Sorry, I had a 'writers block' for ages, but here.. have a smut drabble - tell us what you think of it, and I may continue. 'My' Izaya has been going through some rough times currently so I decided to look within his heart. And if you believe this is 'OOC' - this is the 'violent/pychpathic' side of the Izaya I've slightly 'created'
- 'Inspired' by Rookie of the year - Diamond lights.
" You put a unpredictable piece within a chess board to create it into a 'precious' piece, despite the 'precious' statement once knocked off the board all its movements are still unpredictable. It is hard to determinate whether its actions are worthless or not.
Being unpredictable meant it made a impact to all those movements, unlike the rest. Yet each piece can be replaced no matter it s value, it doesn't matter what piece it is. It's the impact that they made. "
His feet swaying along with the current breeze that continuously blew throughout raven locks. The vision of the informant was beautiful, how the city fell down - humans who look like bugs. Controlled. Controlled only by him.
- If only the same for emotions. Emotions that caused this pity. Pity for the deserted.
One. One human can turn the usually stable male into this state. But that was wrong, it was a monster. Nothing of the precious humanity could create such problems.
"Afraid of loneliness..? No, not the words to describe. Afraid can contend pity, and pitying the player is sickening. Nor thy can drown sorrow in pity or these surroundings.
-Always you. Disgusting feelings buried underneath this mask, yet a mask can t protect what is hidden away. Thus a shell is created over the heart.
Broken. Vanished. Shuttered. A worthless creation."