Stone Children

A/N: Demon’s Sinner- A has issues, B has issues, L has issues…. I wonder if you get the theme here? Every character is fucked in the head eight ways to Sunday. *giggles* I’m wondering how many of you lovelies are reading this just because of all the fucking warning! I think all that’s missing is tentacles!

A/N: Karaage- Now that you mention it, I believe Matt says something about L having tentacle porn in later chapters...

Ch. 5 He's Mine

He sighed; walked back over to the bathtub and looked at A like he was a gnat beneath him. He leaned over and turned on the cold water to the shower.

A jerked up and scrambled out of the tub. He looked up at L frighten.

"You whore. You know it's against the house rules to share rooms." He hissed at the blonde. He reached over and grabbed the back of his head, his long spidery fingers almost pulling the hair from the scalp.

"You are to report to me tomorrow for your punishment, Alternate whore!" He threw him down on the floor hard. “Now, get Beyond's things for me."

A scrambled up and got B's schoolbooks and work and clothes everything that he had accumulated over the few weeks he had been here. L smirked and took the two boxes.

He met Beyond in the foyer and led him to his new room, which was in a whole another wing away from A's. "My room is not that far from here. If you need anything, don’t hesitant to come knocking." He said pointing to the attic door up another flight of stairs. He unlocked B's new bedroom and set the boxes inside.

"There you go. Home sweet home." L smiled at B.

The room was bigger than A's and grander, with only one of everything. The bathroom was huge, with a huge clawed bathtub.

Beyond met L on his way to the bedrooms. He followed him with his head down and his eyes stayed up to the numbers and name above L's head. When he entered to room, he sat on the floor just staring at the wall. "I want to see A. Can I see him?"

"During lessons," L said. "I’m sorry, but Roger would have a fit. I only have so much say here."

"This isn't fair..." He turned his back to L and sat calmly. "Roger..." His dark eyes flashed with ill intent as he got up and walked from the room. He was through with Roger and this bullshit.

A year passed and more children were brought in, making Wammy's feel like a home instead of an institute.

Roger sat at his desk, looking over his fingertips at B. The boy was a menace.

"Do you know why your here, Backup?" He asked with distaste.

Beyond wasn't even looking at the old man. He never once acknowledged him when he spoke. All the 10 year old did was stand there with his head tilted licking at his finger.

"Backup are you listening?!"

He said nothing.

L stopped him. "I’m sorry I couldn’t get you a lesser punishment. Let me help you up to your bedroom. You must be sore and exhausted." He held out his arm.
A had cried himself to sleep two hrs ago. He was completely out cold.

He allowed the help with a sigh. "It's fine... It's this or I never get to see A."

L nodded and wrapped an arm around his waist helping him up the stairs.

Once he was alone in his room and waited for L to leave and go to his room before moving and stumbling to A's. He opened the door and walked to the bed. "A..." he whispered.

A was completely out cold, curled around a pillow completely asleep. They had lessons in a few hours.

B crawled into the bed and wrapped his arms around him.

A snuggled up to him in his sleep twitching as if he was having a bad dream.

Beyond stayed awake all night stroking his hair. "It's okay... I'm right here."


A woke up late in the morning, having gone to bed so late and had missed half of his first lesson. He jumped from the bed, spazzing and hyperventilating as he dressed as quickly as he could.

Beyond sat up and looked at him as he dressed. "You should calm down or else you'll pop a blood vessel."

He yanked on a hoodie, not paying attention to B at the moment as he grabbed his schoolbooks and notebook. "I'm never late." He stated as he stepped into his shoes.


B got up and walked over to him wrapping his arms around him. "Yeah so?"

"L heir is not late, he is punctual, and never misses lesson. I had a test today too. My Grade is going suffer." He said quickly as he pulled out of B's grasp. "I have to go, before I get in trouble, I'll see you at Lunch." He turned and kissed him, before running out the door.

B sighed and was still really tired. He would skip lessons for sleep. He went back to his own room but collapsed before he made it, hitting his head on a door. He was sore and tired. Life was hell.

L walked over and opened his door. "B?" He said looking down at the boy. "Are you okay?" He asked kneeling down.

The dark haired boy didn't move or wake.

"Shit." He knelt down, picked up the boy, and cradled him in his arms, closing his office door and carrying him to the infirmary.

When Beyond woke up white surrounded him and it was annoying. "Where am I...?”

"You passed out right outside my office." L said annoyed from the chair he was crouched in beside the bed. "You’re in the infirmary."

"I was trying to go to bed..."

"Why would you do that? Why aren’t you in your lessons?" He asked confused. He had personally walked the boy to his room hours ago. He should have had plenty of sleep.

"I tried to go but was to tired and sore," he lied.

L seemed to think for a moment. "Come on then." He got up from the seat and picked up the boy just like he had earlier, and carried him out of the infirmary. The boy was fine, the nurse had told him.

"I don't like beds..."

"Why not?" He asked as he carried him up the stairs.

"I don't like beds."

"Are you going to tell me why?" He asked a bit annoyed.

"That man said beds were for games."

"No. Beds are for sleeping. Not games. He was wrong." L said almost violently, as he headed up another flight of stairs.

"I don't like beds."

L sighed. "It’s more comfortable than a bath tub and plus no one is going to do anything like that to you while you are here. You’re safe." He said as got to a door and unlocked it. He walked into the room.

It was a huge loft suite with a low hanging ceiling. It had a low standing king size bed in the corner of the room next to a huge wall sized window that lead out to a balcony. There was a fireplace next to a huge desk. There were piles upon piles of files and books everywhere, plus sweets that littered the room. On the desk were a couple of laptops along with experiments and models. A huge comfy looking couch sat next to the desk. He kicked the door shut, carried B over to the couch, and laid him down. He then went over and poked at the fire in the fireplace, putting a kettle on and swinging the pot into the fire.

Beyond didn't sleep; he just laid there watching him. "I wanted to see A... I miss him."

"A is in lessons. Unless you’re telling me you’re sneaking out at night. I warned you about that." He turned and looked at B, before walking off towards the cupboard, retrieving two china teacups, two saucers, and a bowl of sugar cubes, honey, two spoons, and two tea bags. He placed them on a tray and carried it over to the fireplace. He then walked over, grabbed an afghan off his bed, carried it back to B, and tucked him in.

"You saw me last night. I can barely move... I miss him."

The kettle whistled. He pulled the kettle from the fire and filled the teacups, placing the tea bags in them. He skirted a large amount of honey in one of them and a hand full of sugar cubes in the other one. He handed the honey tea to B. "Earl Grey with honey, its good for sore muscles."

The dark haired boy stared at it. "I'm not thirsty."

L took the cup back and took a sip. "I didn’t do anything to it." He offered it again.

B waited a minute before taking it into his hands. "It won't make me sick?"

"No. It won’t. Nothing in this house will. I told you you’re safe here. You've been here for a year now. In all that time, haven’t you gotten comfortable with us yet?" He demanded, staring at him with his owl eyes. He sighed.

"The tea will make you feel better." He said as he added more sugar cubes to his. It was more sugar then tea.

He drank it deeply and stuck out his tongue. "That tastes horrible," he said. "I don't think I like tea."

L chuckled. "Here." He grabbed a huge handful of sugar cubes and dropped it into his cup. "Try that." He said as he took a sip of his own tea.

The tea became more like glue than water as the sugar was absorbed. He dipped his tongue in and frowned at the cup. "It's like drinking liquid sugar."

"Do you not like it?" He asked as he down his tea, his pinkie raised.

"It's fine if you like tea flavored sand," he said drinking it.

L laughed. He had never heard anyone describe it like that. "Get some rest, you need it. I'll be right there if you need anything." He pointed to the desk. He got up and moved over to it climbing up into his chair and crouching in it, typing rapidly on one of the laptops.

B watched him until he couldn't stay awake anymore and soon drifted to sleep.

L worked from his bedroom that day keeping an eye on the boy.

A looked for B at Lunch but he was nowhere to be found. He wasn’t in lessons and he wasn’t in his bedroom. He sat at lunch, trying to fight back tears.

It was 2 hours after lunch that L woke B, offering him a tray of soup and bread.

He pushed the food away. "Got any Jam?"

"You need to eat something other than jam." L said as he offered the food again, getting impatient.

"And you need to eat something other than sweets." He got up slowly and move to the door. "I'll go get my own Jam."

"Touché," L muttered going to the cupboard and grabbing a jar of Hannah's handmade Strawberry jam. He walked back and handed it to him.

"I have lessons."

"Lessons are almost over for the day. I have told your teachers I gave you a day off. Don’t worry about it." He stared at the boy a bit more. "Are you feeling better?"

"Fine, I should go study. I have class work to catch up on." 'And A to see.'

"Can I ask you something?" He paused, bringing one long spidery finger to the corner of his mouth. "When you said the bed was for games, what did you mean? What kind of games?" He asked curiously.

He stopped with his hand on the door. "Touching games... A said that it isn't a game though but that man and that woman told me it was all a game. That the games were fun."

"You'll have to show me sometime." He said with a smirk.

"A said that they weren't games..."

"A says a lot of things. He's an ass kisser. He tells you what you want to hear and nothing else." He said sourly, "The offer still stands though."

He looked over at him with wide eyes. "You want to play with me? Why?"


"I like you, you’re very interesting." He said staring at him. "Is that so hard to believe?"

"Truthfully? Yes it is. I'm not worth much alive."

L scoffed. "Yes, you are. Its not often I find someone who is my intellectual equal." He smiled at B.

He stared at him with unblinking eyes. He took in every detail of the other boy in front of him. "Shall we play?"

He smirked. "Of course, you lead and I'll follow." He smiled at the boy warmly.

Beyond smirked at him a moment before turning and opening the door. "I have to study." With that said, he walked out denying L for the millionth time.

L seethed with anger. He grabbed the teacup Beyond had been using and threw it at the wall shattering it.