And it's five days after that night the night that Beyond took his bloody revenge on Whammy's house blowing it to hell and back. Five long days since Matt let him out of his cage of glass and helped him god forgive him to do it. He had stained his hands with blood watching passively as his lover took back what he felt was cheated from him he had thrown away his morality for his love.

Personally Matt thought to this day it was kind of sad that Beyond had killed the old man Whammy Watari whatever his name was. It might have been his fault about his sister but who cared anymore?

Contempt had been living in him so long now it felt like an old friend. Anyways it was over now. That part of their lives was done. Now they lived on the run only with each other as jailer and companion.

A series of hotels in different countries always small and cramped always dingy nasty places where it smells of sweat and despair. Always places where there is no heat and low lighting. And oddly he's happy even content. He lives alone with a mad man he's a murderer and… he's strangely content.

It might be he's fine with this because he never thought he would have much so having someone who loves him even in a strange and twisted way is more then he ever thought he would have. Matt figures when you've never had anything almost nothing seems pretty dammed good.

Staring out the window into a muddy river he shoves his goggles back on his forehead pondering this odd life he chose or was chosen for. The door opens quietly the bony figure of his killer slips in.

A pack of smokes falls into his lap followed at said killer hands ripping on his shirt greedy mouth on his them both falling to the floor with a loud thud.

"Hello to you too." Matt murmurs as Beyond smirks slightly.

"What has my little Matt been up to while I was gone?" He twists Matt's nipple smiling at the hiss of pain the wince on his pretty face.

"Thinking of you." Matt stared into the strange eyes burning into him.

"What about me?" Beyond yanked harder on the nub between his fingers.

"That you're insane." The other nodded. "Yes but you let crazy control you."

Matt raised an eyebrow. "I think it's more then I let crazy blow me." Beyond smirked as he slid down the length of Matt's body reaching for his zipper.

"I guess you do."

Matt reflects then that some things don't end with a bang or a whimper or even a thwack they end with a small moan shut eyes and arched backs.

Sometimes even killers he figures before he can't think anymore get a quiet ending.

Matt likes quiet endings he thinks as a slow wicked tongue snakes around him making his thighs twitch.

He also likes that thing Beyond's doing with his tongue. He likes it a lot.

As he slides his fingers in Beyond's silky black hair he thanks God life is so horribly unfair he thanks God from the depths of his grey soul that it's so unbalanced for someone like him doesn't deserve to be happy.

Maybe this is his reward for screaming over the intercom that the whole place was going to blow and everyone should run. He shuts his eyes trying to remain here with his lover thrusting a long finger into him as he licks up his length and not think of that night but it's hard.

Somehow he's glad he saved most of ones in the house before it blew. Beyond had told him later he didn't care about killing anyone besides Whammy and his dammed house anyway.

He sighs now panting almost as Beyond suddenly stops the sound he makes when he takes his mouth off a loud pop. Matt smiles slightly. Their eyes lock as the black haired one drums his fingers on his younger lovers leg staring at him as if he could read his mind.

Slowly he strokes up and down Matt's leg his soft smooth skin teasing his fingers as he does.

"Do you love me?" He whispers. "Always." Matt says without fear or even a pause.

"I could break you." The messy black locks fall into inky flat eyes.

"I don't mind."

"I do." Beyond gnaws his thumb hard looking uncannily like his twin.

"But you won't be healed or changed by the power of love right?" Matt asked gently to reassure him. "Right." Beyond responded nodding slightly.

"My Matty…" The fingers begin to fondle him stroking and teasing feather light touches making Matt arch again pushing into the fist holding him.

Trashing slightly now wanting more or wanting less just wanting something to keep the thoughts from his head Matt bit his lip the bright pain almost but not quite keeping him from thinking about how he had found Mello and Near entangled when he came to warn them about the bombs.

A soft pinch on his ass brings him back and he looks down into his lovers annoyed face. "Stop thinking." He pinches harder twisting and yanking the flesh making Matt smile grimly

.

"Sorry boss." There's almost a snide edge to the words he's not sacred anymore of Beyond. Or maybe it's just his reckless soul that feels a need to piss off the dangerous man who has his cock in his hand.

They'd watched it burn together and Matt had been sized by a poetical mood. He written a poem for what they had done in blood it seemed like it fit. A death note for a place that ground young men and woman into meat into minds only fit for one thing.

Then they'd melted into the night.

"You're a liar you know." Matt snaps back into now again as Beyond cuts another button off his shirt. "Baby brother is not the only one who can sell sin to the pope." He responds as he makes a shallow cut over Matt's collar bone getting hard as he watches the blood flow down his pale skin.

"Yeah you said L was watching us…" Matt sighs softly as that wicked tongue laps at his wound.

Beyond snickers softly. "He was… on his laptop in Japan I didn't lie I misled it's trickier then lying you need some truth in it."

Matt smiled a whole hearted smile pleased and pretty as he pants where yanked down

This was how it was going to be. Cramped places. Running for his life. Being hurt being fucked into walls being the toy of this madman. Oh thank the Lord. Oh thank the Lord.

Sorry God I guess I'm just a bad kid …