Hachimenroppi, or simply just Roppi, was never a people person. He absolutely hated the human race. If he hated the human race, then why was he still living? He himself doesn't entirely know. Maybe it was the fact that his annoying elder Izaya seemed to steal away his razors whenever he had thought of suicide. Or maybe when his brother Psyche would cry and cling to him whenever he noticed a new cut and begged him not to do it again. Or maybe it was when Hibiya threatened to have him thrown out of the house when he learned of his self harming.
Maybe those little things his brothers did in worry made him want to stay a little longer.
Nonsense. He wanted to kill himself, their antics had no effect on him. Not even when his brothers had their boyfriends join in. Shizuo kind of muttered stuff to him - how it was messed up he thought that way (Shizuo was never good with speaking to him). Tsugaru only tried to hug and comfort the man - and Roppi wasn't too fond of that idea. Delic yelled at him, and that was no good.
Why was everyone trying to stop him? What was so wrong with the idea of killing yourself? Celebrities were practically admired for it if they openly came out with it. Why was it so wrong for him to think that way too? It was ridiculous.
Today was a tuesday. He sat in his dark room with a letter opener in his right hand, and his sleeve pushed up to his elbow on his left. He moved the sharp edge of the opener to his scarred skin, and was just sliding it against the ivory flesh when the door suddenly burst open. His scarlet eyes moved over to the doorway, a little surprised to see the Heiwajima's youngest brother Tsukishima standing there with wide eyes.
"Can I help you?" the raven asked calmly.
The blonde stared at him wide eyed, red eyes framed behind round spectacles. His hand reached up to tug at his white scarf around his neck as though it was choking him before he opened his mouth to speak.
"E... Izaya... H-he told me.." his words trailed off as his cheeks began to redden with embarrassment.
The raven arched an eyebrow, before simply sighing and standing. The sleeve slid back down, and he tossed the letter opener onto his bed. "What did that asshole tell you?" he asked, annoyance filling his once calm voice.
The blonde swallowed thickly. "T-that if I didn't see you.. Y-you would kill yourself be-because of m-me." he stammered.
The two stared at each other for a long time, before the raven began to laugh hysterically. "Really!? You came all this way because you didn't want me to die!? How stupid! You're pathetic!" he bullied. He walked right up to the hurt blonde, and gripped him by his scarf. "You humans are disgusting. Now get out of my sight." he said venomously. He shoved the bashful blonde out of his room, and slammed the door in his face.
Now, where was he...