Dr. Rodriguez pulled out from her desk a gray recorder and placed it on the armrest of her chair. "As part of are agreement you let me record are entire sessions. You tell everything you want me to know, you are allowed to stop when you feel like you cannot continue any longer and will leave it for another day. And I will not share the information you share with me." She said as she pressed play.

I nodded and breathed a bit, picking up my knees up to my chest; rapping my arms around myself. "I don't remember much of my childhood." I sighted softly and rubbed my wrist lightly. I loved the feeling of finally being freed of that damn straight-jacket.

"It's alright Beyond. Just tell me what you know." She said softly and looked at me.

"I know what you must think. 'Who would name their kids Beyond Birthday?' But its been so long that I don't even remember my own real name." I sighted.

"So Beyond is just an alias then?" She asked, searching for the answer in my face.

I simply shrugged. "Beyond Birthday is my name. It has been since I was alive and will be until my death day. And if you read in my file my other alias was Rue Ryuzaki. Don't ask me why. I just liked that name and when I didn't want to give my actual name, Ryuzaki acted as my cover."

"Why? Was there someone or something you were hiding from?"

"Something like that. Anyways I trailed off to the unimportant details. But I'll get to that when I tell my story first." I chuckled and rubbed the inside of my wrist again. "I was about four when my father was murdered in an alleyway by a group of thugs who wanted his wallet." I said bitterly and breathed.

"That must of been a terrible tragedy to lose ones father so young."

"And you know why he got killed? Because I was being a pushy brat and insisted that he make a quick run to the store for some milk and strawberries for my pancakes." I sighted and laid my head on my knees.

"You had no idea that your father would have been murdered that day. You shouldn't have blamed yourself."

But I did... I thought sadly. "You know how they left my dads body? The coroner counted twenty stab-wounds and they went to the extreme to slit his throat. After he was dead on the ground."

"And you remember that? Interesting."

I sighted. "Its nothing you forget." I mumbled. "I still remember the look on my mothers face when they told her the news. From the two of us she must of took it the hardest."

"And how did you take it Beyond?" She raised an eyebrow.

"At first fine. But I couldn't sleep without playing the final moments leading up to my fathers death in my head. I cried every night since then, until my little eyes couldn't anymore. And my mother became a living corpse so to speak. The house that was once filled with joy and laughter was replaced with a dreary tomb of melancholy."

"And your mother did not seek counselling?"

I shook my head. "We barely spoke in those times. But let me continue with the story. After the two years since my fathers death my mother soon died."

"How did.." She asked softly and pushed a box of tissues my way.

As if I'd take one. I thought and rolled my eyes. "It was in mid May. I was at the babysitter that my mother had hired to look after me when she was at work. I didn't know about her passing until later that night. I was told that she died on impact when the train crashed and that she didn't suffer. As that made any difference. I was officially an orphan after her funeral."

"How terrible. That is one pain no child should ever bare." She sighted. "Do you wish to stop?"

I shook my head. "I can keep going. Since I had no close family I was sent to an orphanage for a month until.."

She leaned forward in her chair and waited.

"I was soon adopted by a man named Quillsh Wammy. And he asked my social worker for everything they had on me school wise. He even had me take an IQ test before the adoption was final. Oddest thing I thought for a child of six years." I chuckled some.

"And what was your IQ?"

"On the paper it said that I was a genius apparently." I chuckled more and looked at her. "I didn't think much of it at first. All I wanted to do was to pleas him so that I wouldn't stay in that horrible orphanage another day longer. But I couldn't be more wrong." I sighted.

"Was this man Quillsh Wammy a terrible man?" She raised an eyebrow.

"By terrible man do you mean has he done anything to me? Quiet the opposite. Once the adoption papers were signed we headed to Winchester, England. My child's mind and expectations were a house with a decent space for a playground. Like the one back at my home, but instead my new home was to be another orphanage."

"So after all that trouble the whole point was to place you in another orphanage? Why did he go to the trouble?" She asked a hint of discuss in her voice. "Was all he desired the government check that was sent?"

"I thought so at first but I didn't know what to think. All I cared about was a better place to live and Wammy's House was perfect. Better than the orphanage I was sent to in the beginning. I was fed everyday, had clothes, books. It was great for the next few years until I turned thirteen."

"Which was?"

"I always had an interest in learning new things and that's exactly what I received. The best education possible. I read many books to the point where I memorized whole volumes in poetry, law, and economics. That's how my obsession with knowledge began. I refrained myself from having the pleasures that other boys had and focused on what I lacked and demanded new challenges. So I picked up learning foreign languages like Greek, Latin, French, German, etc." I chuckled.

"Wow. And this man Quillsh he supported you in all of this?"

I nodded. "He encouraged me to do all of these. Wammy's house wasn't just a regular orphanage. It was an orphanage for talented children. I didn't know what that meant until a few months ago Mr. Wammy brought in a boy who I only knew as A. That was another thing about Wammy's house that I did not understand. We never used are real names. Just aliases." I shrugged and yawned a bit. "How long have I been talking?"

She looked at her watch and pressed paused on the recorder. "For an hour and thirty-minutes. I'm impressed."

"Kind of figured. Shall I keep going?"

"If you feel like you can continue. Then go ahead." She said and un-paused the recorder.

"Me and A at first did not get along, but since we shared a room it was only rational that we should start to get along. Wouldn't you agree? Anyways as I was saying we shared a similar interest in learning which was great. We constantly tested each other with riddles and never ending games. To see who was smarter than the other." I chuckled and smiled. How much I missed those times with A... "But it was always a tie between us. Soon Mr. Wammy noticed A and started cutting into are time. I would hardly see A for hours at a time. It frustrated me."

"What did Mr. Wammy take A for?" She asked and raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged. "I didn't know at first and A wouldn't tell me until I started to snoop around. I followed him to Mr. Wammy's office where they stood in front of a computer screen. But I didn't have enough time to figure out what was going on." I sighted. "Soon I started seeing changes in A. He would stay in are room for days without stepping outside. Are games of riddles stopped. We were like strangers." I shook my head.

"How long did this go on?"

"For quiet sometime." I shrugged. "It was a good thing that he talked in his sleep. If not then I would have been left in the dark." I sighted. "Sometimes I wish I was so I wouldn't know of the horrid burden to come." I shuddered a bit. "All he kept mentioning at first was L. Or lets run away BB. When I would hear my name I would have conversations with him while he slept. It was odd but I started to find out that the only reason Mr. Wammy really wanted us was too be the next L." I grumbled in annoyance.

"You knew L?" She raised an eyebrow as I nodded.

"Not personally. Just through a computer." I sighted. "Can I stop?"

She nodded and stopped recording. "Thank you Beyond. You did great. Ill see you again for you next appointment." She said and pressed a button behind her desk. Soon two orderly's came in and waited by the door.

I stood up slowly and made my way towards them quietly. One of them gripped my arm and dragged me through the hall. "When will I get too eat?" I asked as they opened the door to my room.

"Someone will bring it to you." One said and pushed me inside.

I heard the lock snap into place as I sighted. As I looked forward the room I was in before changed back into my old room back at Wammy's.

"Hey B. I didn't know you were in here." Said a voice from behind.

I turned around to see that it was A holding a stack of books in his arms. "I thought we could give each other riddles until supper. Feel up to it?" He grinned and sat on his bed across from mine.

"You're on!" I grinned and sat onto the floor facing him.

I made up some of the details on Beyond's parents and his background. None of it is in Death Note: Another Note. The plot line is mine, but the characters belong to the author! Enjoy!