The arm Beyond had wrapped tightly around L's torso in his sleep woke the detective sometime in the early morning. L rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, sitting up as he did so. As the covers shifted he felt B's cold hand fall onto his bare thigh and he laughed softly under his breath. Beyond's head turned into his pillow, muffling his curses. L leaned down and nipped at the tender skin on B's neck.

"Stop it." B snickered into the pillow. "That tickles."

L wrapped his arms around the criminal and nuzzled his neck. "Come on, lover. It's time to get to work."

"It's time for you to get to work. I'm going back to sleep." B turned in L's arms so his back faced the detective.

L kissed the spot between B's shoulder blades. "I need your help." He whispered.

B snorted. "No you don't. You want my help so you won't have to be alone with Watari."

"Can you blame me? He can be very cruel when he wishes." The detective slid out of bed. The smell of last night's sex still hung in the air. It made him smile.

"What are you smiling about?"

L turned to see the ex-criminal staring at him. "I just don't remember ever feeling this good. When I'm with you-"

"Oh, don't be sentimental. It doesn't suit you." B interrupted with a roll of his eyes.

L picked up his discarded shirt from the floor and threw it at B. "I'm being serious. For once I can't find words for what I feel right now. I'm… I'm… happy." He exclaimed joyously.

B sat up, his eyes wide in horror, and gasped.

"What?" L asked, the smile falling from his face.

"My sex charms have turned you into an idiot." B moaned. He ran his hands down the sides of his face dramatically. "I'll no longer be able to carry on intelligent conversations."

The detective scowled. "Be quiet."

B laughed hysterically, wrapping himself with the covers. "Go back to Watari and solve your case. I'll be there soon."

L was back at his headquarters with Watari by his side within the hour. The old man muttered rude and obscene comments about B and how the criminal was corrupting L. But L pretended not to hear and instead focused all his attention on the Kira case. He didn't notice that Watari had left and someone else was behind him until he felt a pair of strong arms closed around his chest and a pair of lips kiss his cheek.

"Where were you?" L asked. "It's been hours."

"I'm sorry, love." B whispered in his ear. "I had some things to do."

"Like what?" L laid his hand over the one B had on his chest.

"You'll see soon enough." He held L more firmly in his arms. "L Lawliet, I love you more than you could ever know."

"I love you as well." L replied without hesitation. "What is this all about?"

"Nothing. Continue your work. I'll be in the bedroom." B kissed his lover for the last time, their kiss gentle rather than their usual roughness.

It was Watari that found him and it was the old man that delivered the news with a heavy heart. Beyond Birthday had died of a heart attack. He had left a piece of paper with his body.

It read:

Only you could be smart enough to solve this case. I have complete faith in your skills. I've already made arrangements for after my death. A boy, Matt, at the orphanage can tell you. He's the one that hacked a bank so I could pay for it. Sorry, L. I had to do one bad act before I left. Anyway, there's a place next to me if you want it. I had a nice inscription put on your headstone and no, it's not mean. Tell Watari I gave him so much grief. I know he just wanted me to be like you and I royally screwed up. Maybe I'll see you again but if not then know that you made sex unbelievably amazing.

With love, B

Watari went to the funeral but L didn't, he couldn't. L threw himself into his work, sleeping little and eating less. Every now and then his thoughts would change and he would think of B but he would immediately find something else to occupy his mind.

When his death came all he could think of was how great it would finally be to be dead. And when he looked up into Light's face he smiled just a little as if to say I won.

He was buried next to the infamous Beyond Birthday. His tombstone read: Here lies a great detective and person and the one close by read: Here lies a great ex-criminal, lover, and soon-to-be zombie

Whoa! I'm done…finally. I just remembered I never finished it (whoops) so figured I'd tie up loose ends