A/N: GAH! I haven't replied to any reviews! But there's a good reason! My internet wasn't working, and I just so happened to give this to my Beta before the internet problem so please forgive me, all of you. Also it's really hard for me to type right now due to me burning my finger. Owie. So, yes, Sorry. Please read, enjoy, and review! And this time I'll reply! XD

Chapter 15: Fault

L woke up to music playing, very loudly. It sounded nice, being the first time he'd ever heard the song, but the words were bothering him a bit. Not to mention that the song was on repeat; as soon as it finished, it just started back over again.

I'm so sick, infected with where I live. Let me live without this empty bliss, selfishness. I'm so sick. I'm so sick.

L couldn't help but think that there was a reason A kept playing the music that loud, those same words saying the same thing over and over again, but he ignored it. Realizing Light was not with him, L got up to search for him, shocked to see how late he'd actually slept.

"Hey, L," Mello greeted from the kitchen, sitting at the table and eating some cereal he'd found.

"Hello Mello, have you seen Light yet?" L asked, wiping his tired eyes.

"No, I haven't but I have been getting seriously annoyed with A." Mello's voice rose the longer he talked, so that he was shouting by the end. "Playing Flyleaf all day!"

"He told us not to bother him. We should be grateful that he's even letting us stay here," L explained.

"Please, the only reason he doesn't want us to bother him is because he's probably cutting himself," Mello stated, eating a mouthful of cereal.

"Please be nice, Mello. Please," L pleaded, walking towards the blond.

"Sorry, but nice isn't going to help us live out here... Wait." Mello held a hand up to L, signifying to him to be silent. They both listened, and heard what sounded like someone jumping outside. "You hear that?"

L nodded his head and Mello went to a drawer, taking out a knife. Trailing behind Mello to the door, L eyed the knife and then looked away, not wanting to know how the blond would use it in the worse case scenario. Mello looked through the eye hole and saw nothing for the longest time, when suddenly something was pushed against the hole, blocking his view, and making L jump from the sudden noise. Mello had had enough and opened the door wide in one big swing.

Light fell to the floor first, arms on Beyond's shoulders as Beyond's hands were around Light's neck, obviously from trying to choke the boy on the door outside. When Light fell to the floor, he took the moment to kick Beyond in the stomach, knocking the air out of him. Mello thought fast and put the knife around Beyond's throat, ultimately stopping any move Beyond might make.

"Let Light go," Mello ordered, voice sounding deadly. Beyond obliged and let go of Light who scrambled out from under Beyond and over to L who looked like he was going to faint at any moment. "What are you doing here, B?"

"..." Beyond didn't answer for a while, regaining lost breath through his nose. "This is my house."

"Really?" Mello asked, no care for what Beyond said clear in his voice. "Why are you letting A stay here?!"

"Why wouldn't I? A and I are friends, right?" The only answer Beyond received was Mello's foot in his face, sending him away and onto the ground. Beyond sat up and wiped his mouth on his jacket.

"You have some real issues, Beyond! You know that?!" Mello yelled, not moving towards the fallen man. Beyond looked from Mello to Light to L, and then smiled.

"Hello L." Beyond greeted. Light hugged L as Mello moved in front of him.

"Shut your mouth. Your attention is here with the guy that might kill you, not L," Mello instructed, waving the knife. Beyond kept his smile as he got to his feet.

"Oh, but you won't kill me Mello. Not when you just ran away from an insane asylum. How will that make you look? And not when A will miss me so much that he might throw you out. No, you won't kill me," Beyond explained, rolling his arms to work out the kinks. "So what will you do? Leave me so I can touch L whenever I please? Or call the police? Wait, you can't do that either since they'll realize you ran away from an insane asylum and put you back. Oh, what will you do?"

Mello glared, hating every word that spilled from Beyond's mouth. As much as he hated to admit it, Beyond was right, there was practically nothing they could do against him at that given moment.

"My question is, where is Near, Mello? Surely you wouldn't leave your little brother. Or have you finally had too much of him always beating you? Maybe you're here with just your boyfriend. Matt is what I believe he likes to be called." Beyond walked down the hall, talking to them as he did so. He ignored all the rooms downstairs, immediately going up the stairs. They followed him all the way up, L almost trembling in Light's hold.

"Do you know that A doesn't even like this song? It reminds him too much of how he's crazy, and so he hates listening to it," Beyond explained, opening the door to the bedroom. It was empty and the computer showed iTunes on repeat for I'm So Sick by Flyleaf.

"It could have been a lie. A lies about almost everything," Mello stated, wanting to growl at Beyond but holding back.

"No. I read it in his journal, and A doesn't lie when he writes things down," Beyond stated, closing the door and going down the hall to where the bathroom was. The door was cracked open slightly and light was falling out from it. When he reached it, he opened the door and everyone froze.

Near was on the ground in the bathroom, staring at the sight in front of him. A was dead. He had hung himself near the shower, after cutting his arms into the bloodied mess that they now were. L also fell to the ground, cupping his mouth and nose as the smell of blood started to make him sick. Light held onto L's shoulder, but felt himself losing his cool as well. Mello stood there, arms crossed. A was dead, actually dead.

Then Beyond laughed.

"I knew this would happen! I knew it wouldn't take long, but it's always more exciting when I actually see it! All he needed was a push. Who did it? Who pushed him over the edge?!" Beyond asked, sounding like a little kid on Christmas morning. Light went over to Beyond and punched him across the face.

"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up! I'm tired of you and your sick and twisted mind! It's your fault A is here now, not one of ours, so just shut up!" Light ordered, breathing heavily. Beyond looked at him and then knocked him to the ground with more strength than he had used when they'd fought outside.

He slowly started walking to L.

"L. Oh, L? Is it my fault that A killed himself? Is it my fault that he was so in love with me? Is it my fault that you all came here and drove him to this?" Beyond asked, faux hurt and innocence in his voice. Mello stepped in front of L, Light still on the floor, and Near not moving any time soon. Beyond just pushed Mello to the ground as well, much too easily. "Is it, L? What did I do?"

L was trembling, hugging his knees and putting his head in between his legs. Beyond came over and lifted L's chin up to look at him, much more gently than L thought he would. Then Beyond bent down and kissed L, the younger teenager shaking as a tear slid down his cheek.

"Stop!" Light yelled, trying to get to his feet, but Beyond hit him down hard.

Beyond slowly let go of the kiss, looking down at L, when something caught his eye. A red mark was on L's neck, barely hidden by the white long sleeved shirt. Beyond glared.

"It's true," Beyond realized, talking aloud and looking at L. "It's true. You really did sleep with him? You really did it. After all these years of not going near anyone, not wanting to be touched by anyone, you willingly sleep with him?! You fought me to the death, crying and letting A get tortured so you wouldn't have to, and you just sleep with him?!"

Nobody expected what happened next.

L's foot connected with Beyond's face, making the older fall backwards across the floor and into the blood, hitting his head on the bath tub and falling unconscious. L stood straight up, still visibly shaking, and head bowed down as tears slid down the porcelain skin.

"It is. All of this... All of it is your fault," L stuttered. Light crawled over to L as said boy fell into his arms, crying. Mello got up and walked to them.

"C'mon. We have to leave now," Mello explained.

"No. Mello, it's done. We can't keep running. We have to go back!" Light yelled, tightly holding onto L. Mello just looked at the two of them and then to Near, who was also looking at L.

"Come on, Near." Mello ordered. Near looked at Mello and then looked away, holding his knees to his chest. Mello sighed.

"Fine." And then Mello walked away, leaving them alone there.