Why hello there, guys! I don't think I got my readers back :'( Oh well. I got a few new ones at least :)
Well, here is chapter 13, and guess what... 13 is an unlucky number! I wonder whats going to happen in this chapter? :D
Well, I left off where K asked Hood to play truth or dare with her! So it might have something to do with that :D lol!
Anyway, enjoy the latest chapter :)
Chapter 13: Games
B left the bathroom, carefully closing the door behind him, making sure not to make a sound.
The door closed with an almost silent click and he padded down the hallway bare footed, never turning his back.
L twisted his body so his shoulder would not smack into his identical successors sturdy one.
Despite the fact that B looked like an exact copy of L, he still looked different. He still had his flaws.
His darker skin tone showed out of his dead white makeup, and sometimes he didn't cover his whole face with it, which actually gave an eerie effect to his face, like a porcelain doll which had been dropped and face had cracked, but still held together.
His hair. In L's opinion, it was a bit overdone. The whole backside and left side were completely spiked in every direction with the help of teasing and by the looks of it; hair gel.
L's hair was different. For one, he did not have the need to use hair gel to get his hair the way it was, and it was only the left side which was spiked. Only a little on the back was spiked, but not the whole thing. The rest was flat and choppy.
His eye makeup. It was obvious. The thick, black rims under his eyes were solid. No fade, no purple. L's rims were actually an extremely dark purple, but they were so dark that they just looked black, the skin directly underneath them was a lighter shade of the colour.
His build. It was a lot sturdier then L's. L was thin; almost possibly underweight. He was slightly toned, but that was all. Beyond's, on the other hand. Well, he was a bit more then toned, as he supported a few visible muscles. Sometimes he hid them behind a long sleeved baggy shirt, black or white, or sometimes he'd show them off with a black body hugging tee.
And then there was something truly obvious, which anybody would notice: Most people don't try to observe Beyond's flaws against L's, they just state to themselves that they are completely identical, bar one feature, and that brings us to his eyes.
Unnatural, blood red iris's.
Nobody understood why they were red. They just assumed that he wore contacts to get attention. But L knew the truth. Yes, they weren't human eyes. They were something more. The eyes of a demon. A shinigami. A god of death. They allowed him to see more then the average human. Names. Numbers. Dates. Identities.
L faded out of his thoughts of B's flaws, appearance wise to find himself at the door of the bathroom.
Opening the door, he was confronted with the strong, sickening smell of soap. The chemical smell made his eyes water and his throat go dry.
'Obviously B's done something he's trying to hide.' He thought, taking a cautious step in, feeling the humid air inside the bathroom heat him up and make him feel even more light headed then what he normally felt, which was due to his growing insomnia.
L found that it was fairly obvious which shower stall his successor used. He could see white, hot steam still pouring out of one of them, which was located right by the wall at the end of the row and he doubted anyone else was in here, because the other two boys he saw were standing right beside him only minutes ago, plus, L was the first to leave. It was not humanly possible for them to get to the bathroom before him.
Silently, L wandered over to the steamy closed door. Using the back of his hand, he wiped the sweat off his forehead. He needn't bother knocking on the door, so he pushed it wide open.
White hot water splattered and splashed and poured out onto the tiles, out of the old porcelain showerhead.
Being careful not to get splashed on by the boiling hot water, L edged in and around the edges.
As he got closer to the too-hot-shower that was ready for him, he winced as his bare feet were caught under the spray of burning water. Quickly, he reached his arm over to the shower knobs. Just as the tips of his fingers lay on them, he quickly drew back in pain. The shower knobs were hot. Really hot. His two fingers began to throb in pain, but despite it, he drew his arm out again and quickly turned the knobs off. The water rush died down until all that was left was just a few drops of water dripping out of the head.
L left the cubicle, trying to ignore that his feet and hands and a few spots on his scalp and face were scolded. He tried not to let it slow him down.
L entered back into the bathroom, actually feeling cooled off after being overcome by the heat of the shower cubicle.
Right in front of him were the large mirrors that hung above the old ceramic basins. L's eyes widened as he stared at them.
The mirrors were fogged up and hid everything but white mist, but that wasn't what L was worried about.
Written clearly on the face of the mirror in dripping red was 'FUCK YOU L!' And underneath, someone had spat.
L stormed over, his eyes still as wide as dinner plates. Observing the writing, he felt an ice cold shiver run down his spine. These words were written in blood... But who's blood?
He was sure that this wasn't here before. No way. He would have noticed! Surely!
... Somebody must have entered while he was in the shower cubicle. Yes, L took his time trying not to get touched by the steaming water so that would have given this person plenty of time to do this.
Who would have done this...
L knew exactly who did it. Someone who held a permanent grudge against him. Some one who hated him to the point of insanity. Someone who hated him so much that they became him.
Beyond Birthday.
L ran out of the bathroom, shoving the door open. The door swung open widely and smacked A in the face as he was about to enter.
A lost his balance and collapsed on the ground.
"A! Where is B!" He demanded.
A frowned. No apology and the mention of B. Of course L was looking for B, why wouldn't he be?
"Why." He snarled sourly.
"Just don't go in the bathroom." L ordered. He knew A probably wouldn't tell him where B had gone to, whether he knew or not. A still was not quite over B, anyway, it'd only been a few days since the harsh breakup.
"Talk to Roger!" L called out, as he began to jog down the hallway. "He'll let you use his."
A watched L disappear down the hallway and stood from the wooden floor boards. Despite L's orders, he opened the bathroom door and entered.
.-.-.
"Ok... Would you like to go first?" Kay offered, leading Hood into her room and closing the door behind her.
The room had a good view of the sun at this time in the evening. The orange light shined brightly through the brown blinds that covered the window, coating everything in orange stripes.
Kay sat on her bed, a big smile on her lips.
"I hope we can start again and forget what happened earlier..."
Hood remembered how Kay basically attempted murder at the stair case, as had B... Or had B just wanted to injure her and that was it?
"..."
Kay darted her eyes away from the melancholy blonde standing by the bookcase which was located on the wall besides the door. The brunette rubbed the back of her neck and cleared her throat.
"Okay, again. Do you want first go?"
"Truth or dare?" The blonde hissed angrily.
"Truth." Kay smirked.
"Ok, I hate you."
Kay narrowed her eyes. "That's not how you play truth! You're supposed to ask me a question and I have to answer truthfully!"
"Did you know that I really, really don't like you?"
Kay sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yes." She groaned, then her lips twisted into a grin. "But... I hope that despite that one, small fact... We can still be friends?"
Hood didn't bother answering her question. "Your turn."
"Truth or dare."
"Truth."
"You can't do that!" Kay argued. "I already picked truth so you have to pick dare!"
Hood grinded her teeth together. She knew how to play, and that certainly wasn't a rule or discussed prior to starting the game. "Fine. Dare."
Kay's grin twisted into a smirk. She began to chuckle to herself. The same kind of chuckle she gave at the stair case.
"I dare you to go into Backup's room and take something from him... like his knife... Yeah. Try not to get caught... He's been known to do crazy things if so..." She dared.
Hood clenched her jaw and fists. She could feel a vein pop in her head as her eyebrows shot down like arrows.
"You tricked me!" Hood accused.
Kay began to laugh. "So? You picked dare and I dared you! Now you have to do it!"
"No I don't." The blonde answered slowly.
"You do, or you'll face the penalty!"
"And what is that?"
"I was hoping you'd ask..." Kay trailed off. "I'll frame you for bashing Xanthus... And then I'll bash you." She said seriously.
Hood's eyes widened in the slightest. "With what." She whispered, almost wishing she hadn't asked.
"My bat which I'm going to give to you if you do this dare for me..." Kay answered, lips twisting into a grin before she slid off her bed and pulled out a long, silver aluminium baseball bat from underneath.
"You wouldn't." Hood snarled.
Kay held the bat by the handle and using all of her arm muscle, jabbed Hood in the diaphragm with it before the girls next speech could register in her mind.
Hood's entire body fell forward. Kay winded her. The brunette pulled the bat from under her and the blonde fell to the ground, holding her stomach, coughing and trying to get her breath back. She tried to ignore the throbbing Kay had made her, as well as the wounds on her back which began to sting again.
After several minutes of trying to get her mind off the pain, Hood tried to lift herself back up, but Kay, with her thick trainers, kicked the younger girl in the ribs. Hood fell back down, biting her lip and trying to hide her tears from the attack.
"Get up." The brunette snarled. "Go and do your dare before I get too carried away and kill you before you get a chance."
Hood forced herself to stand, despite the mass amount of pain she was in. "Either way it'll end badly."She muttered.
Kay laughed out loud. "I'll give you that!" She said and Hood limped out, Kay following so this way, there was no chance of her skipping out on the dare.
Kay wrapped her arm around the girls body so her fingers were pressing into the side of her ribs where she kicked her. Hood whimpered at the pain.
"Shut up." Kay growled, pushing her fingers in further. "Backup's room is that one." She said, pointing diagonally opposite to her room.
The doorway looked exactly the same as everyone elses. Dark brown and course. The bedroom was located in quite a questionable spot though; it was next door to Hood's, as Hood's was exactly opposite the brunettes.
Hood nodded and began to limp off towards B's door.
"Oh, and Hood... Take your time." She giggled innocently.
Hood immediately regretted ever accepting her request to play truth or dare with her.
She reached out and touched the cool door knob. She took a deep breath and turned it then pushed it open.
The blonde closed the door behind her, feeling a deep heavy knot begin to tie at the pit of her stomach. She swallowed. Her breathing was already becoming fast.
The blonde looked around and decided to look in his desk drawer first.
.-.
Carrying a full plastic bag, Beyond wandered down the hallway, headed to his dorm room.
He was surprised that L hadn't caught on yet and found him, or maybe L wasn't bothered and just washed his little message off the mirror.
B turned a corner a his eyes darted in front of him in attention as he heard someone clear there throat.
He shot the girl a grin which did not at all look or feel friendly.
The person trying to get his attention ignored the chills down their spine.
"There's an intruder in your room."
.-.-
Finding nothing in his desk drawer but study papers and nothing in his underwear drawer but... underwear... Hood decided to maybe look into B's wardrobe on the opposite side of the room.
She wandered over the wooden floorboards, trying to be as careful as possible not to make a sound.
She stood before the doors of it, and already she was feeling nervous and could feel that knot at the pit of her stomach begin to tighten.
She tried to steady her fast, heavy breathing and her shaking limbs as she reached out to grab onto the handle.
.-.
A permanent scowl on his face, B forced his way past the orphan who told him the information.
With quick steps he stormed angrily through the long hallway to get to his waiting bedroom.
.-.
Hood closed her eyes tightly and pulled open both cupboard doors. She was greeted by stale air which breezed out, right into her face and choked her. She tried to hold in a cough, but as much as she tried, it just came out.
She froze in her spot, not even breathing. She could hear her heart hammering in her ears and her breath was shuddering.
Hearing nothing in return, she slowly opened her eyes, being cautious with her breathing and movement.
"One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten." She whispered to herself while staring inside the wardrobe, which housed no clothes at all. On the floor of the cupboard were ten, small white boxes and against the wall of it, nailed on were ten straw dolls... Better known as 'Wara Ningyo'... Japanese curse dolls.
.-.
Beyond entered the dorms hallway and powerwalked straight past A, not even exchanging a glance with him.
A felt his heart ache sadly and shuffled into his room.
.-.
Hood's immediate thoughts were that she had discovered something that she shouldn't have.
She felt scared. Honestly.
She was scared to find out what was hidden in those 10 white boxes. They'd have to have something to do with those dolls.
With shaking hands, she reached down and grabbed one of the boxes that was piled on top.
The box felt heavy in her hand and was about two times bigger than it. Taking a deep, heavy and shaky breath, she stuck her fingers under the lid and began to slowly lift it up.
.-.
Beyond grabbed onto the door handle and pulled it open.
Hood quickly turned and saw the door open. Backup hadn't entered yet and the door blocked the view of the wardrobe. The girl immediately felt like led, and even moving was impossible for her.
Beyond slammed the door closed and looked around with sharp, red eyes.
"Where are you?" He growled. "Show yourself." He fell on his knees and looked under his bed, finding nothing.
Hood peered through the crack in between the doors of the wardrobe she hid in.
It was an extremely cramped space and her cut up back with a carved in 'B' was pushed right into the ten Wara Ningyo. She put the pain to the back of her mind. What was more important was staying still.
She watched as Backup climbed back to his feet from looking under the bed and his head turned over to the wardrobe she was hiding in.
The blonde immediately felt her heart stop.
Slowly and rather intimidatingly, he walked over to his wardrobe. A large smirk on his features.
"You don't have to hide from me..." He chided.
Hood was not breathing at all. Her whole body was shaking out of fear and her heart was hammering against her ribcage.
Beyond reached forward to grab onto the handles of the wardrobe.
Hood clenched her eyes shut and gritted her teeth.
With two flexes from both arms, he pulled the cupboard doors opened and Hood fell forward, bringing the ten boxes with her, having Beyond cushion her landing.
And guess what... Its a cliff hanger :)
Looks like this story is finally getting somewhere, aye? Haha :)
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