A/N- One of my favorite DN characters come along in this chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 13

"It's been a while since I've got a hit, boss. I feel like killing someone today since I have nothing better to do in this city at the moment." I said to the person I was talking to on the phone with. I still wonder who they are.

I was sitting on a swing at the park at night, and I watched as two men in black ran towards the nearby bank. Before the person I was talking to could reply, I quickly thought up an idea.

"Never mind, I've got a couple people picked out already."

"Good luck." The person said and I hung up and ran after the pair if bank robbers.

They had already cut out a circle in the glass windows and were inside the bank. I carefully slid through it, making sure nothing got snagged on the cut glass and trying not to make much noise. The place was dark, and I could make the faint outline of the two men hacking the security so that they could get into the vaults easily.

I knew they had guns on them, but I also knew my sword fighting skills were faster. By the time they load the bullets, they'd have a gaping hole in their stomach. But, the only downside to fighting someone with a gun is if they already have it ready to fire. Then I don't know what I would do.

The taller masked guy turned around and fiddled with his gun holster on his belt to grab his pistol as he stood guard. I jumped on top of the front desk, and walked silently, becoming one with the shadows like a panther. My ninjato in my right hand, I pounced onto the person standing guard and knocked him to the floor. He was too shocked to react. I stood up on him, earning a groan in pain as I dug the heels of my boots into his skin. He was silenced whenever I stabbed him in the neck, and I left him to bleed out because I had to kill the other, which had heard his partner's struggle from within the vault.

In a flash I had the dead man's pistol in my hand and had it ready to fire. I had never used a gun before, so I could only rely on instincts and knowledge. The reason I wasn't using my ninjato was because my next enemy already had a gun aimed at my head, and I didn't know if I could attack him quickly enough with it before I was shot.

"Die." I said under my breath and pulled the trigger. The 'kick' of the pistol made my arm jerk backwards after I fired, and I shot the man several times, not really paying attention to where I shot him.

Before he fell, he fired. I expected this and leaned to the side, only getting a little graze on the shoulder where my scar is. I flinched and licked the blood from the small scratch. My job here is done, so I put away my ninjato and I decided that I should keep the black pistol because it could be useful in the future.

I somewhat regretted turning on the television the next morning. The news talked about how the nearby bank was broken in to, but the burglars were found dead. I turned the tv off and sighed loudly after sipping from my wine glass filled with blood. At least I saved the place the trouble of trying to hunt down those two guys and getting the money back.

I exited Beyond's apartment and decided to go shopping since I was so bored. I noticed something or more like someone, as I walked past the police department. Messy black hair, tall, slim, and pale. Beyond?!

My feet were glued to the spot as I tried to make out if it was really him or not from my perspective. The person's back was turned to me so I couldn't see their name, and they were talking to Misora at the bottom of the steps. It looked like she was helping him up.

After Misora walked away and inside the building, I watched as the BB look-alike walked the opposite direction of me. My heart nearly jumped in excitement as I caught up to him.

"Beyond!" I squealed and wrapped my arms around him from behind. Damn, I sound so much like Misa right now.

"Hm?" 'Beyond' questioned and I loosened my grip and he turned to face me. I looked above his head and seen his name. L Ryuzaki Lawliet. It wasn't Beyond. I felt embarrassed and sprang backwards from him.

"I'm sorry!" I apologized quickly before things got even more awkward, but they did because realization hit me like bricks. This is L. The one BB tried to surpass. And that is whenever my face became emotionless and I glared at L.

"Is something wrong?" L asked me in a monotone voice. It didn't sound like he cared, so why not be a bitch to him.

"No, not at all. My best friend killed three people, blah, blah, blah, and then tried to kill himself and now he's in prison," Oh I can't wait to see his reaction to this. "All. Because. Of. You." I smirked and pointed a finger accusingly at him.

"Amane Lamia, I presume?"

"Yes, and your-" I cut myself off to make sure the passing by people were out of hearing range. "L." I said in a whisper.

"Why did you choose to befriend B of all people?" L asked me in that plain voice of his. I stared into those bulging black eyes that had dark rings around them.

"He and I are alike. Now, before we discuss this any further, can you tell me what you would like to he called?" I asked him.

"You can call me Ryuzaki," Was L's reply. He seems like a person that I might be able get along with, if he can change my mind about wanting to kill him. I think I might make another friend.

"Well hello Mister Ryuzaki," I rubbed my stomach when it growled. " I feel like getting something to eat. You like sweets right?" Not giving L a chance to respond, I grabbed him by the wrist and literally dragged him down the streets to a cafe.

"This place has really good strawberry cake, Ryuzaki!" I told him as I pulled him to a booth in an empty corner.

"I like strawberry cake quite well." Ryuzaki said and sat down on the bench on the other side of the table.

"Well that makes two of us then." I told him with a half smile. Ryuzaki sat with his knees up to his chest and he put a thumb on his bottom lip as he stared off in thought.

"You know that you can leave if you want to. You probably have work to do." I said after an awkward silence.

"No, it's okay, I'll stay. Besides, I needed to talk to you sooner or later anyways." Ryuzaki said to my surprise. I tilted my head to the side a little bit and gazed at him.

"About what?"

"B," Was his reply.

"Figures," I mumbled and put on a fake smile as a waitress came to take our order.

"A slice of strawberry cake please." L and I said at the same time. I hissed like a cat when the waitress walked off to place our orders in the kitchen, probably causing people to look my way but I didn't care.

"Don't say things at the same time as me! It makes us look alike or something."

"It was just a coincidence that we both wanted the same kind of cake."

"Oh well. So, as I was saying earlier Beyond and I are alike. Do you know why?" I asked Ryuzaki. Lets see if the worlds greatest detective has figured out the real me yet.

"He was a serial killer, and your job is to kill people. If my deduction is right, which it is 99.9% of the time, then you two met whenever you both were trying to kill the same person."

"You know me to well already." I smirked.

"Who is the person that assigns you 'hits'?" Ryuzaki questioned me, his black eyes felt like they were looking into my soul.

"I honestly do not know. We have never heard each others actual voices, but they do know who I really am. I only have their contact information, and that's it. So don't think that stalking me will lead you to this person."

"That wasn't my plan anyways. I have noticed you mostly kill people with a criminal record in their history, so I want to find out how this person has access information to criminal files."

"Good luck with that. Say, are you and Beyond related in any way? He can look and act just like you with a little bit of touchups." I asked, really wanting to know.

"Not at all. Well, as far as I know that is." He answered and our cake was brought to our booth.