A/N: So, most of the chapter is going to be BB's story told by Higuchi, which means the dialect is going to be...well, you read how he spoke in the last chapter.
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"Beyon' Burtday was born a while aways from here, past the deserts and where the grass stars to grow. His paw raped and murdered his maw right infron-a him, and they say he's crazy 'cause-a that. But, hell, I dunno. When I met him, he seemed pretty a'ight to me, just a bit whacked out. He just likes morphine is all, but who doesn't?
"His paw got arrested and hanged, so Beyon' was left alone. No one took him in, on account that his paw was crazy and all. They fig'red he'd be crazy too, and they fig'red right. So, he set out west. Guess he hoped to make money or shit. If ya ask me, he came the right way."
Higuchi snickered, downing the whiskey in front of him. He wiped his lips with the back of his shirt and continued.
"He went from town to town, stealin' any shit he could get his fingers on. No one suspected the little kid, on account he was six, but its how he made his livin'. Anyways, apparently someone finally caught him stealin' some fruit or somethin' like that, I dunno, and they told the ol' sheriff and he was given a warnin'. When he went to leave, the sheriff demanded he stay and find hisself a nice home with a nice family. He told Beyon' he could stay with him until he got settled.
"Of course, that didn't work out too good. Beyon' got restless and all and started to steal again. Guess it gave him a rush. He got caught again and the sheriff gave him lickin's and then locked him up for a night. Accordin' to Beyon', gettin' locked up was the best thing that ever happened to him. Beyon' met his menter, or somethin' like that, in the cell next to him and knew what he wanted to do from then on. When the sheriff released him, he acted like a good boy and got an education and erahthin' until the sheriff gave 'im some money and told him to be on his way. He was 'bout eight, I'd say."
Higuichi knocked on the wood of the bar. "Nother 'round, barman.
"Anyways, what was I talkin' bout? Oh right, Beyon' was only eight years ol', I'd say, and he had some money, smarts and a horse. He went all o'er the place lookin' for his menter and when he found him, the real trouble began. Ya see, his menter was A. Kinan, a real famous bandit from a long ways ago. Prob'ly died when you were 'bout a baby."
"Wait," I interrupted him. "I know A. Kinan." I stopped myself, realizing I couldn't say anything about my father without giving away my identity.
"Oh yer? How do yew know bout him and not Beyon'? Anyways, Beyon' stayed with him for bout a year until he died. In that year, I reckon A. told Beyon' all the tricks of bein' a bandit, cause Beyon' is real good at what he does. Or maybe he was jerst born bad. I couldn't tell yew. After A. died, no one heard of Beyon' for a long time 'til he showed up in a town and shot a man in the middle of a street. 'Parently, he was killin' people for a long time and no one had realized who it was. The sheriffs of towns got nervous 'cause they were 'fraid they'd have another A. on their hands, but I think Beyon' is better than A. He's got a quick brain and he's real good with a gun. Hell, I'd be 'fraid to challenge him, but when he told me 'bout the job and money, I couldn't resist."
"What did you do for him?" I asked.
"Shit, I dunthink I should tell yew," he narrowed his eyes. His eyes glittered from the whiskey, and I decided getting him plastered would be the way to get the answer out.
"Want another drink?"
"Aw hell yeah," he chuckled and raised his fingers to the bar tender. "More o'er here."
"Give us three rounds," I added casually. Higuichi seemed fine with it.
After a few more rounds, Higuchi's words were slurred and I could barely sit on my seat straight. But I held my composure, watching Higuchi's eyes for signs he was gone.
"ShiLight, yer notta bad feller. Bet Beyon' wood like yew," Higuchi mumbled. "He likesyew smart folk."
"Tell me more 'bout him."
"Lemme jerst take a wizz an' I'll tell yew errything."
He hobbled towards the back of the bar where I assumed the outhouse was. I spun around in my stool, trying to catch my balance. I felt loose and too good. A beautiful girl from across the saloon, dancing with a shaky, old man immediately made eye contact with me. Had she been watching me this whole time. A small smile appeared on her lips and she winked at me.
I stood up, clutching the stool to balance myself. The girl was headed towards me. Around her, a sea of men shot fiery looks at my direction. I tried to straighten myself up, but my shoulders suddenly felt too heavy. She had soft, blonde hair and her chestnut eyes glittered as she gazed seductively at me. Her figure was the kind that men killed for-but I found myself oddly uninterested in her.
"You new in town?" she purred, her voice a bit piercing. Although I was uninterested, the alcohol urged me forward. I had never been with a woman before-never even kissed one. Most of the girls I met my age were not stimulating. Her eyes ogled me, scanning my body.
"Yes, miss, just got here today," I answered.
Her smile grew wider. Her lips pouted softly as she gazed into my eyes longingly. "My name's Misa Amane, but you can call me Misa."
"A'ight Miss Misa. My name's Light" I sat back on the stool and, realizing my profound rudeness, I glanced back up at her and asked if she'd like to join me.
She immediately sat down and ran her fingers down my arm. The whiskey made her touch burn my skin and I suddenly yearned to bury my lips into the crevice of her neck. I reckoned she smelt good, better than Higuchi did. She was prettier than all the other girls, which I assumed was why I received glares from around the room when she walked up to me. It didn't matter much, though, because I didn't want her that way. I had to tame the alcohol raging through my body, telling me otherwise.
"Would you like a drink on the house, Light?" she asked, batting her long eyelashes at me. "We don't get a lot of good lookin' fellas 'round here, since most of the men are so rough. But, Higuchi seemed to take a liken' to you, so that will always keep you safe. Besides, I'm sure you're much stronger than you look."
"Thank you, ma'am," was all I answered. I couldn't tell whether I should've been insulted or flattered, but I decided to ignore it. I could already tell she was a bit empty headed, or maybe just a whore. If she asked me for money, I would just leave.
"I bet there 're tons of girls who like you back where your from. Are you seein' any of them?"
I smirked, trying to suppress the laughter that bubbled up my esophagus. At least she was blunt. I couldn't help but feel satisfied that the prettiest girl was talking to me, while all the other men in the saloon had to watch from afar. My eyes lingered on her pouty lips as she handed me another shot. I had lost count how much I'd had to drink, but I threw my head back and downed the sweet whiskey anyway.
"Good eve'enin, Miss Misa," Higuchi suddenly appeared behind her placing a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes widened and her face suddenly deadened. But, she regained her smile as she turned to him.
"Good evenin', Higuchi. How're you doin' tonight?"
"Real good, ma'am," he slurred. His eyes ignited with lust as they wandered down to her busting breasts. He licked his lips. "Yewr sittin' in my seat, sweetheart."
She blushed and stood up, making eye contact with me one last time. "Sorry 'bout that. You boys have fun, Ill be over there dancin' if you need me," she winked at me before she walked away. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand, surprised how sweaty is was.
"Shit, she's perty. I'm thinkin' bout makin'er my wife sometime," he chuckled. "Anyways, remember wut I'as sayin?"
"You were 'bout to tell me about Beyond's job for you."
"Oh yer, Beyon's workin' on some pro-" he hiccuped. "-ject, or summfin, and he needed me to kill someone for him."
"Who?"
"This L fella. So I killed him real good. 'Parently, they 'ad worked together and L left him. I blew his perty lil'face off."
A/N: Hope you liked the eh-hum, fun dialect.