Hey guys! It's finally time to update again. I've been wanting to start another story, but I don't know what to do... Do you mind if I give a short summary here and see what you think?

-Skip this if you don't care.- It's another BBxOC. This is only a vague summary, the idea is pretty new. An albino girl named Quinn, or Q, goes to Wammy's at eight years old, at the time when L, B, and A are there. She ends up being roommates with Beyond. There's a big time skip, with a few humorous chapters showing their friendship growing. It skips all the way to when Q and B are sixteen, when A commits suicide. Beyond becomes insane and angry. By then, B and Q are dating. Q gets scared of him and moves to Japan for a few years. In the few years, she has daily nightmares about B and her past. Over that period of time, B starts his murders. After Quarter Queen's death, B goes to Japan to find Q. He finds her in the middle of the night, cowering in her bed after a nightmare. He crawls in bed with her and apologizes for everything. The End.

Kind of lengthy... :/ Let me know if you guys think that's worth writing.

Okay, to the review replies!

PsychoticallyObsessiveFangir l- Since hugs aren't possible over the internet, how about I give you a virtual cookie... or brownie. Whichever you prefer. ;) (By the way, if you notice that random "l" next to your name, I'm sorry. My document manager is being a bitch, and whenever I try to fix it, it comes right back.)

UmbraShadowGirl- Aww, thanks! I try to update quite often, because if I don't, I lose all of my inspiration. It's happened with countless amounts of other stories of mine.

kotori-san & aliceelric7- Good ideas. I shall take them into account. Definitely something to consider.

Finally! The end of that author's note. Sorry to make it so long. R&R

My pain filled drama queen, is always creeping at your bed...
You should have known what I was all about...
Do.
Not.
Test.
Me.
'Cause I'm the fucking king of the world!

Julie barged into the room, singing out just as she did yesterday.

I give up.

I groaned loudly and shoved the pillow over my ears.

Beyond's arms were still around me. He seemed warmer than usual.

I flipped over to face him, seeing that he was shirtless. God, this is even worse than cuddling with him! At least he had a shirt on that time.

When did he even take off his shirt? I know for a fact that he had it on when we crawled into bed.

While I was caught up in my thoughts, I didn't notice Beyond hugging me tighter, close to his chest. Wow... He was really muscular. I could barely even breathe as he shoved me against him.

I was forced to breathe in his scent. He smelled strange, metallic, even. Like blood.

Corey yelled in protest. Hey, that's unfair.

What's unfair? Grace questioned.

I want to smell like blood. It's bad-ass. He pouted.

I could tell that Grace was rolling her eyes.

"Let's go!" Julie chimed, trying hard to act unfazed about what she just saw.

"Hello. This is our art class, for those of you who haven't been to this group before. I'm Susan." Susan, the art therapist, chirped. Her voice was reedy and nasally; It was fairly annoying.

Beyond sat next to me, his arm across my shoulder.

A sigh escaped my lips.

I kept worrying about that knife. It was too risky to tell anyone about it.

As I thought of that shiny blade, I looked down at my hand. A red, puckered scar ran across my palm. I ran my finger along the wound from the knife, the same knife that I used when I almost killed that woman.

She was innocent, she never did anything. She was only concerned.

This was the reason why I feared Grace and Corey's power. They could convince me to kill anyone, just for the fun of it.

They would never leave me alone.

"Today, our exercise is a bit different from our usual activities. Normally, we would create a negative part of our illness, but today we are focusing on the more positive aspects. I will have you create one thing that brings hope into your life. We will use clay to interpret it. About fifteen minutes until the end of the group, we will go around the circle and share what we created." Susan skittered over to a cabinet and pulled out buckets of clay. She pulled out a glob and passed one around to each person.

She nodded, telling us to begin.

I had no clue what to make.

What was something that was positive in my life?

I looked over at Beyond for an idea.

He was softly pressing his thumbs into the clay, forming a face. Who is he making?

I sighed and thought deeply. Throughout this whole thing, I don't think I've ever had a happy moment.

I thought of a time before everything happened. My dog.

Although it was completely stupid and childish, I still loved that bugger. Ollie.

I formed the shape of a dog into the clay. It looked like a first grader made it. Oh well, live and learn.

I looked at Beyond. It looked like he made... himself? Why would he make hims-?

Oh shit.

I don't know if I sound conceited when I say this, but I think that he made me.

We looked alike, so of course I thought that he made himself. We had the same hair, hairstyle, and skin colors.

I'm the positive thing in his life? Wh-Wha-How-Huh?

It should be obvious. He follows me around, sleeps with me, hugs me, snuggles with me. He likes me.

God, I'm so stupid!

Grace looked over from her perch on the table and gave me an "I-told-you-so" look.

In my thoughts, I didn't notice that it was my turn to speak, with Beyond after me.

"Uh," I whispered, still uncomfortable round this group of people. "I made my dog..." I trailed off, unsure and uncomfortable about what to say.

Susan looked annoyed. "Why?" She spoke to me like I was a child.

"Um, she died a while ago... She was my only friend..."

Susan gave up on me, taking a deep breath and turning to Beyond. "What is it that you made?"

"I made my... The girl that I like." I swear that I saw Beyond's cheeks turning pink. I didn't think that he would be one to blush.

"Why did you make her? What does she mean to you?" Susan said, using her "sweet", reedy voice.

"I don't think she knows that I like her." He kept his head down. "...She keeps me under control." I swore that I saw one of his cute/creepy grins on his face.

"I see." Susan nodded and looked at the clock. "Okay, guys, time to go!"

I crawled into the bed.

As usual, Beyond crawled in next to me.

"...Beyond?"

"Yeah?"

"...I know... I know that the girl you made in art class..." I blushed. "I know that she was me."

Beyond laughed, completely different from what I expected him to do. "Took you that long to figure it out?"

"Err, I..." I didn't want his feelings to be hurt if I said that I didn't like him, too. Do I? I think he's cute and sweet at times, but he's scary. If you don't do what he wants, he could just kill you. I guess I do like him, in a way. "...I like you, too."

He hugged me close to him.

I hesitantly wrapped my arms around his waist.

I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with that strange grin on his face.

He pressed his lips against my forehead, and positioned me to where my head was on his chest.

Grace whispered something in my ear before I fell asleep. Watch out. This doesn't seem like it will have a very good ending.