Hello there :) So everyone enjoy the last chapter? Lol I think people stopped reading this because of the yaoi
ANYWAY! I've decided to look for a theme song for Hood. ((and possibly the other characters) I've been looking at Evanescence haha.) I've found one for Beyond, and that is Lights out- Breaking Benjamin. You should check it out! It's pretty cool!
Disclaimer: I own Beyond Birthday. He currently resides in my cupboard :D (Wiiith Rena Ryugu from Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni) I just don't own Death Note (cries)
Chapter 9:
A cool breeze blew past her, brushing her blonde hair in her face. A was seated in front of her on the cold wooden floorboards. His tears had begun to dry.
He wasn't looking at her as she was. He was looking past her, the doorway of her room.
"Hood..." He began.
"Yes?" She turned her head to the direction in which he was staring.
"Tha- that's your room, right?" There was something uneasy about his attitude. Hood's eyebrows furrowed.
"It is." She answered solemnly. "Why." Her voice was strong; somewhat annoyed from before.
He remained quiet, subtly biting his bottom lip while keeping his eyes on the door. "Just... don't worry." He pulled himself up from the floor. His knees feeling weak as if they were going to buckle. "Just... be careful, ok?"
And those were the only words she received from him before he disappeared into his own room, leaving her confused.
She remained on the floor, staring at his closed door, eyebrows nearly touching.
The hallway was quiet. It was as if it were a ghost town and she was the only living soul miles away from any human contact. She felt her stomach rumble and heard it growl. It was so silent, she swore it echoed. She was reminded of her hunger and tried to stand.
'There's something he's not telling me...' She thought. 'But what?' Hood descended down the stairs to find the kitchens, thinking up many possibilities to why that might be, or what he may be hiding.
...
The kitchen was pretty empty. Only other sort of soul in there was Xanthus. Sure, she was nice to her in class, and easy to get along with, but Hood felt like she did not want to acquaint herself with her. Like she didn't want to be her friend.
She sat on the other side of the table by herself, opposite the older, white-blonde haired girl. She hoped that she wouldn't become talkative, barely leaving her room to reply or leave the entire conversation, like she was in class.
"Oh! Hi Hood! Good morning!" Call out a shrill, chirpy voice from across the room.
Failed.
"Oh... Good morning, Xanthus." Hood replied half heartedly, wishing it wasn't rude just to walk out without so much as a 'right back at ya' or 'Hey... Howzit going?' But unfortunately it was.
Hood usually, as mentioned once before, didn't care for rudeness. This time she did and swore to herself, (or on her mothers grave) she'd try to be nice to people and make as many friends as possible.
In the past, she didn't want to have friends. Friends were too much trouble and usually got in the way. They asked too many questions, she figured. They cared too much. Hood didn't want that. The only person she wanted caring for her, was herself and her mother.
Hood, again once mentioned before, had only one thing close to a friend. Her name was Deidre McFarley. A very quiet girl, much like herself. Didn't talk much, which was one of the only qualities Hood really liked about her. She never asked her questions on why she always had to stay late after class, and always listened when needed.
"Good sleep?" Asked Xanthus.
'Good sleep? Bah! I slept on the cold floor.' She rubbed at a kink in her neck, wincing at the pain. "Sure." She answered.
"That's good!" Her voice was louder and almost seemed to be right in her ear. Sleepily, Hood turned her head in the direction the voice was coming from.
Hood felt her heart flip and jumped back, accidently tipping the chair over. Bright green eyes sent her blue ones into a void and ate her. Hood landed on the floor with a thud, never forgetting that she landed flat; face first.
"You alright?" Xanthus sounded alarmed. She leant over in her new chair to see Hood in a rather awkward position with the chair.
She was now lying flat on her back, arms and legs splayed, with the back of the chair in between her legs and on her chest. How the back of the chair was on top of her was beyond both girls.
Hood groaned in response.
.-.-.
"Does... belong to you?" Roger asked, unfolding a thin, light blue, summer tee-shirt.
Hood sat on the only chair in front of his desk. 'Ah, I remember that shirt.' That was the shirt she had thrown out the window first, along with the rest of her clothes.
She nodded slowly. Never opening her mouth to say anything.
"How about... this?" Roger unfolded a dark, olive green hooded jumper that was at least three times her major.
"Of course."
"Then... these?" He unfolded a baggy pair of blue jeans.
"Yes."
Roger sighed and placed his palm in the centre of his forehead. "Ok, then. Does this mean I can safely assume that the rest of the clothes I have here are yours?" He asked, annoyed.
"Who else's would they be?" She replied rudely, being careful not to sneer at the pure obviousness of this discovery.
Roger tried his hardest to ignore her attitude. "You have an obvious disrespect for your property, most likely others' property as well." He said, parading around the room with his arms crossed behind his back. He made sure to keep an eye on her to see if she'd fidget or twitch.
"I obviously cannot trust you, can I?"
"But sir, I've barely done anything." Hood argued, making sure to keep her voice in check.
"Don't argue with me, Hood. Already you are treading a fine line. And don't tell me that you've 'barely done anything'." He twitched his fingers in emphasis of her words. "I know of your antics... You find it hard to stay in your room at night, don't you?"
Hood said nothing. She kept her eyes lowered to her knees.
"Answer me."
"Y-yes."
"When you answer me," Roger growled, taking quick steps to his desk; Hood could feel the breeze as he walked past her. "You will address me by my name!" He snapped, banging a ruler on his desk.
The girl jumped. "Yes, Mr. Ruvie."
"You're a quick learner." He stated bitterly. He held the ruler in one hand and used the other to steady it as he began to wander around the room again. "That's good." He stopped when he reached the door, and turned around.
"So why won't you report to your room at nightfall?" He asked.
"I-I-"
"-Because I heard about it. You like to wander.
I heard from one of the orphans you stayed out late tonight... You've been here only a few days and attended your first class yesterday... I heard you like to sit on the swing... Or wander the hallways..."
The hallways. Hood felt her eyes widen and felt prickles begin to poke her skin. "The hallways?" She choked.
Roger, for the first time in the entire interrogation, placed his eyes over hers.
"Don't play dumb. I know you've been wandering the hallways at night. The orphan who told me saw you. The orphan thought that you may have been going somewhere so the orphan followed you for a few steps apparently. The orphan figured that you weren't going anywhere in particular so decided to leave."
Roger was clever enough not to let slip any clue on who this mysterious orphan was, but hearing 'The orphan' every sentence was beginning to get annoying.
"Would you mind telling me who 'the orphan' is?" She asked. She knew he wouldn't tell her. He would remain tight lipped about it. Finding out who this orphan is would have answered all of her questions, so she felt she had to at least try.
"I'm afraid that is most definitely a question I will not under any circumstances answer." He said in the most rudest, asshole-ish tone he could possibly muster up. On top of that he gave her a disgustingly dirty look.
Hood felt a vein pop in her head. "Fine. You don't have to tell me, but, I'd just like to let you know," She began, making sure she sounded snidey, bitchy and extremely irritated. "Some idiot has been following me and tormenting me, trashing my room and making me lose track of where I am in the dark when I'm trying to head back to my dorm!" She snapped. "You either tell me who the hell this orphan who's been following me is and deal with him or her, or I'll have to do it myself!"
Roger seemed unfazed. He sat there with an annoyed, blank expression on his face. "I doubt you have the skill to find out who this orphan is by yourself."
.-.-.
"He doesn't want me to find out he's been crying?" Kay repeated, after hearing it herself from A who was sitting around the corner on the floorboards talking to Hood.
Kay hadn't had a good view of them. She was at least 3 or four metres away and around the corner, peering from behind the wall.
She could see the back of A's head and the side of Hood's. They were (or what it seemed like) engaging in a conversation. It wasn't exactly clear on what they were talking about. It was mostly mumbled, like he didn't want anyone else to hear.
He pointed to a door in the hallway and Hood turned her head to it and turned it back. She spoke, as if possibly answering a question.
Kay watched as A stood shakily. He said something clearer: 'Be careful' He turned around and the brunette quickly disappeared behind the wall.
She pouted at his last sentence to her while her eyebrows knitted together. 'Why would he care about her safety?' She grumbled in her mind. She crept to the corner again and gazed at the confused blonde on the ground and watched as she began to stand. Kay hid her head behind the wall again while she pressed her back to it as Hood turned to her direction and began to head down the stairs.
Kay came out of hiding once she was sure that Hood had completely left. She sheathed her eyes at the sunlight that had poured through the cracks of the curtains from the window.
She kept her footsteps soft as she walked (or crept) over to A's room. He didn't want her to find out that she was crying, but he'd let that new bitch Hood know? Kay wouldn't let that stand. She gritted her teeth in anger. She couldn't let that happen. She'd known him almost all her life and he wouldn't give her the trust to see him sob?
Kay hadn't realised she was overreacting and getting so upset over something ridiculous.
She came across the front of his door, which was closed off to keep him in and the world out. She decided not to bother knocking. She wanted to catch him crying. He didn't want her to see him like that, well, too bad.
She turned the knob gently and pushed the door open. She stood in the door frame, letting the creaks of the opening door let A know that she was there.
"A?" She asked sweetly.
No answer.
"A?" She asked again. She was sure he walked in his room. He didn't walk down the stairs. If he did, Kay would have known. He had no bathroom in here, he shared a large one along with all the other orphans a hallway away. He must be in here.
She closed the door and stepped to the unmade but definitely empty bed. Pointless as it was, she pulled back the covers for at least some clue of where he was. There was nothing. She lifted up his pillow in case he may have hidden something for her to find. Again, nothing. She fell to her knees and looked under his bed.
The space was too small for a boy of his age and build to hide under, but it was still worth a look.
Underneath, there was nothing but dust bunnies. She sighed and crawled out from there.
The room was empty. Despite there still being furniture, it was still empty. Well, even if he wasn't in here, she thought that she may as well open the curtains in here, at least to get a little bit of sunlight.
She took slow steps to avoid tripping over the mess on the floor towards the window. With two outstretched lengths, her arms pulled open his curtains and yellow morning sunlight poured in the room from the opened window which was letting a cool breeze into the room and swirled around the invading girl.
I think I should leave it at that for now ;D
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