Stone Children

A/N: Demon Sinner- I would just like to say that I love A and B. I ship them hard-core man. And Yes L is a fucking asshole. We promise he might get better.

A/N: Karaage- A and B are so cute together! I have to say I love playing L as an asshole! It’s so fun!

Ch. 2 Playtime

B sat there and soon it had been 8 hours. They had moved from game to game with B only losing twice before he was able to work out how to play. They then ended in A winning half and him winning half. The room was trashed in a way that nothing was dirty it just looked like two boys played games all day. They were currently reading their 10th book. A had missed his piano lessons and B was slowly dozing off.

A smiled at B over the top of his book and giggled. "If you’re sleepy the bed is more comfortable than that bean bag."

"I don't sleep in beds."

"Why not?" He asked curious, book marking his page and closing the book, setting it down on his lap.

"That man wouldn't let me sleep in the bed. He said it was for play time." He got up and walked into the bathroom he climbed into the tub and curled up to fall asleep.

A frowned and walked into the bathroom. "Come here." He said holding out his hand.

B shook his head. "I don't sleep in beds."

A nodded and went back to the bedroom, grabbing a blanket and two pillows. "Then I'll sleep in here with you." He smiled as he placed the pillows behind B's head and stepped into the bathtub, sitting down next to him and placed the blanket on them both. He lay down and made himself comfortable. "Night B." He smiled at the boy.

He nodded and just fell asleep.

A fell asleep a little while later, after watching B. In his sleep, he had curled his body around the raven-haired boy's, his arms wrapped around him and his head resting on B's chest.

Neither of them heard the car drive up or the soft footsteps outside of A's door. Watari knocked and came in finding the room empty and soft noises coming from the bathroom. B was awake and sitting on the floor watching the door as A slept.

A twitched in his sleep and reached out for B, waking when he didn’t feel him beside him. He sat up, looking around, spotting B on the floor. "Hey, did you sleep well?" He asked stretching, smiling warmly at B as he got out of the tub and sat down next him.

"I slept." He looked to the door as it opened and the old man from before was there. "Good morning boys. I'm glad to see you are getting along nicely."

"Morning, Watari. B and I are doing fine. We played video games and read all day yesterday!" A said smiling at the elderly man.

"That's good to hear. You should know that breakfast is ready."

A perked up. "Okay. Thank you, I’m going to shower than I will be down shortly." He said as he got up and took the blanket and pillows out of the tub.

B stayed where he was.

A pulled his shirt off, throwing it into the laundry basket. Thin scars littered his back and sides; some looked like cigarette burns other look like scars from infected whelps. He turned on the shower, and grabbed a washcloth and towel sitting them down on the side of the tub. He then pulled his sweatpants off, throwing them into the laundry basket along with his boxers and socks. There were more scars and burn marks along his body as he stepped into the shower, pulling the curtain around him a bit, so he could still see out into the room but there would be minimum water spillage.

B watched all this from the floor as he sat calmly. He turned and followed the blond boy with his dark eyes and a tilted head. He stayed silent.

He peeped out of the shower and looked at B. "Do you want to shower?" He asked as he started to lather his hair.

"Yes," he answered calmly.

He smiled, pulling back the curtain a bit. "Come on, then."

"I don't shower with people."

A nodded, his smile faltering a bit as he went back into the shower rinsing his hair and washing the rest of his body. He turned off the water and pulled back the curtain, looking at B. He grabbed his towel and started drying off. "Do you have clean clothes to wear? I have some if you don’t." He wrapped the towel around his waist and got out of the tub.

"What happened to you Aden?" he whispered touching the other's wet back.

He frowned. "Lots of accidents."

"Accidents or pain?" He stands and traces some of the scars. "You look scared Aden."

"Just accidents. I just made him mad when I shouldn’t have." He said a sad smile on his face. "That feels nice..." He whispered.

"Who did you make mad?" B kept touching the scars on the boy's back watching them.

"L." He said, his eyes fluttering shut at the feel of B's fingertips on his back, and a small smile forming on his lips.

"L," the letter was hissed between his teeth as he kept touching him. "Why would he do that?"

"Because I made him mad," A answered. There wasn’t much more to why L had done it, he was mad, so he took it out on A. A was his punching bag.

"He won't be mad anymore." B moved close and pressed himself closer to A's back. "I'm Beyond."

A smiled, a light blush appearing on his cheeks. "Beyond." He said with a giggle.

"Yeah... My name is Beyond Birthday."

"I like it. It suits you." He said shivering at the feel of Beyond's breath on his shoulder.

"I like your name. It's like a spell that is whispered in hushed tones. Aden..."

He smiled more, the blush darkening. "T-thank y-you." He stuttered.

Beyond pulled away and walked to the bedroom leaving the other alone in the bathroom to dress. He took a seat on the beanbag chair waiting to go to breakfast.

A stood there for a moment, gathering him self before he went into the bedroom grabbing clothes. He pulled on a pair of worn jeans, a t-shirt and then a pullover hoodie. He brushed his blonde bangs out his eyes and smiled at Beyond. "Come on, Beyond, breakfast will get cold." He took hold of the others hand pulled him out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen.

The black haired boy followed without a word and just glanced out the window as a car pulled up. He stopped pulling his hand away and watched the limo drive in. "Who is that?"

A walked over to the window and peered out. His breath caught in his throat, and he looked like he had seen a ghost. "That’s L." He said nervously.

B tilted his head and kept his eyes on the car as the old man opened the door and someone stepped out.

A tall lanky teenager got out of the car. He was extremely pale, his raven hair wild and going in every direction. His eyes were huge and wide open to the point where you saw more white then pupil, with huge circles around them. He had long arms and legs that were clothed in acid washed Levi’s and a white long sleeved shirt. His long spider like fingers curled into a fist, a thumb coming to his lips as he hunched over and started to walk towards the house.

"L," he whispered before taking A's hand and walking to the kitchen.

A smiled at him as they were greeted by Hannah, who didn’t have time to chat as the kitchen staff was busy making sweets for L.

A sat down in his usual seat and started to fix his plate.

B sat with him and stared at everything but never touched it.

"Why don’t you eat?" A asked worried.

"I don't want to get sick."

"You won’t get sick, see." He reached over, grabbed a piece of toast, and ate it. He did that to everything on the table.

Beyond waited and just watched him before eating from A's plate. He wasn't going to risk something when he knew A's food would be safe.

A smiled and pushed his plate towards Beyond, sharing his food. "See, it’s good." He said as he added jam to his toast.

B licked his lips and took the jam jar dipping in his fingers to eat straight from the jar. "I like this."

A giggled, "Yes, it is very good. It’s my favorite thing about breakfast." He leaned over and wiped jam off Beyond's face, smiling warmly at him.

He licked the jam and grinned at him.

He blushed and looked back down at his food, eating it. He looked up and smiled at Beyond. The smile turned to a frown as he looked passed Beyond.

Another elderly man came over to them. "A, L requests both your and our new house guest presence in his office." A opened his mouth to saw something but the man cut him off. "Immediately," he demanded. A bowed his head. "Yes, Roger." The man nodded and left promptly.

A sighed and got up from the table and slowly started to walk towards the door, his head down, watching his feet.

B jumped down and took hold of A's hand. "I don't know the way." He was sucking on his own long spidery fingers while carrying a jar of jam.

He smiled a bit sadly. "This way." He squeezed Beyond's hand tightly and lead him down the hallway and up the stairs. They turned right on the first landing and walked almost the whole hallway before they got to a door with an L on it. A knocked.

"Come in," came the deadpanned response. A took a deep breath and entered the room.

L sat behind his desk, feet up in the chair, crouching, as he picked up pieces of papers, by his index finger and thumb. He looked up as they entered his eyes narrowing, their cold icy glare concentrated solely on A.

B got his first good look at L. His first thought was how young he was. Secondly, his eyes moved up to the top of his head as he stood there beside Aden. His head tilted to the side as it tended to do and he mouthed one word, Lawliet.

The detective's eyes snapped to Beyond, staring at him for a moment before going back to A. "Roger tells me you missed piano lessons yesterday. Why?" He snapped coldly at A.

"I-I... I-I s-sorry-" A stuttered, but L cut him off. "Of course it’s to be expected for an alternate. No, heir of mine will skip lessons. I will think of a suitable punishment for this and I will get back to you later." He snapped at A unfeelingly, his eyes cruel.

A was visibly shaking, tears running down his face.

L rounded on Beyond. "And you are?" He said in the same condescending, unfeeling voice as if they were irritating little gnats he wished to crushed.

The other black haired boy wasn't even listening. He just kept staring at the top of his head thinking about the numbers. He blinked once before his tongue dipped into the jar in his free hand licking the jam. Those dark calculating eyes soon looked at L's face and he blinked once more. He stared at this person as if they were stupid. "A, who is this?"

A uncovered his face and looked at B, shocked. "L." He said his voice shaking.

L placed the papers he had been reading down, looking at Beyond. "I asked you a question." He hissed his voice deadly. He was not in the mood to be dealing with these children right now.

"L?" He kept his eyes on the other before smirking and shrugging his shoulders. "He doesn't look so great. He isn't much older than me."

L smirked; he knew who this was now. "Backup. Nice to meet you. Rule one at Wammy's. Keep your mouth shut." He said cruelly, as he sat back in his chair. "You will start lessons with Alternate tomorrow. Lessons start at 8am, do not be late." His cruelly cold gaze pierced B. "You are both dismissed." He went back to looking at his papers.

B stayed where he was just watching him.

A grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door trying to get out of the office as quickly as possible.

B stayed where he was licking his jam jar. "But he didn't tell us anything."

A froze. "Please just go, please..." He whispered pleadingly to Beyond.

B looked at him the back to L. "Later Lawliet." He turned and walked out pulling A with him.

L slammed his papers down, hopping down from his seat and catching up with Beyond. He grabbed the back of his shirt, dragging him down the hall to Watari's office. He didn’t even bother knocking.

"Watari, we have a problem." He told the elderly man, as he pushed Beyond in front of him.

B didn't like being grabbed and the surprise made him drop his jar. He cried out as he was pulled and fought to get free. When he was shoved into the office, he jerked away from L moving to a corner as Watari looked up. "What is it?"

"He knows my name." He said, his eyes glaring daggers at B.

A had caught the jar and cradled it in his arms, against all better judgment he ran after them and ran into Watari's office. He found B in a corner and ran over to his wrapping his arms around him.

Watari looked over at B and stood up. "B?" The dark haired boy was shaking and staring with wide eyes. "I didn't do it! I just guessed!"

A turned around, shielding B from harm. "Watari, he didn’t do anything. I was there." He eyes pleaded with Watari.

"L, do calm yourself." The old man stood and walked over to B and A. "The boy has been through a lot. I've allowed him a week to get comfortable. As for your name how did he know it?"

"I do not know." L said backing down, and folding his arms across his chest like a spoiled child.

A let out a shaky breath. "Can we go now?" He asked Watari, eyes brimming with tears. "We are both tired."

"Take B to his room. Will you A? L has a lot of work to do." The old man helped both boys up with a smile before looking at L. "I'm sure it was a guess. He is very intelligent."

L scoffed at that and turned to go back to his office.

A pulled B hurriedly out of the office and back up to his room, shutting and locking the door.