A/N:

Haha, lets try doing BB this time. Cookies for all that review. Bit worried about writing B as he is quite hard to write so tell me what you think and I will love you forever.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, maybe some day I will =D

The mass of black hair sat on the bench. Placing his hands on his knees, he rearranged himself into what he considered to be the usual position. A young girl stared at him for a moment, seemingly transfixed by the wide scarlet orbs that stared back. She shuddered lightly and ran after her mother.A pale thumb was placed to his lip, clearly thinking deeply about one thing or another.

Beyond Birthday was in a rut. After a narrow escape from the institution L had placed him in, he struggled to think at the level he once had. Pulling his black sleeve down to cover the angry burns on his arm, he sank his teeth into the digit. A few drop of blood oozed from the bite as Beyond ran his tongue over the wound, tasting the metallic liquid. He repressed a shiver of pleasure as the substance ran down his throat, staining his pale lips a deep red.

Yes, he still wanted revenge on L. He wanted him to suffer like he had, cripple his mind until he found himself murdering just because he could. After L had locked B up, well B had more than enough time to plot his way out, but weeks of malnourishment had left him weak and he struggled to fight off the armed guard that shot at him. But it was ok, he was rotting in hell now...or heaven. B smiled, the trait making him look more terrifying than before. Oh he would get L, break his cool demeanour by the only way he knew how.

Hopping from the bench he made his way over to a pay phone. Rooting around in his baggy blue jeans, he pulled out a coin and pushed it into the slot. Waiting for a few moments, he dialled the number that he sought. The phone was picked up after the first ring.

"Hello?"

"This is L." He knew his voice would pass, after all no one knew what L sounded like.

"L…is it really you?"

"Yes. I have a request."

"We shall do what we can for you."

"Bombs have been placed in several sweet factories around the world. Please shut down all sweet related things and evacuate the building. This does include bakeries and fruit farmers, make sure nothing is shipped until we get the person behind it."

"We're on it."

B placed the phone back on the receiver, cackling to himself.

"Let's see how L manages without his beloved sweets."

His shoulders shaking with laughter he made his way back over to the bench. Yes it was a shot below the belt but that's all he needed until his mind could plan a master scheme of revenge. Until then he would just drive L up the wall, shatter him bit by bit until he couldn't take the pain anymore. B would win, he just knew it.