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B's Last Words
Chapter 10: Watch Your Back
L's POV:
"Beyond, there's no reason for us to be fighting like this…" I drawled, approaching his back slyly, like a fox. Just as planned, his head whipped around right in time to receive a blow to the face.
CRACK!
I have no clue how I just ended up on the floor.
"YOU BROKE MY FUCKING NOSE!" One, two, three strikes to my face; the pain is unbelievable, it's blinding.
The only thing more blinding then my pain is my rage.
B's POV:
That'll teach that bastard to screw with me. I'm not in the mood to lose a fight today; I think I need to end it soon before he gets too badly injured. I shove my hand in my pocket, reaching for my knife.
Think Beyond, do you really want to kill him? You have such strong feelings for him, whatever those feelings may be. You respect this man, you vie for his attention, and you want to be him. Is it wise to kill someone that can easily out smart you?
He noticed my hesitation and took advantage of it; I took an awkwardly positioned slam to the chest, and felt I was going to cough up blood any second. I've never been able to see my own numbers, and I could see that L has quite a bit of time left living… so I fear the outcome of this fight. Even if I lose, I have to mark him somehow. Let the world know that I came this close; I almost won!
A single scarlet B.
I had him pinned beneath me, and now my mark was made. He'd carry that with him for the rest of his life, and it would always remind him of the time I overpowered him. The time I took him hostage. The time I got to know him. The time he acknowledged my existence. The first time he regarded me without utter contempt and sheer loathing.
My heart fluttered.
L's POV:
Typical Beyond, so insane and so easily distracted. I removed myself from underneath him, but I wasn't immune to the pain he inflicted upon my right bicep. It's so like him to want to permanently scar someone, to make sure that they are always reminded of him. I think he has a need for attention, or abandonment issues.
"Beyond, come here. Let's just stop our fighting. Let's just let it go" I embraced him and murmured into his ear. He was stiff as a board and he tried to pull away, but I prevented him, my hand digging in his pocket. I used my free hand to stroke the top of his head consolingly.
"We can fix it, you don't have to worry. We can make you better"
"I don't understand… I'm not broken"
Yet ever so slowly, he started to hug me back. I think maybe, just maybe he's starting to trust me.
"L, I have a confession to make. I want you to listen to me…"
"Don't worry, I'll listen…" With that I plunged the silver dagger deep into his back. He made a retched noise and drew breath.
"I was going to tell you…" He coughed, his words cut short. My suspense got the best of me. What did he have to say? Wait, he's trying to get in my head. I won't let him. God, I'm so confused!
I twist the dagger.
He screams.
"Lawli…"and he's gone. Dead in my arms, I drop his corpse to the floor. Kick the face of the boy I once knew.
There in the corner lies the sketchbook of the late Beyond Birthday, and in between the dark pictures filled with gore are beautiful, colorful pictured filled with love and evidence of intense concentration.
Pictures of Beyond Birthday and L Lawliet holding hands and pecking each other on the lips.
I guess I got my answer.
He wanted to tell me…
He loved me.