**So sorry for not revising this chapter last week, my beautiful readers. But, I took a week long cruise to the Bahamas and didn't have any time to work on it... Not that any of you care, really. :P

I think you guys are gonna love me for this chapter... or maybe hate me... I dunno. Either way, you'll be one of them ;)

WOO! NOW TIME FOR THE BEST PART.

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: NO. NO BB FOR YOU.

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Disclaimer: Well... 'tis time I admitted something my lovelies... I do NOT, it any way, shape, or form own a single snippit of Death Note. Unfortunately.

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I slowly turned around and held my hands out in front of me, the pitch blackness covering every square inch of the space I was in. I looked around frantically for a way to escape, but only seen the dark. I felt hands slither their way around my waist, making me jump in alarm. A voice soon after whispered, "Come with me," in my ear.

The voice sounded so familiar. I turned my head around slightly to see BB's face next to mine. I twisted my body 180 degrees to face him. As I turned, his arms pulled my hips against his. I could feel a furious blush crawl up my neck as I tried to look him in the face. A dim red light from far away slowly started to light up the room. From the dim light, I could see dark red, scarred wings sprouted from his back, and a tail flicking back and forth, constantly wrapping and unwrapping itself around my legs. I looked up to his face, his eyes held a glint of expectancy in them. I felt a sudden strange pulling in my gut, almost like a… longing to say yes. A sudden warm feeling started bubbling in my lower abdomen as I realized he was gently pressing my hips harder against his and slowly began to rubbing himself as best he could against me. I fought the urge to moan and took hold his upper arms, squeezing them tightly.

"BB," I whispered coarsely, "B, s-stop that," I paused and swallowed multiple times, "You're... making it hard to think straight,"

I could feel his chest rumble in a silent snicker, "My dear Cynder, it doesn't sound like you want me to stop," He brought his face down to my neck, so that I could feel his warm breath fan across my skin, "Actually, it sounds like you're rather enjoying yourself,". Not a moment later, I could feel his tail tighten around my ankle and pull it out from under me. I squeeled and held onto his arms tighter, dragging him down as well. We fell back with a thud onto hard ground. I groaned and leaned up on my elbows, as did BB, who was grinning mischievously.

I looked up at him, slightly dazed, "Don't be ridiculous, I couldn't ever enjoy anything that you could give,"

He brought his head down to my ear once more and dropped his voice low, "Hmm, what if i were to do this?"

I could feel myself tense as he ran his hand up my leg, tracing small, inconceivable patterns as he did so. Cold chills exploded from my leg and ran up my spine, but I stayed as stone-faced as I could. His hand continued to trail it's way up my thigh and across my stomach and stopped right beneath my breast. He grinned as I bit my lip, slightly nibbling on it in anticipation. I looked him in the eye and nearly moaned when I noticed his lust-filled gaze. While I was distracted with his hand, he used his legs to part mine, and readjusted himself so that he had himself settled comfortably between my legs. He quickly grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them above my head before I could protest.

I gasped at his sudden movement and growled low, "Just what are you planning to do?"

He stayed silent, just staring into my eyes. I shivered slightly at his gaze and looked away. I felt him stir above me and sudden pressure being pushed against my nether region. I gasped and moaned loudly at the unexpected move and arched my back into BB. He laughed manically and commenced to rubbing his own region on mine, slowly increasing his pressure the longer he did it. I moaned again and let my head loll back, arching upwards once more.

He pulled back and looked down at me, grinning, "And here I thought you couldn't enjoy anything I have to offer," he teased in a mocking tone.

After a moment, he dropped his head back down and traced my collar bones with his tongue, "Oh shut... Shut up," I managed to breathe out before another moan found it's way into the empty air.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and matched his rhythm of movement. I could feel him groan and bite down on the crook of my neck. He released one of my wrists and started to tease my right breast. An even louder mean escaped me as he worked his way up my neck. Feeling useless, I ran my fingernails underneath his shirt and up his abdomen, where I outlined the feel of everything. BB pulled back and let go of my other wrist, and grabbed hold of the end of my shirt. In a swift move, he tugged it up over my head and tossed it somewhere behind him. I sucked in through my teeth at the sudden chill that bit at my skin. I glared at BB and fisted my hands in his shirt, pulling him back down over me for warmth. He snickered in amusement and resumed gliding his hands over my bra-covered breasts, all the while placing several kisses along my jaw line.

i grinned to myself and pushed him backwards, so that he was laying on his back. As I crawled over him, I nearly whimpered from the loss of contact on my lower parts. I sat down right over his groin and steadied myself by placing my hands on his hips. I gradually ground my hips into his, relishing in the familiar feeling. I watched with a feeling of satisfaction as his eyes eased closed. I took this as my opportunity to pull his shirt off over his head. Once I did so, I gasped as I observed his finely-toned body.

"You know," I purred, leaning down close to his neck much like he did me, "For someone who hangs around a house all day, you're pretty damn toned,".

He only chuckled and grabbed my butt, giving my cheeks a light squeeze. I moaned and dragged my teeth along the crook of his neck, occasionally sliding my tongue over his flesh for good measure. I placed feathery-like kisses up his next and stopped at the corner of his mouth. I leaned upwards and watched his through half-lidded eyes; his head was lolled back, reminiscent of me earlier, and his cheeks were a bright red. I pushed myself down a bit, so that I had full access to his waist. Carefully, I slid my hands down his stomach and to the waist band of his jeans. I slipped my hand just under the band and slowly crawled down to his "extension". He moaned and snapped his eyes open, his eyes piercing through mine.

"Keep going," He muttered.

I grinned from ear-to-ear and used my other hand to reach for his button to his jeans.

I turned and groaned, slightly aware that I was awake. I was also fully-aware of the boiling feeling still taking residence in my lower regions. Moaning, I scooted closer to what I thought was a hot-spot on my bed. Instead, my head hit something hard and muscular next to me. Thinking nothing of it, I grinned to myself and leaned myself closer towards the extra heat. It was only when I felt something drape itself over my side that I became fully aware that a person was laying next to me. My eyes flew open, and I looked up to see grey-ish red eyes staring intently into my own. My first initial instinct was to push them off the bed... which is exactly what I did. Sitting up, I peered over the side of my bed, but before I could do anything, hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down; I let out a sequel of surprise. Everything next was a blur; I was pulled down, then flipped over on my back, with the aggressor leaning over me, my arms were pinned above my head, My vision cleared and none other than BB was leaning over me, going into hysterics. 'Well this is all too familiar' I thought sarcastically.

"BB; one, Cynder Sidera Kaideth; zero," I heard him mutter.

"What the hell was that about, B!?" I yelled at him.

He leaned his face down to my ear and whispered," Its our little game, Cynder. Remember?"

I smirked, "Well, I guess this is game on, then?"

"Oh, the game has been on."

"I want you to know, I'm a competitive person."

"As am I." He paused and began to grin widely, "Also, you talk in your sleep, Cynder."

I didn't realize how close our faces had gotten until I felt his breath on my face as I did the first day at the orphanage, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't dream." I attempted to stutter out in a confident tone.

He laughed, "Now that's bullshit and we both know it." He then pulled a shit-eating grin, "Shall I show you what you were doing?"

I could feel my face go completely on fire at the memory of me doing those things with... him. "No, no, that's not-"

"'Ooh, B! That feels sooo good!'" He mimicked in a high-pitched tone, "'Oh, BB, don't stop!'" He then unpinned my arms and sat over my still-burning crotch, "And I think there were a few parts that you were like this," His hands began to work their way down to my inner thighs and I fought the urge to moan. "Now come now, Cynder. There's no need to be shy... You were reenacting some of your dream with me, you know." His hand brushed against my sensitive area and I accidentally let out my moan I was holding back, "Theere it is!" He said triumphantly.

I fought the urge to tear off his clothes right then and there, and chewed harshly on my lip, refusing to meet his gaze.

A knock sounded at the door, and a muffled voice rang through saying, "Come on! Breakfast time! Don't think you're gonna get lucky again, newbie."

While he was momentarily distracted, I flipped us over, and smirked, "Never lower your guard around me." I ripped my hands from his grasp and laughed, "Now , I don't want you watching me change so… get out." And jabbed a thumb towards the door.

"I don't mind." His smirk grew into an outright smile as he leaned himself up on his elbows.

I leaned down towards him and whispered, "I'm sure you don't."

I went to stand up again, but he grabbed my leg and pulled me down on my butt. He got on hands and knees and hovered over me again. I leaned up on my elbows, "My my, BB." I gave a silent laugh, "Feisty today, aren't we?"

He put his face down to my ear and growled softly, "You're half of the reason why,"

The door slamming open made me snap out of my quarrel with BB. At the door stood a man who looked to be in his late 30's or early 40's, with short brown hair, and a small mustache, "Rodger," BB growled.

It was then I grew conscious of the way were positioned; I was underneath him, leaning up on my elbows, my shirt hanging off of one of my shoulders, my hair out of the pony tail I had it in. BB had one arm on either side of me, and his legs pinned mine down on the floor, his hair covering his eyes, and frowning while he stared daggers at Rodger.

Rodger strode over to us and grabbed BB by the arm and pulled him up, he did the same to me. He let go of my arm, and waved a finger in our faces, "I will not tolerate this…. This…argh! Come with me right now, so I can take you to Whammy for a punishment!" He grabbed my arm and dragged us off.

'He's not exactly giving us a choice in the matter, is he?' I thought to myself.

I scowled at him behind his back as he dragged us through the halls and stairways to Whammy's office. We passed by the dining room, which was filled with an abundance of kids. They were talking, eating, or staring at us as we passed by. But one by one, as we walked by, kids heads lifted and watched us cross the room. I looked at BB, who was also frowning at Rodger. My eyes drifted back to the table. As much as I wanted to yell at them to stop staring at us, and go back to stuffing their faces, I kept my mouth shut. As we walked by, I spotted two familiar faces amongst the crowd; Devon's, who looked surprised and confused, and L's, which held no emotion.

Once we were out of view, I could hear immense whispering that broke out over the crowd. It wasn't until we were at the office, and forced to sit in rather large, plush chairs, I noticed that Rodger was talking, "…So, you guys should be downright ashamed of yourselves."

The office was quite small; the walls were painted a deep brown, a grey carpet covered the floor. There was a small, tree-looking plant by the door, and a mahogany desk that sat in front of the chairs. On the desk were a ream of papers, a pen cup full of pens, pencils, and a pair of scissors, a small plant was placed on the corner of said desk. Behind that desk, sitting in a large swivel chair, staring at us intensely was none other than Whammy himself.

I looked behind me, and seen Rodger was standing behind us, his arms crossed, with a deep frown on his face, "I found these two in her room engaging in… sexual acts."

Sexual acts? ... With B?! The thought almost made me gag. Whammy's eyebrows shot upwards, but before he could say anything, I leaned forward, my arms resting on my legs and spoke, "Okay, no. That is not what happened. I can't even think about engaging in anything… sexual with him without gagging!" I waved my arms madly over at BB, to emphasize the 'him'.

"You seemed to be enjoying yourself back there," BB said snickering.

I blushed madly at the comment. Whammy rested his elbows on the desk, his arms folded underneath his chin, "Very well, then. Let's hear your side of the story." He said gesturing to me.

I nodded and sat back, crossing my arms and legs, and looked Whammy dead in the eye and said, "Well, I woke up to find a certain somebody in my bed with me," It looked like Whammy was about to say something, so I held up a finger and continued, "And no, I wasn't doing anything with him the previous night. But anyways, I woke up, and he was there. My first instinctive reaction was to push him out of my bed, which I did. But as I went to look over the edge of my bed to see who the offender was, he pulled my down underneath him. We sat there talking, or… more like arguing, I guess, for a while before I caught him off guard and got out from underneath him. Then, I told him to get out, so I could change and head down to breakfast. When he didn't I kneeled down next to him, and argued with him some more. When I went to get up, he grabbed my leg and pulled me down again. That's when he got right back over me, and we argued even more. That's when this arse walked in and throwing accusations!" I threw my arms around madly while I was telling the story.

Whammy nodded, and looked to BB, "Do you deny to any of this?"

BB smiled, "Not one thing."

Whammy sighed, "Well, B. You've done this before at least four other times. Appearing in another's bed–"

My eyes widened, "You've done this before?"

He looked at me and grinned, "I've got experience." Then wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Whammy continued, So, you'll have to do cleaning duty for the next week," He turned to me, "Now, Cynder. Since your new here and are not at fault, there will be no punishment for you." I nodded, "You two may go eat,"

I stood from my chair and stretched. BB walked out of the room first, I went soon after. I followed him to the dining room and looked around for a chair. I spotted one next to some girl who looked to be about eight, with blonde ponytails, wearing glasses, and a yellow and pink sundress. I sniffled and made my way to the only available chair. When I sat down, she immediately stopped talking and looked at me for the longest time. I pulled my hair to one side of me, and rested it over my shoulder. I tugged at my shirt, to get it back on my shoulder, but it fell right back down moments later.

In front of me sat piles and piles of food; pancakes, sausages, bacon, biscuits, gravy, toast, eggs (sunny side up, scrambled, and even a couple omelets) hash browns, and grits. I placed a pancake on my plate, along with a piece of bacon, a biscuit with a little bit of gravy, and some grits. Honestly, I wasn't that hungry. I started to eat, but was stopped when the little girl tapped my shoulder.

"Your hair is weird," She stated with a high pitched voice.

I looked at her, 'How generic,' I grinned madly, "Thank you," My hair is a burgundy red color that faded to black at the tips.

She looked at me wide-eyed, "And your eyes…"

I rolled my eyes and went back to eating. Once finished, I pushed myself back from the table, grabbed my plate and located a trash can at the end of the table. While throwing the plate away, I pondered what else they had around here, and decided to have a look.

I started my ascent up the first flight of stairs, and wondered down the hall. I stuffed my hands in my pockets, and ventured around.

When I checked one of the many wall clocks hanging, I realized that it has been over two and a-half hours since I started… Along with the fact that I was lost.

I stared at the dead-end I was in and sighed. I turned around, only to run into someone, "Again?" I sighed.

"You look a little lost," Came the familiar voice of L.

I looked up at his face, and blushed slightly, 'Why the hell am I blushing?' I didn't know. I rubbed the back of my head and laughed nervously, "Ha-ha, yeah… I kind of … Took a wrong turn."

"Were you going anywhere specifically?"

"Not really,"

"Then how did you, 'take a wrong turn'?"

I waved my hands in the air, I don't know! You were supposed to just go along with it!" A low chuckle sounded moments after. We sat there in silence for a while before I said, "How about the showers? I seriously need one."

He nodded, "Do you need your clothes first?"

"Obviously," He nodded once more and walked off in the opposite direction I came in. "Do you even know where my room is?" I asked.

L nodded his head, "Yes. I've got everyone's room, and room number remembered."

That's not stalker-ish," I muttered low enough for him not to hear.

Moments later we arrived at my door. He turned the handle, pushed open the door, and stood off to the side. I quickly grabbed my things and followed L out of the door, and down the hall. I made a mental note of where the showers were. They actually weren't that far away, right down the hall. We stopped in front of a large white door, that had the pink female stick figure on it. Next to the girl's bathroom door, was the boys; It was painted black, with a blue male stick figure on it.

I turned and nodded my thanks to L. "Oh, and come to Whammy's office in twenty minutes. We need to discuss an alias, and what classes you'll be taking."

Confused, I asked, "An alias?"

"Yes," He gave a slight nod, "Nobody in the orphanage goes by their first name."

I nodded in understanding, and turned to open the door, but a hand on my shoulder. I looked at the hand, then the face the hand belonged to, and seen the smallest etch of worry of L's emotionless face "And... Do be careful around B. He's... unpredictable and has a bit of a dark side… To say in the least."

I smiled, "I'll try, but," I sighed dramatically, "You know me, I can't seem to stay away from the bad boys." I stifled a small laugh and looked up to see L's cold stare watching me.

"I do not see the humor in being warned. Also, I cannot say I know you, since this is only your first week here."

I sighed and punched his shoulder lightly, "You're no fun." I pouted slightly and waltzed into the bathroom.

The floor was a light blue color, decorated with tiles, as was the walls. On a wall across from me, two doors were side-by-side. One read, Toilets, the other, Shower stalls. In the room I was in, sinks, and mirrors lined the walls. I made my way over to the door that said, Shower Stalls, and walked in.

Inside that room were rows and rows of shower stalls. I picked the one farthest of the door, in the corner of the room and stepped in, pulling the shower curtain shut behind me. I shed my clothes and turned the water on full-blast, on a warm temperature. I began scrubbing my hair, and recalling the past events that happened today. My mind drifted back to the incident this morning and my dream. Why the hell did I have that dream? It's not something I think I'll easily forget. I mean, I wanted to fuck the guy's brains out this morning. I also thought back to how close BB, and I were… I almost actually enjoyed it ... almost. I mentally slapped myself;

Well, he's not that bad looking,

Doesn't matter he's psycho.

So are you,

I am not.

You're a half-demon, for crying out loud!

That doesn't mean I'm insane!

Then why are you talking to yourself?

I stopped, What the hell was I doing? I just had a whole conversation with myself. I thought, 'Am I going crazy?' I sighed and thought of the moment when BB called me by my full name; Cynder Sidera Kaideth. Then it dawned on me… I never told him my name.

How the hell could he have known?

I rinsed my hair clean of the soap, and proceeded to scrub my body with the body wash provided. And what about this L character? He seems decent enough, I suppose. Pretty good looking, too. But he doesn't possess those… dark qualities that BB seems to have. He also seems so… emotionless. How is that even possible? I thought humans were supposed to have lots of emotions. But this BB kid... he doesn't have that many emotions either. Granted, it was more than L, but not by much. Why do they look so alike? There is no way that is a coincidence that they just so happened to be born looking exactly the same way from completely different mothers. And why are their names only letters? Oh, right. Alias's. But what are their real names, I wonder? I sighed and turned the water off. I grabbed the towel hanging over the edge of the stall and dried myself off. Once I was dressed, I opened the curtain and almost crashed my face into another's.

On instinct I took a step backwards, and the face of a smirking BB came into view, "Damn it, BB! You creep!" He took a step closer to me, still staring at me in the eyes. I backed up until my back hit a wall… Shit. "BB what're you doing?"

He kept walking closer to me until he was right in front of me. His arms were on either side of me, leaning against the wall. He brought his face down to mine and it was then I noticed what looked to be make up on his face. Make up? That's why they look so alike! "I have a question Cynder, If you will acknowledge me."

"Only if you answer mine."

"Fair enough." He still hadn't moved his face, "What are you?"

I groaned, "This again, BB?"

He growled softly, "You are not human, so stop trying to tell me otherwise."

"And what makes you so sure?

"You've got no death date." He stated so softly I almost didn't hear.

That's why he looked above my head the first day of the orphanage! "Hmm … you were born with the eyes, huh?" I smirked.

"What!" His voice dropped, but held venom in them, "How do you know?"

Lying, I said, "My dad had them." When in reality, when I went to visit my dad last summer in hell, there was a damned that possessed shinigami eyes. Shinigami eyes allow you to see somebody's death date, and full name that was given to them at birth.

"Oh, really? Interesting." He smirked, and moved even closer to me.

"My turn:" He nodded, and I continued, "Why the hell are you so close to me?"

I don't want to answer a question with a question but…" His smirk turned into an all-out smile. His shaggy hair covering his eyes gave him a wild, demented look. "Do you find me attractive?"

The question caught me off guard. Did I find him attractive? Hell yes. But there was no way in hell I'd let him know that.

Trying to avoid the question I said, "You're wearing make up."

He frowned momentarily, but then smiled and said, "You are an interesting girl, Selene."

He laughed, which sent chills down my spine. While he was distracted, I turned the water on, and pushed him back, off of me and into the water. His eyes went wide, wider than they normally are, and grabbed my arm, pulling me down with him. I gasped, and we landed with a thud. I looked up at his face, a shocked expression was glued onto his features. His guy liner started running down his cheeks, and his hair stuck to his face, covering his eyes. I laughed nervously, he frowned and gripped my arm tighter.

"Now look what you did," He glared at me, his red eyes shining brightly.

I reached up a hand to his face, and gently wiped the running guy liner off his cheeks. "Y'know," I said quietly, trying to make him calm down, "You look better without your make-up." I smiled innocently and he just scowled.

I stood up slowly, "You've got exactly ten seconds to run,"

I gulped, turned around, and made a mad dash for the exit. I pushed both doors open and sped off down the hall. Shit, I was supposed to meet L! I turned around a few corners a few times before I got to the dining room. I then remembered that Mr. Whammy's office was just around the corner. It wasn't too long before I found myself in the front of his large office door. I busted in, and slammed the door shut behind me, I leaned against the door, my heart racing. I looked up to see Mr. Whammy behind his desk, and just the man I was looking for; L. I smiled weakly and took a seat in the chair next to L.

I offered a small wave, and L studied my face. "Ah, Cynder. So nice of you to finally join us."

"I know, I know. S-sorry… My shower took longer than expected."

Mr. Whammy sighed, and said, "That is quite okay Cynder," He gave a small smile, "Now for a nickname;" He folded his hands under his chin and thought for a moment before saying, " Maybe Cy? Both C and S are already taken,"

I nodded, still out of breath a little. I heard L sigh from next to me, "What did you do to BB now?"

"How did you-?"

"You're body language; you're heaving heavily, which means you're breathless from what I suspect running. You're also are very tense, and keep looking behind you as if you are expecting something to happen, or someone to burst through the door at any moment now. I also deducted that since you and BB have seem to… taken an interest in each other, I suspected it had something to do with him. But something I can't understand;" He paused and lifted a finger in the air, "Is why your clothes are soaked, generally, one takes a shower with them off."

'Smart ass', I scoffed to myself. I waved him off and turned back to Mr. Whammy, "What about my classes?"

"You will take, reading, mathematics, science, language arts, history/geography, criminology, and an extra class of your choice. So you will have eight periods. L here–" He waved a hand towards. "Will be your escort until you're positive that you can remember where all of your classes are located."

I nodded in understanding, "Okay. But when do my classes start?"

In about two days, next Monday. Also-" He picked up a pack of papers, "You'll have to take an IQ test so we can figure out your rankings."

"An IQ test? What do you mean, rankings?"

L spoke up finally, "This orphanage, Whammy House, is full of geniuses of all ages. And all of these genius minds… Well, almost all, are aspiring to become L."

"But aren't you L? Why do they want to be you?"

"Yes, I am L, make no mistake. But I am also the top detective in the world. And I'm sure you know that my job can be dangerous, so when I die, the top successor in the house will take my place and be L."

"Oh." He said the word die like he excepted death. Well, I guess t blame him … I am a half-demon. "When will I have to take this … "test"?"

"Tomorrow."

"Alright then" I got up to leave, stretching my back as I did so. I walked out of the room, and heard them break out into talking once I left. Something about Rome and cake.

I started walking back down the hall when a flash of black caught my eye. And a voice in my ear not a minute later, "So… You thought you could hide from me with L, and Whammy?" He started that creepy laugh again, "That's not going to work Cynder."

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MUAHA-FREAKING-HA! CLIFF-HANGER, BITCHES.

Lol, seriously, though. R&R for more... any maybe it'll make me motivated once more. :D

~JAFS signing off.