had been through the emotional wringer and was running ragged. All he felt now was numb and empty.

Bakura looked over at Beyond as he served the dish of chicken flavored rice, tender carrots, and a couple of good sized piece of chicken.
"That was a dirty thing for me to do, I won't do that to you again unless you want to join me the next time."

Beyond looked up as Bakura spoke, but said nothing as he turned back to his plate. He picked carefully at his food.
At last he shoveled a forkful of the flavored rice into his mouth though he didn't have of an appetite.

The silence was maddening, so Bakura turned on the radio, a local Chinese station. music with a light rock feel to it was playing then. The music helped, he liked the sound.

With the music to drown out out the tense silence, Beyond began to become of his surroundings and who he was with, and the muddled chain of events that happened after Mark Towers's death became clear to him.
"You used your calling card even though, I killed that man!" he exclaimed.

"That's right, I had already picked him as a target long before I met you, besides, I'm only so cruel. I really only wanted you to know what it was like so you could understand me a little better, but...You cross me, you go down too. I'll really only show them the tape, I would take all the blame for myself, but they are bound to figure out I didn't do the latest one by one thing. That fact may get them to asking you questions. That's a big if though, not really worth considering.
What if I stop now, or something to convict myself?"

"Would you even do that? Would you stop?" Beyond asked, he was shocked at what he was hearing.

"Maybe, maybe. If you would continue to see me." Bakura laughed.

Beyond was torn, he wanted to believe Bakura and maybe start over again, but wouldn't that mean he would have to quit the case or send L on a goose chase?
"What would I have to do?" he asked.

"Quit the case, live with me here, and help me by keeping me interested, satisfied."

"What? But wouldn't that mean I would have to get a new job? I'm sure you barely make enough for yourself."

"True, we would have to split every bill down the middle. So, does that mean you might consider it?"

"Maybe. I have to consider carefully what I'm going to say, L is a very sharp individual, if I don't, he'll suspect something, and he probably still might." Beyond said.
The two finished eating in silence, taking in the music.
Beyond really had a lot to think about, he honestly had wanted to quit being a detective for a while, he just didn't know what else he could do, he'd never done anything besides detective work, that what he was conditioned to be from the beginning up at Whammy's.
At first he thought it was a great idea, but then, there were cases of murder that became so rotten, that he dreaded working them, and of course there was this one that he was an accessory to now.
Beyond wanted so bad to believe that he could just save Bakura by staying with him, but thmaib questions were, could he and would he stop? It was taking a big risk, especially if he found out that Bakura could not stop just by moving in with him, but he found that he did care for the man who had lied, deceived, and caused him to kill.
He had mixed feelings about this whole thing.

"What's wrong, Beyond?" Bakura asked, "Are you okay?" Though he was sure he knew what Beyond was thinking about.
Truth be told that he did want to quit. He had his own plans, plans that only really started when he layed eyes on Beyond. If he hadn't seen him that day, he had no doubt he would be planning his next victim, may even have moved out of state.

"I should go, I have many things to think about." Beyond said.

"Could we exchange numbers?" Bakura asked.

"No, that wouldn't be safe for either of us. I'll see you in a few days. I may be with my things, maybe not. Be prepared for anything because I'm not really sure what I'll decide." Beyond replied in a voice that held no emotion.

Bakura nodded, headed for the door to open it for him, and said, "That's probably for the best.
He kissed Beyond on the lips a full seven seconds before letting him at last go.

"B! There's been another victim! Where have you been?" L shouted as soon as he saw Beyond enter the building.
"Frankly L, I don't give a damn! If you want me for any reason besides murder cases, I'll be in my room thank you very much!" Beyond yelled back. He did care to live out the details he knew quite well already, again.
Of course this strange behavior was noted by L too. B really had been acting so strangely, ever since he came home the other day. Could it be that B had met the killer? If so, was B being blackmailed into not speaking up about it?
Just then, the detective saw a white hair on the floor. He carefully picked it up.
"Get this hair to be analyzed, if there's any DNA on it, I want to know about it, and who's it is."
"Yessir, L."

Bakura lie on his couch looking up at the ceiling, he wondered what answer he would get from Beyond. The time of their meeting was in a few days, and he was getting restless.

At last Beyond had an answer, not one he exactly liked, but one he hoped would work out for the best.
He had to get away from his profession, he was not exactly thrilled anymore with the things it took to be a detective, and, at the very least, it would be harder for Bakura to plan out murders with Beyond there.

Yet another boring day at work, passed slowly. Bakura wished Beyond would come back to him soon. He missed Beyond.

The day came at last. Beyond hadn't been out of his room much since he came back. He thought a lot and very hard about what he wanted to say.
He walked down to the main investigation hall where all the monitors and computers all sat in a sophisticated network that connected with everything in the world and helped to serve any investigator who was fortunate enough to be asked to work in the building. He walked until he found L.
"L, I'm quitting the investigation, it's become much too personal. I haven't even had the proper time to mourn my wife, but it isn't just that, All I've ever known was following you. It took me a long time to realize it and it's about time I find out for myself what I'm capable of on my own. From the very beginning when I came to Whammy's House, all of us, we were molded into the likeness of you. I've always resented that, even more so after A took his life, but of course it was his time, but that doesn't excuse it, he killed himself because he wanted to live up to you and couldn't. He felt like the biggest failure, but you know all about that, you read that note just like I did when I found him. It's a wonder that I didn't just run away then, I had wanted to, but I stayed because I wanted to help, with my eyes, I could help, and C, she urged me to stay. Without her here now, I can finally see that detective work is not for me.
I want to live my own life now, and because I'm leaving the investigation and your lifestyle behind, I don't belong in this building, so I taking my things too. I'm not going back to my old apartment either, Cal, she died
there, I can't stay there... Well, this goodbye, but I don't really hate you, so, good luck with catching the psycho you're after." Beyond looked up at L's face, not only to see his reaction, but to look at his name and lifespan one last time.
He couldn't hold back a gasp, why had the numbers dropped so suddenly? He remembered well when L was supposed to die, not for years yet, so why? Shinigami?
L wasn't so shocked about B wanting to leave the case, not even when listening to his reasons for leaving, he actually had expected B would lead his own life eventually, but why had he gasped?
"B, what's the matter?" L asked.
Beyond couldn't tell him, could he? How would he even start? He just would come out with it.
"L, as it is already well established, I can see when people will die, I've worked side by side with you and have known for years when you would die, it was supposed to be years from now, but... now it's different, the numbers don't read the way the they used to, I think we may have upset the shinigami. You be very careful now, you don't have much longer, I can't... I don't want to tell you any more than that. I-I-I have to go, be careful L Lawiet." he said. He then ran as quickly as he could from there, back to his room and quickly packed as much as he could.

Where was Beyond? If he didn't show up soon, Bakura didn't know what he was going to do, but it probably wasn't going to be the wisest thing he could do.

So he would die sooner than he was originally expected to. L, well he didn't know quite what to think of this turn of events. He had expected to be at risk during the Kira investigation, that's one thing he did not stop to dwell on, now that it was solved and out of the way, he was going to die? If it was a shinigami, it was most likely the white shinigami's doing, it was very attached to the second Kira, Miss Amane, but he bore no hate, he did what he had to to win.

Beyond was finished packing what he had with him in this building, and hurried on his way to Bakura's. Along the way, Rem came swooping down from where ever it was she had come from.
It startled Beyond only for a moment, but he began walking again, acting natural, no one else could see her after all.
"Misa is dead, she lived out the rest of her lifespan in misery. I'm taking your friend's life because he was the instrument of Misa's death, I can see your lifespan quite well, but what I have planned for you and your boyfriend will be worse than what will happen to L." she said before she flew away, probably back to the world of the shinigami.

Beyond didn't think about her words right then, as he got to the building in which Bakura lived.