A/N- Thank you for the reviews! This chapter is somewhat longer than the others. I would appreciate if anyone would give me ideas of how B and Lamia can grow closer; and maybe some humorous scenes. Enjoy! ;)

Chapter 4

On our way back to BB's apartment, we passed the alley that had the dead whore in it. Police and ambulance trucks were there already, and I unconsciously moved closer to Beyond. I looked over at his face and seen him smirk, then he let out a low chuckle.

"Good job Lamia." He praised me in a low voice. I then noticed how close we were and I grabbed ahold of his sleeve so I wouldn't get lost. It's not like I was going to anyways...

"Excuse me Miss Amane, but will you please come over here for a second?" I looked around and found the owner of the voice. It was Misora.

"Damn it." I growled under my breath. BB looked at me with concerned red eyes, then glanced at the woman that called out to me. "Do you need me to wait for you?" He asked me in a whisper. I shook my head and let go of his arm and walked over to where Misora was.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"I noticed that you looked suspicious earlier." She told me.

"How? I was only in a hurry to find my friend." I told her, and looked behind her to see a few police officers and other people looking through the alley. I knew I shouldn't have helped this woman up and talked to her, she's an FBI agent!

"Is that so? You were out of breath and had a blood stain on your face, and we were around this area where a murder had recently been committed. It just made me think that you were somehow involved." She told me and tilted my head to the side and put on an innocent look. Time to act like Misa-Misa.

"I honestly don't know what your talking about, mam. That was only strawberry syrup from the ice cream I ate earlier. Besides, how would I have time to plan out a murder if I've only been here a few days? Honestly, I don't have time for that." She hesitantly nodded in agreement , and I turned to leave but she stopped me.

"How did you know my name earlier?" I had to come up with a lie and fast.

"I had heard about your work and stuff, and I've really admired it." I looked at the pavement and then back at her.

"Oh. Well that is understandable." Misora commented.

"Well I have to go, see you." I waved goodbye and briskly walked to BB's apartment. He was already home because the door was unlocked, but I had expected that. I was somewhat scared of entering the house because Beyond might jump out at me or something. But, he was just sitting on the couch doing something on his laptop and scooping strawberry jam into his mouth.

I didn't say anything to him but sat beside him and ran a hand through my hair. That was a close one Lamia. Note to self, always make sure you are clean of blood before leaving the crime scene. I mentally sighed before swiping a sucker out of B's hand and placing it in my mouth. Beyond glared at me for a moment before looking back at the computer screen.

I closed my eyes and curled up on the couch. All was peaceful until the familiar sound of me getting a text message woke me from my peacefulness. I grabbed the phone off of the little table in front of the couch and looked at what had been sent to me.

Misa asked me when I was going back to Japan and I just ignored it, but a few minutes later she sent me a picture of me and Beyond walking down the streets of L.A. My eyes widened in surprise as I looked over the picture. I was clutching B's arm like a little kid would if they were scared they would get lost, and Misa wanted to know who the man in the picture with me was. Well fuck me sideways, we've been caught.

"Uhm, Beyond?" I asked in a quiet voice.

"Yes Lamia?" He questioned without taking his eyes off the screen of his laptop.

"Look at this." I handed the phone over to him, and he gazed at it a few seconds before typing something and handing it back to me.

I looked at what he had sent Misa. He told her that it was the guy she had talked to last night, and that I would go back to Japan whenever I felt like it. I smiled a little. Beyond had only met me yesterday, but it seemed like we met a lifetime ago.

I skipped happily down the dark streets, looking for the man I was supposed to kill. The same person that had payed me to kill Luna payed me once again to kill someone. This will be the second time I've killed a man, and I hope it'll be easy this time. I had told Beyond I was leaving for a while, and he said okay and went back to working on his laptop. Apparently he trusted me now.

I was mostly assigned to get rid of minor criminals and drug addicts; sometimes I even got to kill infamous criminals too. Not that I really cared, because this world was a rotten place and I want to help purify it of dirty people. I only killed people I was assigned to, except for the random strangers I practice on. I always made sure to judge them before I did attack though, because if they didn't look like they did bad things, I would more than likely leave them alone. My 'boss' assigned me people to assassinate after he knows my location, the person's history, and I have to contact him to confirm the target has been killed.

When I passed the bar I was told I would more than likely find my victim at, I seen the man I was supposed to kill walk out with a woman and go around the back of the building. I crumbled up the printed off picture of him that I had been emailed, and tossed it into a nearby trash-can. The thing that made this hit it all the better for me because it would be a while before anyone found the bodies, and I get to kill an extra person, because she was an exception for being involved with my target. Practice does make perfect, after all.

I smirked evilly and followed the couple. I didn't care about the names of them or the lifespans, because I just wanted to rid this world of more disgusting people. If anyone knew my true nature, I would be considered a disgusting criminal myself.

Eww. At least their distracted with their lovemaking to even notice me. I mentally groaned as I got out my ninjato, wanting to kill myself instead of them because I almost always hated romance shit.

They're back's were facing me, and I went up to them and stabbed the man who was on top of the woman through the back, making the blade go all the way through him. His guts dripped off of my ninjato as I pulled it out of him, causing a splattering sound. I kicked him off of the prostitute that was moaning and had her eyes closed, completely unaware that her 'man' had just been killed.

I drove the heel of my boot into her face, grinning as she screamed in pain. Her 'mans' blood had splattered all over her stomach; as well as a little bit of his intestines. The blade of my ninjato was shoved through her throat to make her shut up. I brought the blood covered weapon up to my lips and lapped the blood off. Their blood didn't taste as good since they were drunk, and I frowned but got over it.

I did the usual; cleaning my ninjato and making sure no blood was left on me, then went back to the busy night streets. I pulled out my phone and called the all too familiar number of the person that assigns me hits. Their voice was distorted to hide their identity, as well as mine.

"This is Lamia. Victim #255 is taken care of. Are there any more minor criminals I need to get rid of in the area I am currently located at?" I asked.

"Not for now. You don't want to cause anymore suspicion by killing more people in the same area do you?" They replied and I nearly flinched as I remembered how Misora had caught onto me a few weeks ago.

"No, I already rouse the suspicion of a FBI agent. I will contact you whenever I move into a different location." With that I hung up and threw the phone into the road, smirking as I seen it get crushed by a large truck that drove by.

"Miss Lamia, have you heard of L?" Beyond asked me suddenly after finishing off another jar of strawberry jam.

"Of course. I have to be careful about people I kill; and when I kill them so that he never finds out about me." I told him.

"What do you think about him?"

"Honestly, I would love to taste his blood. To me he is the greatest criminal because he gets rid of all of the good humans that try to rid the world of rotten ones, such as myself," I twirled a strand of my hair in thought before continuing. "I'd like to taste your blood too, Beyond. With all of the sweets you eat you should taste good."

"I'm going to make a case that even he cannot solve." B said completely ignoring what I had said.

"Is that what you've been working on ever since we met?" I asked him and he nodded, then gazed at the picture of the man that looked somewhat like him.

That man in the picture must be L. I decided then stared at it. I was scared of the truth about a pop-star's sister being revealed...that she was a freelance hitman that likes to taste the blood of her victims, because if anyone did find out, L would surely be the first to hunt me down. In the past year, I have killed over 255 people, ridding this world of just a small percentage of rotten people. Beyond will help out too I suppose, since he's going to make a case not even the supposedly best detective in the world can't solve.