Misa let out an exaggerated sigh. "Where's Light? He said he would be here by now," she whined. Rem sighed as well, who had remained quiet and at her side. A knock on the door caught Misa's attention. Light came in looking weary with Ryuk following behind. "What's wrong, Light?" she asked, closing her Death Note. Light closed his eyes and groaned. "So much. First there's this new murder case, and then this thing with Beyond. Although, that particular part had a greater impact on Ryuzaki than he," he explained, sitting on the couch and putting his face in his hands. Misa frowned.

"Do you know what's wrong with Beyond yet?" she asked. Light shook his head. "I know as much as you do on the subject," he replied. "Ryuzaki's trying to act indifferent, but it's obvious he feels guilty for not having any prior knowlage to this." Biting into an apple, Ryuk laughed. Light looked over at the shinigami in annoyance. "What's so funny?" he asked. "Hyuk hyuk hyuk, it's the fact that the great Kira is concerned about L," Ryuk answered. Light grunted. "Kira doesn't care about L's feelings. However, Ryuzaki is Light's friend, meaning that Light cares," he responded.

Ryuk laughed again. "You sound like your girlfriend with all her 'Misa Misa' third person crap," he remarked, chewing loudly and rudely. Light rolled his eyes and turned on the TV, taking out his Death Note as he did so. "Whatever's wrong with him, I can't let it get me distracted from Kira, or else Ryuzaki will definately notice and raise his suspiciouns," he said tiredly, changing the channel to the news. "Light," Misa started, voice trailing. She wanted to comfort him, but he looked as though he didn't want to be. She sighed, not wanting to disturb him. I wonder if Beyond's doing any better... she thought.

Beyond didn't know what to do. He lay in his bed, pondering all the possible consequences. He couldn't handle this. After many years of silence, they were coming out of nowhere, stronger than ever. If he didn't kill someone, they would only get more powerful until Beyond was back to his old, murderous self again. Suddenly, Beyond heard something that sounded like a music box. Beyond looked around for the source in his dark, moonlit room. The song that he was hearing was "Londen Bridge is Falling Down"; a song that he had once enjoyed as a child. Then he heard humming along with it. Suddenly, instead of the usual lyrics, they were replaced with something more ominous.

Kiiiiill them, Beeeyond

Kill them all

Kill them all

Kill them all

Kiiiiill them, Beeeyond

Kill them all

Niiiiice aaaand blooodyy

Beyond clasped his ears, trying to block out the sound, but it was no use; the music was coming from the inside of his head. "Leave me alone, damn it!" Beyond yelled, grasping his hair frantically. Instead, the music just got louder and louder. Beyond knew what he had to do to silence them. He needed to kill. Why not? Didn't he miss the blood? And that feeling he got whenever he would hear his victim's scream was amazing, wasn't it? Yes, there was nothing wrong with killing them. The ones he would kill were bound to die anyway, right? He was just there to make it easier for them. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad...

No! Beyond screamed in his head. He wouldn't submit that easily. He wouldn't kill someone just because of a stupid song that refused to get out of his head. But, at the rate the singing was going, he wouldn't be able to sleep. He just needed to distract himself in the meantime. He'd gone nights without sleeping before. But what was there to distract himself with? T.V., probably.

He went over to it and started flipping through the channels. But what he saw were just encouraging the urge to kill. On one channel, Criminal Minds was showing an episode where a man would kill people and cut their eyes out. Too much murder and blood. The next channel was showing Texas Chainsaw Massacre. To much murder and blood as well. Next was the news, broadcasting from a grusome murder scene. Too much real crime. The channel after that was showing a string of anime. Beyond settled for that one, until he saw a man covered in stitches struggling to keep his sanity and hallucinating. Too much insanity, blood, and situations relating to his own life.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, catching Beyond by surpirse. The song finally stopped. Beyond sighed in relief and went to answer the door. It was Vivi. Beyond smiled. "Hey, you okay? You're not usually up this late," he greeted. "I was worried about you," she replied, staring down at her feet. She caught sight Beyond's bandaged hand where he had stabbed himself. "What happened to you hand?" she asked in an alarmed tone.

"My hand...?" Beyond had forgotten about it, though now that he remembered the throbbing pain returned. "I, uh...had a little accident in the kitchen."

Vivi looked at him with disbelief written all over her face. "You don't slip up that bad," she said. Beyond shrugged. "There's a first time for everything, right?" he asked. He stepped back, allowing her to enter. "Beyond," Vivi started. "Are you okay? I wish you had said something before we went to the crimescene. That way we might've been able to prevent all of this from happening."

Beyond shook his head. "It's all right. I just panicked, no big deal," he said. He started to walk away when Vivi caught hold of his good hand. "Please, Beyond. I can't help you if you won't let me. I don't want to feel so useless to you..." Beyond turned around and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "Don't ever think that you could ever be useless, Vivian. You just being here makes me feel a hell of a lot better than I was before. Hey," he whispered, wiping away a teardrop from the corner of her eye with his thumb. "There's no need to cry."

Vivi wrapped her arms around him. "I'm sorry. You just seemed to be in so much pain and I couldn't do anything..." she started. Beyond put a finger to her lips, silencing her. "That's all my fault for not telling you. Stop blaming yourself for things that I'm responsible for," he said quietly. Vivi looked up at him, staring straight into his eyes. "Let me help," she whispered. Beyond held her securely in his arms. "I'm fine," he told her reassuringly, pressing his lips softly against her forehead.

"Not forrr loooooooooonnnnnnnggggg~"