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BK 1 by catqueen991One-Thirty-Three AM.BK 1 by catqueen991 by Beyond-Birthday-Fans
That is what the clock read as L gave it a quick glance while typing on the laptop seated in front of him. The others had retired to their homes hours long ago, leaving the bushy-haired man to himself for some well-needed peace and serenity.
L didn't hate those on the investigation squad, mainly for the reason he could not due to their needed assistance, but also the raven-haired man found that hating others to be a waste of time, and it was a difficult for L to hate anyone to begin with. Perhaps because he was not a personable man? Or maybe because L thought of hate as such a strong ideal, that it did not deserve to be connected to humans themselves, but more their actions and ideals. Either way, L knew that one could not hate those who were assisting him in the most important case of his life, especially when those of the Task Force were somewhat of good beings, though their faults could be read sometimes quite easily. But L still could not place this
BK 2 by catqueen991Pain .pure, aching pain.BK 2 by catqueen991 by Beyond-Birthday-Fans
That was what L felt first as he cracked open his pale eyelids, his body and mind trying to adjust to the bright light streaming in from somewhere .
The detective couldn't remember much. He figured all that had happened last night was just a horrible nightmare due to him falling asleep again. It would not be the first time he dreamt about Beyond ..Backup ..B. The man had haunted his sleep, along with others from L's past, numerous times. So the raven thought it was safe to assume that it had all been a nasty repeated dream, and that he would awaken on the couch, or perhaps his bed if Watari decided to lay his frail body on a more comfortable setting.
Not a moment later did L's eyes become adjusted, and his worst fear came true: It wasn't a dream.
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BK 3 by catqueen991He was still lying there ..just ..lying there.BK 3 by catqueen991 by Beyond-Birthday-Fans
Like a wounded animal, a broken doll .a dead body.
Except L Lawliet was far from dead, Beyond Birthday knew that.
Not only because he had not killed L, but also because of the floating numbers above the older one's head.
Numbers that only Beyond Birthday could see.
He also knew L didn't know he was there either that, or L was not paying attention to the hunched figure of B who was discreetly watching from the south door's frame, the steel door open just a tiny crack.
The detective was just lying there on that dirty mattress, on that rusty bed frame; wide-awake, staring at the east wall.
And B would have almost given up everything just to read that man's thoughts.
I hate you now
I hate you now
I hate you now
The words rang in Beyond's mind, again and again, like a never-ending symphony.
The "now" continued
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