Second part to the first part of the flashback-ish chappie.

Dunno how many of these there will be but I don't plan on there to be a lot cause I really wanna finish the main plot of the story, but I guess holding out for a while will benefit me seeing as I have time now to think of an epically awesome ending.

One question though: Should the ending be Sad or Happy?

I still haven't figured that out.

Sorry about that, but I'm trying me very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, (you get the point) very best to figure that out, so please be patient with me.

That's all I ask. That and to not kill me for using so many verys.

Lol. ;^P

Disclaimer: By the way I do not own Death Note!

Warnings: Flashback-ish chappie, don't like 'em don't read this and violence, blood, gore, language, idiocy, and so on.

~Love Fairylust~

As soon as he was back home Lawliet was in a world of trouble. His parents cornered him first thing and forced to take a seat in the kitchen. His brother was dismissed from the so-called 'intervention'. Lawliet watched crossly as the small boy padded from the room holding the book of completed crossword puzzles. What does he need that for? Lawliet wondered but forced himself to concentrated on other things like how angry his parents were that he had left his baby brother alone at night.

"How could you have left your brother alone?" his mother questioned obviously upset that he had left his brother by himself, but he could tell that she wasn't just upset about that. She was upset that he had ran off into the woods in the middle of the night. "How could you be so rash, Lawliet?" she demanded. "Do you know how dangerous it can be in the woods at night? Did you pay attention when we talked to you about there being some killings around here?"

"Then why did we even come here?"

"They were accidents." His father replied simply. He watched as the white-haired woman gave him a sharp glare. "That's beside the point!" she shouted seeming frustrated. "You shouldn't have ran off in the middle of the night, you shouldn't have left your brother alone, and you shouldn't have been so late coming back home, I was worried sick about you!"

"Nate was terrified that something bad had happened to you, as well." His father added calmly. "He kept muttered things in gibberish and saying that you were in danger. Don't know what's gotten into him lately, but he isn't acting as calm as he normally does."

"Maybe it's this place." Lawliet said hoping to change the subject. "He was ranting about death yesterday afternoon not long after we arrived."

"Don't try to stray from the subject." His mother said sharply. "I know what you're trying to do, Lawliet. You do it all the time when you're in trouble. It's either this or reverse-psychology. And don't even think of that."

His father looked as though he was about to add something, but one look from the petite woman changed his mind and he ambled off into the other room. He meant well. Lawliet thought feeling a bit sympathetic for his father. His mother's gray eyes were on him fatigued now. "Just tell me what's bothering you, so we can get back to our lives." She said rubbing her temples.

"I don't like it here." He said with a blank tone and bored expression. "And to be honest I don't particularly feel comfortable being around Nate so much." He confessed after a moment of hesitation. "I don't think he likes me. I believe he-"

"Of course he likes you!" she snapped. "You're his older brother he practically worships you. Silently and from a distance, but that doesn't change that you're the most important person to him in the whole world. Trust me. He looks up to you with admiration."

"Seems more like he's determined to be annoying." He grumbled. "He seems to be more of a nuisance than he is a brother."

"You're just short on patience."

Lawliet rolled his eyes groaning.

"I understand, you're a teenager. You are short on patience when it comes to small children, but as you mature, lord willing you will, you'll learn that children aren't as rational as you or me. They are emotional, sweet, confusing, but wonderful all the same."

Neither Nate nor I are emotional, mother. Lawliet thought with a scowl.

"Lawliet?" a small inquisitive voice interrupted their mother's angry rant. Both Lawliet and his mother turned to face Nate who stood holding the completed crossword puzzle book. "Play?" he asked with wide innocent eyes melting his mother's heart all the while.

"Yes, sweetie, he'll play with you." The white-haired woman said kindly, before turning to her elder son and spoke in a firm voice. "You're dismissed to go play with your brother." She said, and then turned to leave.

"Will Lawliet play?" he asked climbing up into a chair appearing hopeful. "Play?"

"No." the elder boy replied bluntly. He watched, as the younger boy seemed to wilt in disappointment. He expected the boy to start crying or to go whine to their parents. He didn't know why, but he expected Nate to do one of the two things. Instead the boy just turned his eyes down to the floor in a bad attempt to hide his disappointment. "Oh. Kay." He mumbled before climbing down from the chair and taking the book of completed crosswords off the table. He padded off giving Lawliet one last hopeful glance. "Play?" he asked hoping with all his little heart his brother would say yes this time.

"No, I don't want to play with you." He said more sharply. Nate winced as though he had been stung and nodded. "Kay." He mumbled heartbrokenly and left the teen alone to think about how much he had disappointed the small boy. Soon, however, Lawliet shook the guilt off and got up to get something to eat, but saw a familiar silhouette out the kitchen window. He remembered the deal he'd made with Beyond, and so he headed out towards the wood through the back door intending to keep his part of the deal, seeing as Beyond had kept his part of it. Unknown to Lawliet, though, a suspicious Nate saw him leave. Worried he decided to wait for his brother to return, so he sat beside the backdoor holding the completed book of crosswords close to his chest hoping that his brother would return sooner rather than later, but no such thing happened.

Lawliet came back late.

Nate listened from where he sat in the living room as their parents, their mother did most of the disagreeing, and Lawliet had another argument. He sucked his thumb rocking back and forth in fetal position. He had already finished playing with his puzzles, which were all white, gray, or black and was now feeling helpless to help his elder brother, who he felt was in horrible danger. Shaking he heard yelling and that yell was met with a defiant retort and then there was the sound of the backdoor slamming. He ran to the kitchen and saw his mother sitting at the table rubbing her temples in frustration.

"Mommy?" he called timidly.

She looked at him with teary eyes that made his little heart break.

"Promise me you'll never turn out like that." She said with a weak smile. Nate shifted his weight from foot to foot as he watched her bury her face in her hands. "He's so childish and pigheaded, you know. He's also very overconfident. I know that the overconfidence and the pigheadedness is a good combination in the real world, but it's also two of his worst faults. Please promise you'll stay as sweet and clever as you are now. Promise you'll always be a good little boy. Please, Nate."

The small boy tilted his head to the side in confusion, but quickly nodded. "I promise." He said quietly as he took a seat beside the kitchen door. "I'll be a good boy."

Elsewhere Lawliet and Nate's father lay semi-conscious on the ground. He groaned as he opened his eyes and gasped upon seeing the red-eyed version of his eldest son. The copy smirked evilly holding a large stone in his left hand.

Where was Lawliet? What had happened? He couldn't remember but he did remember tripping and hitting his head on something….

The stone was lifted up.

Dark eyes widened before a veil of black took over.

Several hours later Nate watched his mother pace the room nervously. She kept biting her lip and chewing at her nails. He understood why she felt as she did. His father hadn't come back and neither had Lawliet. It was now nightfall and Nate felt a sick feeling in his stomach. A chill seemed to slither up his spine as he realized that only one would return from where they had went. The other was doomed to never come back.

That feeling gnawed at him telling him that over and over.

Meanwhile, Lawliet was teaching the boy, whom he had learned dubbed himself Beyond, because he thought his abilities went beyond that of humans, how to say a few complex words. Beyond took to speaking rather easily and learned real fast so it was only a matter of time before the red-eyed duplicate knew how to converse. His voice was smooth and sly, but sounded a lot like Lawliet's in a way, but it had more emotion and more appeal.

"I have always lived out here with my family." He explained after Lawliet asked what he was doing out in the forest all alone. "My family and three or four others have been here, since like the early nineteen forties, I think. We've been keeping count of years on stone tablets. No paper, but what can you do? You know some people came out here to hide during some big war and got lost, so they took to living in caves and hunting."

"Hmm, you must mean world war two." Lawliet murmured more to himself rather than to Beyond. "But…what do you hunt? There isn't much prey around here if you ask me."

"Oh, but there is. You just got to look in the right place." He said with a menacing smirk. The smirk he wore made Lawliet feel rather unnerved, but he was able to mask it easily.

"I should probably get home. My family will be angry enough as it is."

"You have a family out here too?"

"Yes."

"Hmm, what are they like?"

"My parents are so annoying and my brother is kind of a pain." He said emotionlessly feeling as though he should be cautious, but he ignored that feeling seeing no reason to mistrust Beyond. "They don't get me at all and get angry when I don't treat my younger brother like he's the most important thing in the world. I just get so frustrated with them all, at times. Sometimes I feel like they aren't my family at all."

"Ah. I understand. You should get home then."

"Yeah, I suppose so." He paused a few feet from the red-eyed boy before giving a hollow, "Bye, B."

"Bye-bye." Beyond said with a small wave and broad smile. "See you soon."

Once Lawliet was out of sight the red-eyed male laughed pulling a piece of raw meat from his pocket and licking it a bit. He pulled some more out and ate on that savoring the taste. "I'll be seeing you all very, very soon." He chuckled coldly.

"That's a promise dear L."

Next chappie may be the last of these flashbackish chappies, so get ready for the violence cause it's coming in heaps next chappie. What do you guys think of that?

And how many of you imagine that a little kid Near is cute? I am just curious about that.

Kay. Bye-bye.

*Giggles*

~Fairylust~