One morning, a few days after A had met his self inflicted demise, it was his funeral. I dressed in black, commed my hair, and walked down to breakfast in the daze I had been in all week. I hadn't eaten anything much over the past few days, but today a spread jam on a piece of toast and had that for breakfast.
Because of the funeral, classes for the day were cancelled. After eating my toast, I walked slowly and roboticly to the auditorium.
"Hey Backup!" An orange haired girl sprinted over to me. Tiger. She was somthing of a friend to me, though I was not nearly as close with her as was with A.
"Hello Tiger." I greeted monotonously.
"So...what happenee with Alternate..."
"He's dead. He hung himself. I saw it myself."
"Well...My sister...Cat...she says you murdered him..."
"No." I responded flatly. "I did no such thing. It was suicide."
"If you say so." Tiger shrugged and stuffed her hands into her pockets.
I slid into a seat in the back of the auditorium. From my place I watched students fill in the other chairs, many talking in hushed tones to each other. There was a large A projected on the wall above a podium.
I heard footsteps walking twords me and looked to my left to see L.
"Good morning Backup."
"Does it look like a good morning to you, L?"
"..." My twin sat himself down in a chair one seat away from mine
"A's dead L."
"Yes..." He spoke in a monotone while biting his thumbnail, a habit that I considered to be quite disgusting. "How...unfortunate." Lost didn't make eye contact with me, he only absentmindedly stared at the projected capital A on the screen.
A minute later, Watari walked up to the podium.
"In the past few days we all suffered the loss of a great student. Alternate, or A was the first student to be admitted to Whammy's House Orphanage.
And then he proceeded to talk about A's acomplishmeants. About the place he held at Whammy's NOT the person he was. Thats about when I got up and left.
"What on earth are you doing?" My brother hissed at me.
"What does it look like I'm doing genius?" I walked calmly out of the auditorium and back to my room.
"The way he treats me now...I seethed. "Whats wrong with L anyways?"
I started thinking about L and A. I was sure that it was L who had put so much pressure on A. It was L's fault. And why had they kissed...did Lost force him too? I really did hate him...L that is. Slowly a plan that would rival the genius of my twin began forming in my mind...