A/N: Warning, bad chapter alert, but I promise it'll get better. :)

(B P.O.V)

I stared at the lifeless body in front of me that used to be A. Adrian Harris, December fifth, 2000. Just like I had seen above his forehead. It was pitiful, to say the least. The bastard had hung himself from his bedpost while I slept. I only just noticed the body, but I didn't feel a bit surprised. I saw it coming a mile away. The poor idiot had been cutting himself for close to a year now. He always managed to hide it though.

This didn't stop me from being angry. I was angry that this could happen, that L could let this happen. Had he not seen the signs as clearly as I had? Or maybe he let this happen. Maybe he truly saw it all, but just didn't care. That had to be it… That Bastard!

I decided to let L know at this point, but I couldn't let him see my anger. Not until I got close enough. So I put on my best acting face… and screamed.

The whole house had awoken from my scream and came running. It was perfect. The rest of the little brats would see what L was truly doing to all of them. Luck was on my side when Matt – now third in line, thanks to Near – was the first to enter my room, though his reaction surprised even me. He didn't look scared… but rather pale. He didn't even take a second glance at A, but chose to look at me; as if I murdered him.

I heard Watari guide the kids to their rooms when they all started to panic at the sight. The only one that didn't move, was Matt. He continued to stay in his spot… staring me down.

That's when L entered the room.

He had put a hand on Matt's shoulder and tried to lead him away, but the brat still wouldn't budge. What was he seeing?

"What happened, B?"

Again, I acted my way through it with pretend fear. "I just woke up and… and…"

"B, calm down. Did you see any signs before this? Did you see A cutting himself, or…"

I had to stop myself from smiling at the memory of A slicing his arm. It was more difficult than I imagined. "No… no, this is all new to me. He never…"

"He's lying." Matt said quietly. It certainly grabbed L's attention, though I had to stop myself from simply leering at him.

"What do you mean Matt?"

"He's lying about A. He knew A was sick and he did nothing. He didn't even tell you."

How the hell had he known? How did he know about me not helping him? I swear I almost wanted to kick the little brat for reading me.

"Matt, you don't know…"

"But I do know. I saw A cutting himself and I told B about it. He's lying to you right now."

"You saw him cutting!?" I exclaimed, still acting. "Why didn't you stop him!?"

"I tried, but he slammed the bathroom door on me. L wasn't here at the time and Roger was out, so I told you. Why didn't you help him? You were his best friend, he loved you! Why didn't you talk…?"

"Listen you little shit…!" My anger boiled over at what he said. I knew A loved me, not in the way you might think, but there was love there. Almost like the way L loved his sweets, or Mello loved chocolate. Hell, I think it was close to the way Matt loved Mello.

Suddenly, L blocked us. "Don't take this out on Matt, simply because you were caught in your own lie. A's death is not on you, but you should have said something if you knew."

"Oh? Then what's your excuse?"

"What are you talking about? I've done nothing to A or you for that matter."

"A was trying to become the best, to take your place! The least you could've done was acknowledge him or congratulate him. Instead, you push him until he's at his limit! He's wanted to kill himself for years now, and years he suffered because of you! Next thing you know, it'll be Mello or Near who dies because of the pressure! How would you feel then?! Because you don't look too mournful of Adrian right now!"

L backed away a little bit, confusion and a bit of fear drawn on his face. "H-how… how do you know A's real name?"

My blood boiled. My anger surfaced to new proportions. How could I make this mistake!? How!? HOW!

I blacked out from the anger, and when I came to, I was in a strait jacket and my head throbbed painfully. What had happened?

(Matt P.O.V)

I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of what B had done. The guy looked like a jungle cat when he pounced onto L screaming at him in some kind of language I had no way of knowing. The guy was actually trying to kill L! He was grabbing at his throat and scratching at his face… and I couldn't do anything to stop him.

I watched on as L fought to be free of B's grip, all while the lunatic screamed the word 'Kill' at him. I was almost to tears at the sight. L was going to die if I didn't do anything.

Although it has never been in my character to deliberately hurt someone, I did what I had to be done to save L's life. I grabbed the nearest object – an old candle holder I believe it was – and hit B over the head as hard as I could. My arms were shaking when he fell to the floor, unconscious. We had learned in one of the classes I shared with Mello and Near that there was a perfect place to hit someone over the head so they'd be knocked out for about an hour or so. I couldn't thank enough gods that I remembered it right then and there.

When L had backed away from B, he kneeled in front of me and hugged me close. I suppose he saw the fear still coursing through me at the time, but it didn't matter. I hugged him back and didn't let go for a long time.

Police had come and taken B away to somewhere I was not told of, but I was only glad that he was gone. I could read B like a book some days, and what I read terrified me to no end. I knew his true intentions… I knew he longed to kill. Why didn't I tell anyone? Simple… I might have been his first victim had I done so.

When the police had taken B to his new 'home', and A's body was also out of sight, I rushed off to find Mello awake in my bed. I was thankful he hadn't seen what went down. I was surprised that he hadn't heard the scream.

I told him everything about B attacking L and he was hooked on every word. After I finished with B, I told him how A was gone and he fell into a morose state.

I gave him a hug when he wouldn't respond to me, and thankfully he hugged back. When he spoke, his words made my heart quake.

"If this had been me… if I had done this… I'm so sorry Matt. I won't ever leave you feeling like this. Not ever."