((Author's Note)) I'm back my little flowers! That is now your official group name when you are in my presence.

Once again I must apologize for the lateness of the chapter. Let me tell you, my job is EXHAUSTING! Having to work late the last couple of weeks, I wasn't able to get onto the computer and work on this. So again, I'm sorry.

Now prepare yourself, because this chapter has A LOT of feels...also a bunch of you are probably going to hate me.

So let's get this over with.

Edit: slight grammatical edits and a slight addition to dialogue.

Chapter 16

I bounced in excitement as Watari unlocked the door to the car. It was finally time for me to go and see BB again. BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!

I clung to the slice of peanut butter cake that Watari had made last night as we entered the heavily guarded building. A different guard was there to check the cake for weapons this time, but I made sure he didn't ruin it.

When B entered my field of vision, I ran and nearly glomped him.

"Happy birthday, pet," he told me.

I smiled. "It is now."

"Yugi." I turned around to look at Watari and the guard that let us in. "I've spoken to the warden, and he decided that, with officer supervision of course, it would be alright for you and BB to spend the day outside."

BB gave a confused look. "All that's outside is a basketball court and whatever that place where we have to break rocks is called."

The guard rolled his eyes and gave an annoyed sigh. "He means that the warden is going to let you out for the day...into society."

BB continued with the confused look until he understood what was being said. "Oooooh."

"But it's just for the day, and if need be we'll drag your ass back here at ten o'clock sharp."

"Hey," BB said, covering where my ears would be if I were completely human. "Watch your language, there's a child present."

I sighed and pulled his hands off of my head. "B, do you forget that I'm a fifteen-year-old Savat master who has heard worse come out of your filthy mouth for three years straight?"

BB looked at me for a second before nodding. "Yes...yes I do."

BB was allowed to change out of the orange jumpsuit and when he reappeared, he didn't look too different from when I first met him. The only things different was that his unruly hair was back to it's natural dark brown color and his skin was partially pink from the burn scars.

The guard that would be supervising escorted us out of the building and into the world. While we walked down the streets of LA, I remembered the cake that was still in my hands.

"Here," I gave him the cake and his eyes brightend even more. "I can't enjoy my birthday without cake. I already ate some, but I figured you'd want a slice."

BB took the cake and ate it happily. His eyes wandered the area as he munched on the pastry, huge as if he had never seen the world before. Suddely, he grabbed my hand and dragged me off.

For the entire day, B and I went all over the city. I had to hold him back a couple times when a vendor was handing out free jam.

"Come on, Ruki, you know how much I love Jam!" he whined.

"You had a whole jar to yourself last time I visited."

"But that was so long ago!"

"Two days wasn't long ago, B."

BB gave me a look that rivaled my own when I would beg for things. "Please?"

I rolled my eyes and smirked. "Why should I?"

B only answered by tilting his head to the side like I always did. "Because I'm adorable." I gave him a look and he tilted his head the other way. "And you love me." He concluded by making his eyes huge.

I huffed. "You can get in trouble for saying things like that you know. Especially when there's a prison guard watching your every move." I nodded my head across the street where the guard was watching us like a hawk.

BB shrugged. "I think we're fine as long as we don't kiss. It's not exactly right for people my age to be with minors after all."

"Oh, god." I muttered, taking a small step away from him. "You've killed people in horrible ways and you choose now to follow the law?"

"Just give in to my pure adorable-ness and give me some jam," B commanded, making his red eyes slightly larger. "You know you want to."

I heaved a sigh and took one of the few jars of jam that the vendor still had while muttering, "Sometimes It amazes me that you're actually five years older than me and not the other way around."

BB's eyes brightened when he saw the jam, but then scrunched in confusion when I opened the jar. A mischivous smirk crossed my features as I took a big glop of the crimson substance in my hand and smeared it all over his face. "Here's your Jam."

His expression was priceless. I roared with laughter. From across the street I could tell that the guard was trying to hold back his amusement.

B feigned a disappointed look and shook his head. "What a waste of perfectly good jam." He then took the jam out of my hands and pulled something I never thought he would do...

...He took my beanie off of my head, exposing my ears before dumping the jam into the hat. He then gave me the insane look he had before he was arrested, albeit a more playful rendition of it.

Seeing his intentions, I moved to run past him; but not without getting caught by his quick reflexes. I struggled to get out of his grip, screaming and lauging.

The outbursts caught in my throat, however when I felt BB shove the now Jam-filled beanie back onto my head. I cringed at the sticky feeling as the slightly cool substance got absorbed by the teal locks that covered my scalp and ears.

"KYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" BB laughed at me with his signature laugh. I huffed in discomfort.

"You owe me a new hat, Beyond," I grumbled. That was my favorite beanie, too.

"Come on, Aruki, don't be so sour," B pleaded, wiping some jam off of his face and licking it off of his finger. "You look too sweet to do that. I might just eat you up." He gave me a wink.

I glared at B. "Will you stop with the inuendos?"

He chuckled once more. "Nope."

~*TimeSkip*~

"Were'd you get that collar? It looks cute on you," B wondered. We were back in his prison cell and he was back in his orange Jumpsuit. I made a quick stop at the hotel to change and get the Jam out of my hair prior to the return. I was wearing a pair of ripped denim shorts and a tshirt that said Warning: Dangerously Cute and had a siberian husky with big eyes on it.

"A kid at Wammy's gave it to me to symbolize a truce between us."

"Was his name Mello?"

I looked at him quizzically. "How'd you know?"

BB pointed at the cross that hung on the loop. "He was the only one at Wammy's that wore a cross like that all the time. He first showed up about a year or so before I left. A real pain in the ass if you ask me."

I chuckled in agreement. "He kind of reminds me of you," I commented.

"How so?"

I thought for a second. "Considering the fact that you both have a bit of an inferiority complex and were placed second in Wammy's behind someone who could be described as extremely weird and it bothers the both of you when said weird person is mentioned by name," I took a small breath, "You guys aren't that different from each other."

"I see," B nodded, understanding my point. "I also think I see another way we are simmilar."

"And that is?" I asked. BB then wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big hug.

"We both have feelings for you."

I froze in his arms. "What do you mean?"

"Giving you that collar not only signifies the truce you and Mello made; but also the growing love he is feeling toward you."

"Since when did you become a romantic expert?" I wondered, a little dumbstruck by his words. BB pulled away and pulled out a magazine. Upon further inspection I recognized it as an issue of Seventeen. "Seriously?"

"What? It's not like they allow Playboy in here," B defended himself.

"You're unbelievable." I rolled my eyes. "Are you sure you're older than me?"

"Rougly 97%," He replied. "Close your eyes."

"Huh?" I was slightly taken aback by the sudden command.

"Close your eyes," he repeated slower. "I have a surprise for you." I heaved a sigh and closed my eyes. I felt him move off the bed and heard him move something out from the space underneath it. The suspense was beginning to kill me, so I risked opening my eyes just a crack. "No peeking," B scolded. I quickly closed my eyes again.

I felt him move back onto the bed and set whatever he had between us. "Now you can open them." My eyes took in the light like a thirsty elephant and I looked down at the object that joined us on the bed.

It was a box wrapped up in newspaper articles. I looked closer to see that the articles were headlines that Kira had made his way into. "What's this?"

"What do you mean 'What's this'?" BB asked exasperated. "It's your birthday present. You can't have a birthday without presents after all. It just isn't done." The way he said that made me laugh. BB then told me to open it.

I tore at the newsprint wrappings until all that was left was the cardboard box. I pulled the flaps of the box open and saw nothing but folded papers. I pulled one out and looked at it.

It was a drawing with childlike proportions. This one in particular looked kind of like me and BB.

I looked at BB. "Did you draw these?"

He nodded. "Every one of them is for you. It kept me from going insane these past couple of years...well, more insane."

I looked at the picture in my hand again. "Thanks." I sat up on my knees and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "من تو را دوست دارم (I love you)."

B smiled and pulled me into a hug. I willingly relaxed into into the embrace and inhaled his musty scent, listening to his steady heartbeat.

Suddenly the beat stops. BB tensed before shouting out in pain. He let go of me moved his arm so that he was grasping at his chest. My eyes widen as he fell onto the hard floor. He was having a heart attack!

I quickly move over to him and put my hand on his chest. "BB," I call out to him. "B...Beyond, look at me." I was getting scared as his eyes met mine.

He grabbed ahold of the hand on his chest and held it tight. "It hurts," he muttered, closing his eyes.

I put my free hand to his face. "B, everything will be okay," I told him reasuringly, even though I think it was to reassure myself more. "Everything will be alright." I looked up toward the cell door that was still slightly open.

"Help!" I shouted. "Somebody, please!"

"Aruki..." I looked back at BB. His breath was shallow and his red orbs were filled with sadness. He moved his other hand to my face and caressed my ear comfortingly. He then said something I didn't understand. "Take my eyes."

"What?" I asked. He's talking nonsense.

"My eyes," B repeated. "Take them." Not knowing what to do, I nodded.

"Okay."

B smiled once again. "I'll always be with you, Aruki...never forget that...promise me you won't forget."

I nodded again, knowing that this would be the last time I see his face. "I promise."

B smiled slightly as he let out a final breath; and I watched as the life left his eyes, leaving them a glazed rendition of what they use to be. His grip on my hand loosened and the hand rubbing my ear fell from where it once was. Tears filled my eyes once my mind could comprehend what had just happened.

Beyond Birthday was dead.

I let the tears flow freely, not caring whether or not the guard who had heard me call for help saw them. I leaned my forehead against B's. The hot tears falling onto his cold cheek.

All of a sudden, hot searing pain filled my senses. My eyes burned like the flames of hell. I closed them to try and get rid of the pain, but it seemed to make it worse. I screamed and rubbed them, trying desperately to get rid of the pain.

When the pain did go away, I hesitantly opened my eyes to see the world in a red hue. I looked up at the guard. He stared at the scene in front of him, frozen in shock. Above his head, clear as day (albeit blurry from my tears), was his name. And below that was a series of numbers.

Henry David Jacobs

2595800

I didn't bother questioning it. Instead, I looked at BB one last time, and closed his eyes. I smiled slightly. Now he could be sleeping, I thought, even though I knew it wasn't true.

My smile faltered, however; and anger began to bubble in my chest. That heart attack didn't just happen over coincidence. It was murder that took my only friend away...and I knew who was behind it.

Without a drop of shame, and putting all my anger into it, hoping by some miracle he could hear me as a warning, to let him know that I would hunt him down...that I would find him...and I would kill him myself, I screamed that bastard's name as loud as I could.

"KIRA!"

((Author's Note)) Let the hate comments fall upon me like snow in a blizzard.

Now before you start asking, "Why did you kill her only friend, you mean-ass bitch?!" let me explain.

*Ahem* I wanted Yugi to have a reason to go after Kira herself, and I thought "What better reason than revenge?" In my opinion, revenge is one of the best motivators when it comes to this kind of thing. Also I wanted to Keep the storyline as Canon as possible.

Again, I apologize for the extreme lateness. I've had to work late nights, and it takes alot out on me. Especially when I have to take orders from people who can't seem to hear me, as well as stand for seven hours straight.

Until next time my flowers...

-Garden

PS, what do you guys think about that name? please let me know.