Pen In The Back, D.N FF Ch 4

Six days later, Beyond and A were sitting on the floor in their apartment, staring at each other. They had begun their stare-off about ten minutes ago and both of them had blinked within the first half of the minute, but they continued anyway.

Beyond's eyes were beginning to water when he looked away from A. "How many times did you blink?" He asked. A grinned.

"About five."

"Two. I win." Beyond said. A few seconds later, he sighed. "This is starting to get really boring, A. We should go do something while we wait. Do you want to visit Wammy's?" Beyond asked.

A shook his head. "Nah. It would be really awkward if we suddenly just left and then we come back all of a sudden. And Mr. Watari would insist that we stay."

"Okay. Well what else can we do?" A asked.

"I don't really know. Do you want to go see if the site is already being investigated?" Beyond asked.

A shrugged. "I guess it couldn't cause any harm. But you should take off your makeup so that if L has sent an investigator, you won't seem suspicious."

"Hmm…If I take off my make-up, you will know my true face. That way, you could kill me anytime you wanted to with the Death Note." Beyond said.

"I've seen your face plenty of times, Beyond. I first saw your face back at Wammy's when you were applying your make-up one morning. I guess you didn't see that I was awake." A said.

Beyond laughed. "That wasn't my true face, A. In the morning, when I'm done showering, I apply my 'true face' make-up in the bathroom with the door closed and locked so there is no way that you have seen the true Beyond Birthday."

"You apply make-up in the morning to be your real face before you put on your other make-up? Isn't that being a bit drastic, Beyond?" A asked.

"No." He said. "We are in a very dangerous situation, A. One day, you might turn on me and you already know my name, so revealing my face would mean defeat."

A sighed and sat down on his bed. "Do you need to do anything before we leave?"

"No."

"Then let's go." A said, walking over to his drawer and pulling out a jacket.

"Bring your Death Note, A." Beyond said. A went over to the window and counted four floor boards and knelt down. A pulled at a nail that was hanging out and used it to pry the board up.

"The hiding places that you think of are very difficult to access, Beyond." A commented. He slid his black notebook out and continued towards the door.

Once Beyond and A had reached the block before the crime scene, Beyond stopped and spun on his heel to face A. "Okay, A, I'm going to walk down the street to the first convenience store I see. You are going to wait until I send you a text message that says 'Do we need to buy milk?' then you will proceed to the apartment and walk down the hallway to Believe Bridesmaid's apartment. If you see a police officer, or anyone for that matter, go down the stair way at the end of the hall and come back outside and meet me at the store. Even if you don't see anyone, still come to the convenience store." Beyond took in a deep breath.

"Do you want me to reply to the text message?" A asked.

"Yes. It doesn't really matter what you reply back." Beyond said, holding in a sigh. Beyond stared at A for a while and turned back around and headed down the street. A walked over to the closed shop behind him, leaned against the wall, and began people watching. A young boy with shaggy red hair, probably around 8 or 9, walked by with his eyes glued to the screen of some kind of game.

He's a definite gamer. He's so absorbed by the game that he didn't notice the creepy looking dude watching him. A thought, grinning. Then, another boy with blonde who looked about a few years older than the red head, most likely 10, came running down the street and rammed right into the other boy's back.

The red head sighed, paused his game, and glared down at the blonde on the ground. He then continued walking. The blonde growled and quickly turned to A, who was laughing quietly, and glared at him before following the red head.

The blonde is an angry little kid. But he's more observant than the gamer. Then an even younger boy with white hair, probably around 6, came shuffling by. He immediately looked over at A. A gave the boy a fake smile, hoping that he would look away, which he didn't. The boy kept walking, and began twisting a strand of his short, curly hair as he walked by, occasionally looking back at A.

He's creepy. He was probably with the other kids that walked by. A peered down the block to see if anymore people were coming. When he didn't see anyone, he sighed and pulled out his cell phone. As he opened it, the icon for a new text message showed up. He opened the message and saw that it was the message Beyond was talking about. He replied back "Yeah."

A walked down the street and noticed that the three boys were walking in front of him. A decided to people-watch again. The red head was in the lead, still playing his game. The blonde was leaning over his shoulder, watching. And the youngest boy was lagging behind them, still tugging on his hair.

After a few moments, the blonde stopped, and spun around to face A. "I'm starting to get tired of you. Are you stalking us?" he called to A, who was a little further behind the youngest boy.

"No. I just happen to be going in the same direction as you." A replied back.

"Then why are you watching us?" he asked. The red head stopped too and paused his game.

"Mello, leave the poor dude alone. If he really wanted to attack and kidnap us," A narrowed his eyes. "Then he would have done so while we were walking by him." The red head explained.

Mello growled loudly at A, but turned around and continued walking.

After a few minutes, A had reached the corner of the apartment building. The three boys in front of him had also turned the corner. A heard a loud sigh and Mello spun around and glared at A again.

"I'm getting really uncomfortable. How about you go on ahead of us?" Mello suggested.

"Sure." A said, sliding passed them and continuing on to the building. After a while, A felt eyes staring at him as he walked and he was sure he heard some whispers. Ignoring them, he turned into the building. He walked to the staircase and stopped he heard three other pairs of shoes stopping behind him. A turned around and saw the three boys behind him.

"This is starting to get freaky." A said. The blonde narrowed his eyes.

"Why'd you stop at the stairs? We need to go up." Mello asked.

A sighed. "I think I'll just go up the elevator." He said to himself, stepping aside and letting them pass.

He walked over to the elevator and pressed the up button. A waited patiently and took out his cell phone. It's been 20 minutes since Beyond gave me the signal. I have to hurry up. When the elevator arrived, a lady with long black hair wearing all leather stepped out looking rather depressed. A stepped into the elevator and rode up to Believe Bridesmaid's floor.

When A arrived, he saw that the three boys were also on the same floor. Mello was the first one to notice him

"There's no way that I followed you three up here." A announced, sliding pass them and glancing at Believe's door. No one besides the boys was there. A continued down the hall, still feeling the six pairs of eyes burning through him, and slid down the railing, rushing to get to the convenience store.

A pushed open the door for the convenience store, looking around for Beyond. A walked around until he saw Beyond standing in the back, gazing longingly at the jars of jam in front of him.

As A got closer, Beyond snapped out of his trance and watched him approach. "What took you so long?"

"I met three little boys." A said. "When I was on my way to the building, we kind of got into a misunderstanding."

Beyond chuckled. "That's very competent, A. You spent 20 minutes on something that should have taken you less than 10."

A rolled his eyes, waiting for Beyond to walk ahead of him. He followed behind Beyond out of the store and back on to the sidewalk. The three boys were exiting the building and looked over at Beyond and A. The eldest of the boys froze when he laid eyes on Beyond. He then began walking quickly towards him.

"Who are you?" Mello asked.

"Why do you need to know?" Beyond replied, narrowing his eyes.

"That's confidential. Now answer my question."

"You're a feisty little kid. You can call me Beyond Birthday."

Mello widened his eyes. "Beyond Birthday? Were you a student at Wammy's?"

Beyond tilted his head and straightened his back. "You're a Wammy's kid? Well that explains why you came up to me so quickly." At this point, the other two boys came over to watch the dispute.

"Were you a student at Wammy's or not?" Mello asked, though it sounded more like a command.

"Yeah, I was. I think I've given you enough info, little kid. I think you should start talking. What's your name?" Beyond glanced up at Mello's head and snorted to himself.

"Mello." He said. Beyond had done the same to the other two and they had said their names were Matt and Near.

"Hmm…" Beyond fixated his glance on the area above Matt's head for a while. "You guys are really interesting. But, Mello," Beyond started. Mello raised an eyebrow. "You should be more cautious with your actions." He said wistful, staring into Mello's eyes. They all were silent before Matt coughed.

"Ah, well we'll be going now." Beyond said, dragging A away. Once they were down the block, Beyond asked, "Those were the boys right? Remember their faces."