Light headed to Saisho to seek out Higuchi. I passed him the first night. Of course, he never saw me, but I could see the light from his camp fire a mile away. It was easy to avoid him in the dark. I rarely slept during the three day journey, which became about two days. When I reached Saisho, I kept myself hidden from sight to keep Higuchi's suspicions under wraps; I wanted to see what Light would do to him.

I caught sight of Higuchi drinking in the saloon, so I decided to pay Mello a visit. "Where the fuck have you been?" Mello growled when I walked into Higuchi's house. Good dog-he stayed, just as master commanded.

"Watching Light. He should be in town later tonight. I think he might kill Higuchi."

"How could you just leave me here? It was my plan in the first place."

"No," I corrected him. "You're plan was to kill him."

Mello huffed, but immediately ceased arguing. I told him what had happened the past few days, which he listened to intently. The lustful aching for blood seeped into his blue eyes. I casually pressed my lips against his forehead and said we had to go to town and wait for Light.

He came in the dark. A figure lurking the shadows, hidden from the night air. How funny-Melllo and I were watching him watch Higuchi. Every so often, he would peer into the window and immediately retract. I could barely make out his expressions in the dark, but I'm sure waiting for the perfect opportunity tormented him. Just as it did Mello. His fingers twisted as he watched Light. I know what he wanted, but he would have to wait. Just as Light waited.

After a few hours, a few men tossed Higuchi from the saloon. He lay limply on the porch, drool hanging from his lips. Expendable Higuchi. It wasn't hard to find an idiot henchmen like him. Besides, Mello made a fine pet. I rubbed the back of Mello's neck. He stiffened, suddenly resistant to my touch.

Light slipped his rope around Higuchi's neck. Higuchi was choking-dying. So fast. So easy. Light strung him up, displaying him on the porch for all to see. That bandanna concealed the sick grin I knew perched across his face. Well, not sick. The understandable grin. He took his knife from his holster and began to carve something in the wood under Higuchi's feet. After a few minutes, he took a step back and admired his work. I wondered if he'd done this before. Higuchi swayed in the breeze, sending off a message to anyone who had the pleasure of seeing him; Fear Light Yagami.

I wondered if I would like Light.

Suddenly, a woman screamed. The man next to her yanked his revolver from his holster. Light was already climbing on his horse. The man shot several times. Light was hit. He slumped over his horse. Oh what beautiful chaos! Everyone ran outside, hollering as Light disappeared into the night.

"Let's go," I beckoned Mello, grabbing my own horse's reigns. We ran after Light. Whispers chased us. 'Who are they?' I snickered as I caught sight of the words carved under Higuchi's feet. Fear retribution. The words echoed through my head as we continued to chase after Light. I wouldn't kill him when I reached him, not yet.

Laughter rang out in the distance. I guided my horse towards the direction of his voice. Under the full moon, I could make out the outline of Light on his hands and knees. I struck a match to get a better view. He gazed up at me; his eyes beaten and weathered.

"Law-Lawliet?" he grunted and blacked out.

He confused me with my Lawliet, confirming my original suspicions. Lawliet was practically my replica. He knew my Lawliet. They probably knew each other as children. But why had a strange satisfaction, a softening glisten, penetrated his gaze? Did he wish to see Lawliet again? Was he the reason my Lawliet left me? My fingers tightened into a ball. If it was his fault, I would use him as a pawn and crush him in the end.

"Is he dead?" Mello asked as he jumped off his horse. He knelt next to Light and checked his pulse. Frowning, he stood up. "I'll just shoot the bastard."

"Wait," I instructed. "I think we can use him."

"What the fuck would we use him for? He's the only reason I came to you in the first place."

I grinned at him. "What are you going to do, run back home to Matt? After eight months? You don't really have anywhere else to go."

Anger flushed across his cheeks and he shamefully locked his eyes on the floor. "I'm not going to let you manipulate me," he hissed. "I don't owe you shit."

"You don't? Because I didn't find Light for you, I didn't stick by you all this time?" I nearly cackled. I didn't care whether he left or not, but it was so fun watching his face contort as I clawed at his heart. "Come on, Mello, don't give up on us so eagerly."

He growled and recoiled as I moved to touch him. He retreated to his horse and jumped on it. "Fine. We'll bring'im back to the house and figure out what to do with'im from there. I can give that bastard what he deserves, after what he did to me. After what he did to Higuchi." I rolled my eyes and scooped Light's limp body. I tossed him on the back of my horse and we took off, riding back to my place.

When we reached my house, I immediately dosed Light with a ton of morphine and began to stitch his hips. The bullet had passed right through him, so thankfully I didn't need to retract it from his skin. It would've been too tedious of a task. All the time, I thought of how I could use him. Earn his trust. Side with him. Let him lead me straight to Lawliet. If they were so close, Lawliet must have attempted to contact him.

One night, he had a fever. Infection. I gave him more morphine and dumped alcohol on his wounds. His eyes flickered open.

"Lawliet?" he gurgled.

"Yes?" I answered in my best Lawliet impression, avoiding eye contact. Before, the confusion was understandable since it was quite dark. But the room was well lit. Apparently the mixture of the morphine and the fever was continuing to play tricks on his mind.

He lolled his head, trying to lift his arm. It raised a few inches and collapsed back on the bed. "Where have you been, Lawli? It's been so long. Have you been thinkin' 'bout me too?"

"Always."

"I just feel so damn good right now. And I keep havin' dreams 'bout you. I looked for you, or tried to. God, Lawli, I have so much to tell you. There's this fountain, Lawliet. It's a'waitin' for us. And it won't shut it's damn mouth," he rambled. "I'm glad you found me. I thought I was dead."

"When was the last time I saw you?"

"Three years, I think."

I decided maybe he wouldn't be useful. But the fact that Lawliet called for Light in his sleep prodded in the back of my mind. Something happened between the two of them, something that I had to figure out. Could it be possible they were just friends? I began to ask Light questions about "us". They were best friends, but from how Light expressed it, he was in denial that he was in love with his best friend. And, as the story continued, I got the inkling that Lawliet loved him, too. At least more than he loved me. My eyebrows furrowed.

I could use Light while I slowly shifted him into a monster; A Lord of chaos. At this point, Lawliet was the only thing trapping any humanity left in Light. But, once I tore through that wall, he would be dead inside. He would kill whoever he wanted, whoever I wanted, without a second glance. Together, we would reign. And when I finally found my Lawliet, it would break him. He would see the results of the snuffed out Light. And he would cry. And I would win.

"I can't believe your fuckin' takin' care of him," Mello snapped, appearing in the doorway.

"I have my own agenda, Mello," I purred his name. "Trust me. You'll be happy you didn't kill him once he wakes up."

He scoffed. After the night I fucked him, he'd barely had the strength to fight back. It had been difficult before that; I think he was afraid of me. I couldn't blame him. Even those who didn't fear death still trembled from the mention of my name.

I purposely stared at his scar. Suddenly, he became very conscious of the deformity and habitually shielded it with his hand. I bet Matt never made him uncomfortable. I bet Matt followed him around, his tongue lolling from his mouth. It was a treat to watch Mello become the dog, obediently listening and taking orders. It was a simple victory, but his uncomfortable presence made it worth while. He shifted his weight as he watched me.

"I want him dead one day. An' I wanna be the one that kills'im."

"One day," I promised him. "Just be patient."

A/N: That was probably the last of Beyond's P.O.V. for the rest of the story. I know this was a bit of a slow chapter, but the next chapter will pick up. And, just to get you hyped, Matt will be coming back in the next chapter!