WOOOT! Chapter 6 my lovelies! Hmm? Did everyone enjoy the last chappeh? OOhh I HOPE SO :D
DIScLAiMerrrr: Beyond is MINE :D :D :D :D L is ALSO MINE :D :D :D :D :D You can have the rest XD
Chapter 6:
Hood travelled back, walking as quickly as her legs would take her to her room inside the orphanage. The goosebumps that had raised after the encountering outdoors had not left her, making her skin sensitive to even the slightest of touches. Her heartbeat was still quick, and had began to hurt her as it barely decreased. Her skin had a slight dew of sweat dampening it, but not enough for obviousness. She was still in shock from when L had grabbed her and surprised her. There was one question that had entered her mind too late after he left; What was he doing outside?
He asked her the same question but the girl was in too much shock to even come up with simple words.
The doors to the orphanage, to her surprise, were easily pushed opened. Warm air circulated around her cold body. She let out a low sigh in relief to see that Roger wasn't waiting angrily for her. She stepped in, keeping an eye out for L. Hood gently closed the door behind her, being careful not to make too much of a noise.
The lighting inside the orphanage was dimmed orange. The corners and sides remained black while the middle was lit. It'd be too easy to hide in the corners and not be seen. Hood did not dare look at the darkness around her, it's crazy but she imagined millions of spiders, bugs and insects crawling all over the walls. She closed her eyes. God damn she hated bugs. Breathing in and out to calm herself and her imagination, she crouched and sneaked through the hallway until she reached the staircase room.
This room was just as dimly lit as the other. If not, maybe even dimmer. Hood stood from her crouching position and looked up the stairs. Each step descended into dark. She sighed, mostly out of annoyance, grabbed the beam and began to walk up, being careful not to let her shoes thud or scuff on the wooden boards of the floor beneath her.
Eventually, she made it up the top to the next storey. She wasn't sure if that was the staircase she was supposed to take to get to her room, but there were so many to choose from that it became confusing.
The second storey was nearly impossible to make out any shapes that may have existed. She looked like she was in the middle of a black hole that began from nowhere and ended nowhere.
Hood's heart was beating rapidly. A lot of terrible things happened in the dark. Muggings, murder, suicide, kidnapping, rape... The list is endless. The girl gulped and continued to walk in the darkness. If anything were to happen to her, she'd be defenceless. Hood thought of herself as stupid for continuing without guidance. But then again, she didn't trust anyone enough to guide her; none of the orphans, not L, not Roger- not even Watari, who was kind enough to take her into his care! Hood sometimes wondered if she even trusted herself.
Her feet were lightly tapping on the floorboards each step she took. The noises were even and gentle. They were even somewhat rhythmical. She wondered if she'd wake anybody up with the noises she was making, but she dismissed this thought as they weren't loud enough. As those thoughts finished streaming through her head, she noticed the tapping of her shoes had become less rhythmical and more uneven. She didn't think of it as a big deal until she heard a loud 'thonk' noise.
Hood knew that had not come from her. She turned on the balls of her feet to see if anybody else was up and out. All noise had decreased. The hallway was dead quiet. As much as she strained her eyes, she couldn't see anyone or anything. The girl felt a shiver run down her spine as all sense of security she had built up melted away from her barriers.
"It's nothing." She whispered, turning back around and continuing to walk. She took her first step, but the average quite tapping she received was different. The noise had more heavy volume to it. The girl could hear her heart beat loudly and sweat drops began to form on her body. Her breathing began to increase as she turned around again.
"Who's there?" She demanded, purposely making sure her voice was stronger than what she felt. She sounded brave, yet she was quite the opposite. She was trying hard to control her shaking limbs, thanks to her adrenalin pumping through her veins.
There was no answer. Hood stood there for a minute, keeping her eyes sharply set in front of her to detect any movement but sensed none.
"Show yourself." She added after a few minutes bravely.
The room was far too quiet for her liking. She knew something was not right. She could feel it in her gut as it was twisting and churning, making her feel ill and sick to the bone. She suppressed the urge to turn and run for cover, and instead, stood there.
"Come out from where you're hiding. I demand to know who you are and why you are following me." She growled. The girl was scared out of her wits and could not believe what she was saying was shooting out of her mouth like sharp ended bullets. Her voice was thickened and heavier, she was scaring herself with her words let alone the strange presence around her.
Loud, quick footsteps erupted in the narrow hallway, headed straight for the girl who was firmly planted on the ground. Hood refused to scream as she knew the person stalking her was coming at her, instead, she covered herself with her arms. Very cold wind gusted past her as the heavy footed person who was following her seemed to have disappeared. Hood could still hear the quick footsteps echo as they kept going.
Shaking with fear, Hood untangled herself from her position. Her breathing was ragged, her heart was aching, and the hairs on the back of her neck were raised with alertness. Her eyes were widened and her skin was showered with perspiration. She moaned breathlessly, and took off in the opposite direction her stalker ran, back down the stairs.
Hood didn't care one bit about how much noise she was making. All she wanted was to be safe in her mothers arms, but she couldn't even have that. Her mother was already dead, and her father was... Oh god only knew where he was.
The girl felt tears brim her eyes. She demanded to herself she would not sob, not at least until she was sure to be by herself in her bed.
...
Beyond stood in the dark hallway by himself, jar of red, raspberry jam in hand. His finger skimmed the nape of the jar and his tongue licked the sweet substance off. He was the one following Hood down the hallway. He was the one making the extra noises, but he was not the one who ran at her, leaving nothing but a cold gust of wind behind them.
"I think the stalkee may have a stalker of his own." He stated quietly with a smirk, feeling the front of his jeans in which his blade was tucked inside the waistband of.
.-.-.
A was lying on his bed, staring at the dark ceiling above him. His arms were tucked behind his head and his body was stretched out. All was silent. All was peaceful.
The slash on his shoulder and the cut on his neck had been throbbing like crazy. He tried to ignore the pain the whole day while he was sitting in his room, studying by himself. Extreme advanced algebra was not the best way to forget knife wounds struggling to heal. He turned his head to the door as he heard a knock.
"Come in." He said tiredly. As soon as he had said this, the door gracelessly swung open. Standing by the doorway, was a loomy shadow. The brunette sat up from his previous position.
"Good evening, A." The dark voice was too easily recognised as Backup's.
"B? What are you doing here?" He gulped as many possibilities for his spontaneous visit swam through his mind. 'Is he going to finish our game from last night?'
"Just coming here to visit you." His tone hid no such menace to it; it was empty, monotonous. B entered the room, closing the door behind him.
The room was dark. Almost too dark to see anything, but A could see Backup's shape coming towards him, who was sitting upright in his bed. The low sound of Backup's feet shuffling on the floorboards ceased as he climbed onto the mattress shared by A.
"B? Why are you here?" A asked quietly. B smirked in the darkness. He ran his hand through A's short brown hair. The older teen cringed at B's gentle embrace before leaning into his touch. "Why did you push me away from you, last night?" He asked.
B withdrew his hand from the other boy. "Because I didn't want you to kiss me." He said. A felt his heart throb in sadness at the dark haired teens words.
"Why?" Was all he could manage.
"Because I had already kissed you beforehand." The red eyed teen dead panned. "Besides," He began, leaning over the brunette so he fell backwards onto the bed with Backup on top of him. "I wasn't in the mood last night." He purred, pressing his body onto the older teen underneath him. A moaned as he felt something hard press against his leg.
"B-Backup."
"Don't get the wrong idea. It's only my knife." He said, giving out a slight laugh which famously sounded like he was choking. A ground his hips onto the teen above him.
"You disappoint me, B." He groaned, before receiving a heavily aggressive kiss. Their opened mouths crashed upon one another. A moaned as B was already beginning to slide his tongue into the warm confines of A's mouth. The brunette weaved his fingers into B's ebony locks in an attempt to bring himself closer. B's fingers were twining into A's hair, repeating his action when he realised it was happening to him. They parted for a moment to catch their breaths. A stared into B's glassy red eyes, which were lit with lust while B stared into A's brown ones, which were too dark to make out any sort of emotion he was feeling.
"You don't turn me on." B told him harshly, sitting up from his position. "That's why it was my knife poking into you, not me." A frowned sadly.
"Would you believe me if I told you the same thing?" He asked.
"No."
"Oh. Backup, to be honest, I am attracted to you." The brunette felt his cheeks gradually heat up as he spoke.
"I figured that much."
He sighed. "B, do you want me?"
"..."
He didn't want to show it, especially not in front of Backup, but A felt hurt by B's lack of response. He felt his heart begin to ache and throb. It was more painful than the slashes the black haired teen's knife caused.
Backup sat upright, off the brunette below him. He remained silent, as if contemplating what to say. A was hanging for an answer. He only hoped he would not be hurt, but he knew not being virtually stabbed in the gut is a highly unlikely odd. "... No." He eventually answered. The dark haired teen climbed off the bed and walked with loud shuffles to the door. Before he left, he stopped by the frame and looked back at the brunette lying on his mattress. "Goodnight, A." He said, then exited out the door, closing it tightly behind him.
A was left in the cold darkness of his room. He had been severely bashed by words. His heart was beating rapidly to the point where it felt as if it were going to pop out of his ribcage. His eyes were dampening with fresh tears of pain and he wanted to crawl into a ball and hide in a corner.
"Why doesn't he like me anymore?" He whispered. An image of L was scribbled into his mind. "He can't... no. Backup wouldn't go for someone like him... Would he?"
'is he even gay?'
.-.-.
It'd been an hour. She'd been wandering around the orphanage, looking for the right staircase for a whole damned HOUR! She was beginning to think she was just walking around in circles.
Hood felt like her eyes were about to fall out of her head she was that tired. Despite how she was so tired that she could only move in slow, unmotivated shuffles, she was alert of her surroundings. She hadn't yet gotten over her scare in the hallway, so she made sure nobody was stalking her at all. She kept turning around regardless of whether she heard a noise or not.
"8th staircase tonight." She mumbled, not that she'd been counting.
She was standing before another one of the many staircases she had dared to climb that day. This one was a bit narrower than the other staircases she had encountered earlier before. It was located in one of the many hallways at the back of the orphanage. She couldn't remember where the staircase which lead to the dorms was located or what it looked like, she just hoped it was the right one.
She grabbed onto the beam and took a careful step onto the first stair. It made no noise but the quiet tap of her shoe. She turned her head to see if anyone was there, not that she could see anything. Nothing stirred or felt out of place. Her other leg stepped on the next level of the stairs. She continued to noiselessly and slowly walk up the steps, constantly turned behind at each movement she made. It was completely noiseless until she reached the middle few stairs. The wooden floorboards creaked loudly and the blonde cringed.
'I hope no one heard that...' She thought as she quickened her pace up the stairs.
She stood by the doorless entrance to the room. She did not dare take a step in. If possible, this room was darker than black. She strained her eyes to see in, but still could not make out even the slightest of shapes.
Hood felt unsafe to be even looking in the room. She hadn't felt safe before, but for some reason, it just suddenly hit her. She was trapped in the darkness, no clue where she was or how to get back to where she wanted to go. People had been following her and scaring her, chasing her and running at her!
She felt more sweat begin to grow and her hairs were standing on end again. Her stomach tied itself in knots and hatched butterflies. After at least three minutes of staring into the dark room on the top of the staircase, she knew she wasn't alone. She couldn't hear anything, but she could feel someone else's presence near her. Her breathing grew heavier, and it took all of her might to stop herself from running back down the stairs, wailing and screaming.
She clenched her eyes shut and grinded her teeth together before turning on the balls of her feet back around.
Nothing.
Nothing at all was out of place. She was getting sick of this.
"WHO ARE YOU!" She yelled, screaming at the top of her lungs. She waited a moment, growing more annoyed at the response she received; silence. She growled. "ANSWER ME! WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME!"
Silence.
"What? You're afraid to talk to me now? Are you going to run away like you did last time?" There was still no answer. Hood began to feel silly for yelling. It was probably all her imagination. Well, not the time somebody was running at her, but this moment.
She sighed slowly and deeply, trying to calm herself down and began to head down the stairs, but nothing could stop her over reactive imagination from escaping her.
*sigh* Finally got this chapter done :D
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Ok, I was thinking about putting a lemon or two in this story. If you'd like one, I need more than 5 reviews for this chapter and future chapters. Come on, last chapter I got like 2 of them! It isn't good enough, and it's kind of insulting when you work hard at writing a couple of words for your entertainment and some of you don't have to decency to leave a review! I'm sorry if this rant is mean but it's how I feel.
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