So yeah, took me a lot of work and I had to get through a lot of procrastination...but I finally made it. This will be all for a LONG time...

I hope anyone who's reading this enjoys it, and please read and review, I'd like to know if ANYONE is enjoying this...lol. So yeah, I'm off to write other stories.

ENJOY!

BTW: Do not own any characters of DEATH NOTO, only the one's I made up in the story such as old ladies, and such...

Character Update: I don't know how the crap I'm adding Ryuk in all this, so Ryuk is out... :( sorry peoples.

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Death Note: The Band

((Included with drama like most shows…))

MisaxLight

LxLight

MelloxMatt

MelloxNear

MattxNear

BeyondxL

BeyondxMello

BeyondxMatt

BeyondxNear

Chapter Seven: Complicated

Light wondered why he wasn't interested in females.

He walked down the crowded streets of Japan on his way to his work, he was a police officer, like his father, and they both worked side by side on everything.

Light wore a navy blue suit with a white undershirt and a light blue tie. He enjoyed wearing fancy colors and suits, whether in or out of work. He had short light brown hair, and light brown eyes to match. He looked charming and there was something about him that made women fall at his feet and men get jealous from his appearance. For some reason, though…he was never interested in going out with any female.

Some women that asked him out and were rejected would wonder if he was gay. One woman that worked with him and asked him out once decided to gather up the courage to go up to him and ask personally. She asked if he was homosexual, and he simply stated that he wasn't interested in either sex at the time being…was that an excuse to get rid of her?

Or was it the truth?

Light wondered why he wasn't interested in females…

He thought this over as he headed to work, and when he got there, he was greeted by his father. The older man was wearing his rectangular glasses and had streaks of gray in his black hair. The old man smiled "Hey there, Light." "Good morning, Mr. Yagami." Light said with a smile as well. The two shook hands, and then they both walked deeper into the building where they soon ended up in a room full of many boxed offices. The two were soon greeted by a young male, a little older than Light but not as old as Mr. Yagami "Hello Soichiro, Sir." He then bowed to his son "Light, Sir."

"Hey, Matsuda." Light said with his smile still on his face. Matsuda had short black hair and was wearing a light grey suit with a light brown tie. He continued to smile back and forth towards the both of them, before he looked back at Light "Some flowers and candy came in for you, Light. I put them on your desk…"

Light's smile faded, and he made a small sigh and walked off to claim the items. Soichiro Yagami looked at Matsuda, and the younger male shrugged his shoulders and laughed "I know the orders were to not accept gifts, but she's the famous Misa Misa! Everyone loves her!" Soichiro shook his head "We all know that, but obviously she's getting way out of hand. Famous or not, she needs to calm herself down when dealing with my son. His main focus right now is working with the Police and nothing else, and I know my son more than anyone. He's not interested in dating or anything like that-"

"Do you think that if I give her what she wants she'll leave me alone?"

The two turned and saw Light with an armful. In his right hand he held a bundle of various types of flowers, and in his left arm he held a large present like wrapped box, obviously the chocolates. Soichiro smirked, and he covered his mouth. Matsuda looked at Light with a smile as well "Maybe…but I doubt she'd stop sending you the gifts."

"I know she's thankful…but the case was long ago," Light said with a sigh "I wish she'd just stop."

"Then tell her."

"I TRY, Dad! She's not listening…at awwwllll."

He groaned on the last bit, and he shoved the chocolate box towards Matsuda's chest. The young man gasped as he grabbed the item, and then Light held the flowers to Soichiro "Mr. Yagami, please place these in a nice vase. Anywhere around here would do…I have a report to finish typing." With that said Light walked off to his own little office. Soichiro and Matsuda stood there with the gifts they were given, and then they soon separated to do their own duties.

So Light was a 'serious business' man, who seemed to have no time for gifts from females, especially the one's that adored him.

Then again, this female personally had an attachment issue, since Light had avenged her family; this female considered Light to be a God to her, a Savior, a Hero…and she would never forget who he was in her eyes.

Misa was just that type of a girl.

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She started her day like she had always started her day…

She rose from her king sized bed; it was directly in the center of her room. Her room had a gothic theme; though it wasn't always her favorite type of look. Misa Amane went Goth the day she decided to devote her entire life to one person. Light Yagami was that special someone she knew she would be loyal to until the very end of time and her own life's existence. There was no God to her, the day her family was slaughtered was the day God obviously disappeared from her life and didn't care.

But the Gothic rituals of the living dead were always there.

There was dark red velvet all over her room, as well as black satin and lace. She had upside down crosses, candle wicks hanging from the walls, skulls and cute little dark dolls and stuffed toys. She collected it all. She had a large bookcase full of magic, spells, Wicca and the forbidden arts. Most of the pages she read were not based on raising the dead, worshipping the devil, nor was it about any true dark elements based on her life and what surrounded it. Misa was only about Light from now on, the saved and bookmarked pages were about love spells and castings.

Though, none of them seemed to work, she knew they would eventually.

So continuing on.

Misa started her day like she had always started her day. She rose from her king sized bed within her large room and walked until she reached her master bathroom at the corner of the room. The floor was tiled in white to match the walls, and a large jet bathtub rested at the corner of the restroom. Everything was a clean white; she had a maid to do the cleaning for her.

Misa took a shower; the shower was made of white marble and came with a marble bench for when she got lazy. Misa sat there naked, the water poured over her as well as over her 'bed head' hair. This caused her blonde hair to soon slip down and fall around her; to reveal her true and natural straightened hair as it slicked down.

Misa wondered about Light, what he was doing at the moment. She wondered if he got the presents she sent him…if not she would hurry to order again. She planned on driving into town to visit him anyway.

She got out the shower and walked over to the mirror above the sink. Misa took a comb and worked on her hair as she used a free hand to dry herself off and wrap a towel around her body. As she continued to work on her hair, her maid came in and started to tidy up. The woman wore a typical maid uniform; A black and white dress that came with an apron and a headdress. Misa ignored her as she continued to work on her hair; she finally got the knots out and began to fix her hair into two pigtails. When she got that finished, she spoke happily.

"Good Morning!" She sang as she passed the maid and entered into her room.

The maid bowed as she watched Misa, then followed her "Good afternoon, Misa Misa."

Misa took out a black and red gothic Lolita outfit from her walk-in closet, as well as a pair of black baby-doll shoes and a few red bows for her hair. She took out a long pair of black and red striped socks and then returned to her bed where she set them all out. She smiled at them in approval, before she began to change.

"I made lunch for you, Misa Misa." The maid explained as she stood at the doorway of the bedroom with her head bowed and her hands folded in front of her together.

Misa looked up from her bed and blinked "So I slept in?"

"No," the maid said softly. Misa let out a sigh of relief, then she let the towel fall to her feet as she began to search her closet for a bra and some panties. The maid followed so that she could continue to speak and so that she could help her "Remember, you came from a small morning meeting about your new line of fragrance. You returned home and before I could say anything you simply wandered to your room, changed, and went to rest."

The maid found a pair and handed them to her, and Misa smiled as she ran back to her bedroom to finally change "Oh, now I remember…" Misa always had a problem remembering things that didn't seem important to her. The maid started to organize and clean the bedroom as Misa slipped into her panties, then snapped her bra on "Which reminds me, anything else I need to do today?"

The maid stood there and thought as Misa continued to slip into her dress. The young model slid into the puffy sleeves, and then she got her socks on and started to slide into her shoes. The maid then spoke in, what could have been considered, a very mother-like voice "You do have a photo shoot in two hours, and directly after that you have another meeting to discuss your new line of perfume. After that you have an hour until you go to a meeting about…some…new TV series?"

Misa groaned as she listened to everything she had to do. She was always busy like this; her life had always been this way even when she was a little kid. But now it seemed to actually take its toll on her. She didn't know what to do…then again when she was with Light she would cancel. No matter what, Light was always more important than anything in the world.

"Well, since I have time on my hands, I'm going to hang out with Liiigghhhhttt…." Misa sang his name as she tip-toed and danced into the bathroom where she started to apply bright red lipstick on. She puckered and kissed towards her reflection, and then she put the lipstick down and started to work on her eye-liner and mascara.

The maid shrugged her shoulders and fixed the bed before she wandered out. Misa was done and smiled at her reflection, before she yelled out "I won't need any lunch, Violet! I'm gonna go out to eat!"

The maid, Violet, peeked into the room and nodded "Alright," Before she disappeared again to do other things throughout the house. Misa smiled as she marched out the room, and soon out the door. She saw her black limousine already outside right in the front waiting for her, and she ran up to the chauffer and asked "Take me to the police station, please? In town?" She didn't wait for an answer; she went into the back of the car and sat herself inside before shutting the door behind her. The man in the driver's seat nodded, and he smiled as he drove off.

"Is it to visit this 'Light Yagami' man, again?"

Misa smiled at him and looked out the window as he drove her over to the gates of her home. She turned her head to watch as her large mansion home soon disappeared behind the jail like gates of gold and soon the house got smaller as they continued to drive away. Misa sat herself back down and shrugged "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't…"

The man laughed and shook his head, not saying another word.

He drove until he reached the police station, and immediately crowds began to form. They were crowds of curious people wondering who the person was inside of the limousine, and why they were outside of the police station. The people who usually passed by the police station at this time already new who it was, but that didn't mean they would walk away without an autograph or a picture.

Misa stepped out of the limo with a bright smile, and she waved as everyone tried to get to her. Her driver soon stepped out of the car and walked around so that he could help her get inside of the station. She managed to get inside, and as soon as she stepped through he doors, Light stared right at her from the doorway to the office area.

Light's stare was a bit, out of it. His eyes seemed lifeless, as if he wasn't happy to see what he was seeing.

Misa's eyes were filled with life, love, and happiness. She smiled happily and a blush spread across her face "Light! How are you? I came to visit!" She skipped over to him and the driver followed. Light looked around nervously as other people peeked at the two, and Misa soon hugged him tightly around his neck. Light cleared his throat and returned the favor "Oh, Hey Misa. It's nice to see you again."

She squealed.

He sighed "I'm in the middle of work though, Misa, you can't keep visiting around this time every day…Is there something wrong?"

Misa let go and held a serious expression "Yes, there is!"

Light's eyes widened, showing concern on his face "What's wrong? Is someone in trouble?"

"I'm in trouble, Light!"

"Who is it?"

"ME!"

Light sighed "I know it's YOU, but who is it that's following you or…hurting you or anything?"

Misa made a romantic sigh "Light's so worried about me…" Light soon glared "Misa, I know you…love me and all…but I've got work, and if you aren't here for something important, then I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Misa's eyes filled with tears; another day, another love spell that didn't work. She'd have to try again when she got home.

Though Light normally couldn't stand to see a young woman cry, he decided Misa would be an exception. He slowly turned around and began to re-enter the office area to get back to work. He had left the area for a reason he couldn't even remember because of her. He growled under his breath, and Misa continued to stand there as she watched her love walk away just like that. Matsuda soon appeared, and he smiled happily when he saw her, only to frown when a tear fell down her cheek.

"M-Misa Misa, are you alright?"

"L-Light hate's me…" Misa said with a sniffle. The chauffer offered her a tissue from his coat pocket, and she took it and blew her nose. Matsuda frowned "N-No, never…Misa Misa. Light is just, well, complicated."

Misa wiped her nose and slowly held the tissue towards her chauffer. The man hesitantly took it and threw it in the trash. "Complicated?" Misa repeated as she sniffled "What do you mean by that?"

"Well…" Matsuda scratched the back of his black hair, nervously trying to think of a reason why Light always was this serious about everything. Light always had females chasing after him, and most of the men in the office were always jealous of him, so why was Light ignoring everyone and only focusing on work? Mr. Yagami, Light's father, was a sort of perfectionist in the office…maybe Light was the same way?

"Well…you see…" Matsuda started. His eyes wandered around, unable to focus on the famous actress, model, and beauty before him "Light is just focused on his job right now, he's probably trying his hardest to be the best at what he does…he's probably going to be like this for awhile. But that doesn't mean he hate's you, Misa Misa….it just means he's so worked up in what he's doing that he doesn't seem to have time for…you know, dating and hanging out."

Misa thought about this for a moment, before she made a small nod and smiled. Her face was still red from the small set of tears, but she continued to smile and nod as the sadness disappeared "Oh, I see…work is always important."

She paused, and then laughed heroically "I shall begin to make lunches for him!"

She turned around and waved to Matsuda "See ya around!" Matsuda waved back as the girl walked out of the building with the chauffer right behind. Matsuda sighed, and Mr. Yagami soon appeared and walked beside Matsuda as the two entered the office area again "What was that about?" The older man asked. The younger of the two shrugged his shoulders "I calmed her down, at least she won't be sending Light so many gifts anymore."

"What did you tell her?"

"That Light is just complicated and is focused on work…so now she plans on bringing bento boxes probably around lunch time, or later…ish."

Mr. Yagami laughed, and he shook his head with a small smile "Love, I remember how me and my wife were back in the days."

Matsuda smirked, before they both reached Light's office.

Light didn't look up from his computer as he continued to type away at the keyboard, then he slowly stopped to save whatever he was working on before he turned his head slightly "Yes?"

Matsuda smiled "Good news, Misa Misa won't be sending you so much stuff anymore!" Light made a small sigh of relief, then he winced "What's the bad news?"

"Bento's for the rest of your life!"

Light groaned, and then he pouted "Daaaaaaaad…"

Soichiro laughed and shook his head "I can't help you there, son, you've always had problems with women and this is just another one of those ordeals. I'm sure you can figure out a way for you two to either get along or get on with your lives."

Mr. Yagami bowed his head respectfully before he turned and walked away. Matsuda decided to hang around "Light, Sir, you've been working here for a long time, and you haven't taken any vacation time or breaks or anything like that, besides the times you decide to get a drink of water or order lunch. You should find another hobby besides work."

Light looked at him curiously "Work is a hobby?"

Matsuda smirked "For you maybe…and Mr. Yagami." Light smiled, and then he shrugged "Yeah, I guess you could be right."

"Isn't there something you've always wanted to do?"

Light looked back towards the computer screen, and he thought about it; something that he had always wanted to do. Music was something amazing to him; Light enjoyed all types of music: from rock, to metal, to classical and J-Pop. He used to take piano lessons when he was a kid, and he remembered sometimes he would sing to himself in the shower during those younger days, maybe he could do something with those talents of his?

"I guess…playing music is kind of fun. I could try…" Light said in a small nervous voice. He wasn't sure if taking a break from work would be such a good idea, especially with him being so close to getting what he thought was a promotion. Then again, his boss was his Dad, so it might not be such a bad idea after all.

Matsuda smiled "Great! So you could maybe take a week or a month off to just, you know, play music or something while you're on vacation."

Light nodded quietly.

Matsuda turned around "Well, you should talk to your dad about it; I have to get back to filing some reports." Matsuda slowly walked away as he began to mutter to himself something. Light watched as the man soon turned and disappeared in an office, and then Light looked back at his computer screen. He began to type away at the keyboard until he finished a page report on a recent case. For some reason, Japan was being overpopulated by gas station burglars; and all they ever seemed to take was merchandise. It was something that everyone in the station thought was silly and un-important, but Light wondered if there was a deeper meaning to it. Then again, Light always thought about the deeper meanings to everything.

He sighed and leaned back in his chair as the page printed out, then he took it and headed over to the main office; that was where his dad sat and worked.

He opened Soichiro's door, and the older man smiled at him from his computer "Light, finished that report?"

"Of course."

Light walked up to the large desk and placed the paper on top of another pile that formed, and Soichiro smiled "Thank you."

"Dad?" Light bit his lower lip "I was wondering, maybe I should take a break?"

Soichiro stopped his work, and he slowly looked up from his computer screen into his son's eyes. Light Yagami, the work-a-holic, is asking for a day off? "Surprise…" Soichiro made a nervous laugh "What brought this up so suddenly?"

Would Light dare bring Matsuda into the conversation? No, for his father wouldn't believe it and it wouldn't help him at all. Matsuda was silly like that, if Light told Soichiro that Matsuda thought of the idea, Light wouldn't ever get what he wanted…ever.

"It wasn't just now, Dad." Light said gently "I've been…thinking about it for awhile, my head is hurting and all these papers and books; I think I just need a time out for awhile. Do you think I can get that, Dad? A break? Maybe a month or two off?"

"Light, I was hoping you'd be able to last awhile longer-"

"I know, Dad…but it'd be nice to have this chance to just, you know, get some time to myself. Maybe even find a way to deal with Misa Amane while I'm off."

Soichiro smiled. He didn't want a break just to turn lazy, he wanted a break to deal with issues in his life. That showed maturity and courage, that was definitely his son. "Alright, Light. You'll get three months." With that said, Soichiro opened a new file on his computer and started to type away, and Light made a wide smile in return. Soichiro then looked up "I expect to see you again; you better mark your calendar, boy."

Light bowed his head plenty of times, and soon he was leaving the office and returning to his own. He got into his little box and started to pack the things he would take with him when he got back to his apartment. It was a little apartment, it only had the things he needed…bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and living room. He saved enough money to buy his own house; but he didn't feel ready to move away. The only houses being sold were around another city, he didn't think he was ready to leave his family and job yet.

Mr. Aizawa, another member of the police, was walking by next to Matsuda as they chatted away. The two of them slowed to a stop when they saw Light packing his things, and Matsuda gasped "I'm so sorry Light! I didn't know your dad would think of firing you!"

Mr. Aizawa looked at Matsuda with a shocked expression, and Light shook his head as he lifted his box in his arms "No, I've got a vacation for three months. So I'm going to do the best to clear my head…"

Matsuda smiled, and Aizawa nodded "Good luck, Light. I know you really needed this break of yours. You deserve it." Light bowed, and soon he turned and walked away out of the office area and soon out of the station. Today was the day he would start anew. He wasn't going to be worked up over anything, he would try his best to live a drama and issue free life for the next three months. He was going to buy a keyboard and practice his singing and simply relax.

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Why did life have to be so complicated…?

"Excuse me miss…" The hunched male made a fake smile as the old woman turned and looked at him "Maybe I can help you across the street?"

The clock was ticking…

"Oh, certainly…thank you." The old woman curved her lips into a weak smile.

Twenty more seconds, it was her destiny…

The man with the hunched back and the dark circles around his eyes, as if he had done nothing but stay awake for the hell of it. He slowly took hold of the old woman's hand as he counted down from twenty in the back of his head. She took a step onto the street with him, and the two made it to the middle of the street when…

"One…Zero…" He whispered. The woman looked up "I beg your pard-"

The vehicle seemed to appear out of no where. Though both bodies, the old woman's and the young man's, flew up into the air and landed on the ground violently…only one of them had a large amount of blood seeping out of their head and lips.

The man was the one who survived…

He was counting the seconds to her death…

Isn't he doing a favor for them if he helps them reach their death?

This man, known as BB in the orphanage…or even Beyond Birthday…has the strange gift of the Shinigami. He does not come with a Death Note notebook, he does not come with instructions for any human…he is human. He is just special.

Unfortunately for the Wammy house, he was never special enough.

Did L remember him?

Beyond slowly lifted his head, he was still on the street, his legs turned in towards each other, right next to his shoulder was a puddle of blood and an old woman, her eyes open wide and mouth agape. Beyond made a wide smile, revealing red stained teeth, and soon a medic came over in a hurry as a few others lifted up the old woman's body and carried it away to a vehicle.

"I'm fine…I think." Beyond said softly as he struggled to his feet. His legs hurt a bit, but he would be fine…the pain was quite pleasurable. Watching that woman fly like a bird and land like a rock made his day as well.

The medic insisted on taking him to the hospital, before long he was put into the ambulance right beside the dead lady. The medics continued to shock her, tend to her, do all of these things to make her live. Beyond was the only one who saw her life clock flashing red zero's countless times over her head.

When they got to the hospital, even Beyond couldn't make himself look real. He never could look real, for he was always playing pretend…pretend to look and act like someone else, look like the man who destroyed and took away his life.

Did L have anything that was his life?

"I was just helping her across the street…"

Beyond said with a frown on his face as he sat in the hospital bed. The doctor nodded as he checked the male's legs, the puppet's legs "Well, we may need to perform surgery to move a few bones and muscles, either that or you're going to have to wear a cast and move around in a wheelchair."

"I'll take the surgery, tonight if you can?"

"It will be expensive, working on both legs in one night."

"I have the money…"

"Well then, alright. I'll bring back some papers for you to sign and you can rest here until the surgery…"

The doctor walked out the hospital room and shut the door behind him, and Beyond stared out the window at the world of numbers and games. He stared into the world of gadgets and death, death and birth, he stared into the world of helping hands. Beyond knew what he was doing, he was helping people die; then again, Beyond only helped the people that needed it…that is, the people whose life spans were almost up in the end anyway.

It wasn't a good deed, but it shouldn't be considered a bad one either.

Beyond made a wide smile; he shook his head slowly "Why did you have to make things so complicated, L…" His smile widened "I hate you."

He pressed a button by the bed, and soon a female voice spoke through a small speaker beside the back wall "May I help you, sir?"

"Can I have a jar of strawberry jam?"