When the past reaches you
It was late in the afternoon and the man in front of the desk let escape a soft sigh, his right hand travelled to his face to try and rub some of his weariness away. He had been working in this particular case since morning and he wasn't even close to finish his preliminary investigation.
-I believe that you need to rest your eyes Izaya-dono- Sozoro told him from the other side of the apartment, looking up from a book he had been reading.
-Ah, who would say that you would worry about me Sozoro-san-Joked lightly Izaya, with a soft smile in his lips that didn't reach his eyes entirely.
-You could die in that laptop of yours if it where for me, but that would make little Haruto cry and that I can´t permit, plus I am a man of worth and my job is to keep you alive some more years
The younger man looked at him and sighed moving his head to both sides while shrugging his shoulders
-And I always make that difficult. Anyways, you can go to the house already Sozoro-san, this work will take me a little longer than expected and the kids need company
The white haired man nodded and closed his book, leaving it in the corner table at his right before standing up.
-I shall leave then Izaya-dono, don´t forget that this weekend is the birthday of Haruto and you have promised him a travel out of Kanto
Izaya nodded and looked at his computer, he would rather stay in the city for the next whole week, his plans had just started to become fruitful, but he was too a man with strong sense of honor after all, and a promise was something important, even if no one would believe that of him.
-Yes, I know, please do me a favor and help them both to start their luggage
-I will
Sozoro made a small bow to the raven and departed from the apartment that the young man used at his work office.
Making a turn with his wheelchair red eyes travelled to the window at his back, the city he had been living for the last year was starting to light up, trying to protect his beloved humans of the darkness.
-So innocent- A mischievous grin filled the handsome face of the 30 year old informant.
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-Izaya-san is this really ok?-Asked the kid with a clear shock in his face
-Of course Haruto, you did tell me you wanted to go out of Kanto right-The informant remembered him
-Did you listen Himari? Izaya-oniichan is taking us to Kyoto! How cool is that?
The girl nodded, not so excited, if Izaya Orihara was taking them anywhere there had to be some kind of secret plan he was working on and was using his friend´s birthday as an excuse.
-When are we leaving?
-Ah, so even you are interested Himari-chan-teased the informant watching the girl frown at him-We will be leaving tomorrow in the morning, the airplane is going to leave at 9:00 am so be sure you guys are ready –He proceeded while letting them push his wheelchair around the city.
-I´m so excited Izaya-san, we will be in time to see the cherry blossoms open too, It´s perfect-Continued the boy-I thought we would miss them but since they do open a little later in that region we will make it on time
-I see you indeed did your homework Haruto-praised Izaya making the boy smile even more. Himari just continued frowning. She was kind of excited too, it would be the first time she and Haruto would go to Kyoto, but she wouldn't let Izaya know about her excitement.
-Now, to the right in this alley if you could-Requested the black haired man to his young companions. He was leaving for a week so he needed to let some things settled in the city before leaving, his schemes needed just a little push here and there for they to work perfectly, and even if he was going to let them kind of unattended for a short time he wasn't taking any risks.
After a minute or two of the 3 roaming in the alley they arrived to a hidden house, if that could be called a house at all Izaya thought.
-Is this it onii-chan?-Asked the boy still with a happy tone in his voice, Izaya nodded
-I will go in alone, so wait for me, if I don't come out in 15 minutes call Sozoro-san
Both kids nodded already used to the kind of work Izaya sometimes did.
The informant opened the door making it cringe, typical he thought amused, his wheelchair moving inside the building as smoothly as the rough floor let it before closing the door behind him.
A strong odor hit his nostrils instantly making his brows furrow
-Orihara-san-Called a feminine voice, a silhouette coming out of a dark corner.
-Hanji-san, I know you really are quite the different kind of woman, but still, I think a shower now and then will not hurt you in the least-Stated Izaya with half a grimace half a smile.
The woman in front of him looked as if she was homeless, or even worse than that Izaya thought, her sweatshirt was almost brown of all the dirt, his hair was up in a messy ponytail but that didn't hide the fact that the long hair was greasy and mistreated. The woman just shrugged.
-I believe you have some more important things to worry about-She answered without an affected tone, Izaya chuckled
-I only care for my beloved humans Hanji-san, and you are one of them, so it is important to me, but yes, I still do love you a lot even if you have the worst hygienic habits-He retorted –But yes, I indeed came for some other topics.
Hanji crossed her arms in front of her chest, waiting for him to continue.
-You will see, I will be out of the city for some time, not a lot really, but you know how much I hate to leave things uncompleted, so I came to ask for a favor, and yes, I know I will have pay for it-He said rapidly watching the brow of the woman lift at his words
-Go ahead-She simply stated, she had known Orihara Izaya for about 4 months and she knew the favor would be something more than shady, he wasn't the type to ask things, he would just manipulate the environment to make things happen as he liked
-I need you to rush some things for me-He started, crossing his legs softly-I need you to take care of this two girls before I leave tomorrow. How should I put it, I would never ask something like this really, you know I like my humans to take their own decisions but I just came short of time and well, it would be a shame if they caused me trouble with their little affected minds
Hanji took the documents that Izaya handed her and read the names of the girls he wanted her to take care of. A soft chuckle left her lips
-I never thought two little girls would cause you so much trouble Orihara-san, even for someone on a wheelchair this kids seem pretty soft
-But the thing is Hanji-san-Izaya started with a crooked smile-That this girls could make a certain…acquaintance-he paused at the word and grinned more-of mine to stumble upon my path and blame me for what they want to do with his beloved brother. And I certainly don't want to bump into him, let's not say to bump in to an enraged version of him…again.
Hanji observed the man in the chair and noted an almost imperceptible shiver.
-So, you want me to kill them?-She stated bluntly, already memorizing the photo of her targets.
-Not kill them, just, let's say, one hand or an eye would be fine-He answered nonchalantly-Something that would make them pause in their attempt of kidnapping and killing someone for ever
The woman looked at the innocent smile the informant had just drawn in his face. He had a pretty one.
-If it wasn't you I would say you wanted to protect this person-She stated, waiting for the reaction of his interlocutor. He just moved his hands dismissively
-Not at all, as I just said, this is to protect my own persona in a distant future. So, is this a deal then?
The woman nodded, but this time her lips curved up, it made Izaya sigh slightly
-Just don't over charge me-Izaya asked watching Hanji come close to him. Her hands taking a sharp knife out of his sweatpants-And can it be with my own switch blade? I mean, I don't doubt your knife has some amazing sharpness in it, but still, I would prefer not to contract an infection and die because of this
-As you wish Orihara-san-She answered, taking the switch blade that he was offering her-Now, please be gentle and don't move that gorgeous face of yours, since I will just take a hand or an eye I´m going to go easy on you, this will not even leave a scar at all
The black and silver switchblade cut deep in the informants face while a smile full of pleasure appeared in the woman´s face. How much she loved to see the face full of pain in someone so pretty as him.
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-This doesn't look well Izaya-dono-Sozoro stated while cleaning the deep wound in the right side of the face of his employer. The deep cut travelled from his right temple to his cheek, still bleeding after some hours of him treating it.
-It will heal ok Sozoro-san, that woman never charges too much and she said it will not leave a scar at all-Izaya grimaced as his bodyguard ran a cotton with alcohol again in his wound.
-I might have to stich it-The older man said still cleaning the wound
-Not at all, I don't want to go to Kyoto looking like some fictional monster, let´s just use some band aids
Sozoro glared at him, he was indeed a 5 year old devil
-I am certain band aids will not help with this Izay…
A soft giggle started to escape the raven's mouth, just to evolve to a crazy like laugh. His hands traveling to his abdomen.
Oh god, if Shinra found out that someone else was kind of dissecting him before him he would be so unpleased. He would pay a lot to see his "friend" face founding it out.
Sozoro observed him, confused but already too familiar with this kind of strange behavior Izaya had time to time. He didn't want to know why he was laughing like that.
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-Izaya-oniichan-Haruto called him looking at him with a strange face-It wouldn't be better to just let Sozoro-san stich you?
Izaya took a deep breath in the airport with a big smile, it had been a long time since he had some kind of time off of his work, and even if he loved every single bit of it he indeed needed some kind of distraction from time to time.
-It´s ok Haruto-chan, I already putted some butterfly closures on it
-I can see it oniichan-A sigh escaped the boys mouth, Izaya was being really stubborn in don't wanting stiches in his face because it would look too strange but…well, 20 something closures in his face weren't exactly something discrete
-He is just plain dumb –Stated Himari crossing her arms looking at the informant, Izaya ignored her and searched for Sozoro. They had arrived to Kyoto just a while ago and the bodyguard went searching for a rental car.
A minute later a black and luxurious van appeared in front of them, parking carefully at their sides. The door opened and Sozoro was driving it.
-A good choice -Praised Izaya, moving his chair to the open door of the car-but maybe it would have been better something with a ramp Sozoro-san
-I am confident someone so cunning like you can make his way with this-Answered the old man smiling at him. Izaya sighed.
-Do you need help oniichan?-Asked Haruto, Izaya shook his head negatively.
-Its all right, I can stand a little- The informant grabbed the sides of his wheelchair and with a lot of strength lifted his body from it, a grimace crossed his face. He was kinda pathetic he thought to himself but still grabbed the door of the car and pushed his body to the seat of the co-pilot. A sharp pain travelling through all his body. He didn't even flinch. A smug smile appeared in his lips facing the driver
-All good Sozoro-san, I am great full you always push me to my limits- Commented ironically the red eyed.
-Come on Haruto, Himari, bring the chair and the luggage inside the car-Called the older man ignoring his employer observations.
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Izaya felt something was wrong in the moment the van stopped in front of their hotel but he didn't said anything. A small turmoil of people gathered in front of the lobby of the place.
-Maybe an idol is staying here-Commented the small boy excited looking out the window
-I made sure no one like that would stay in here though-Whispered the raven still kind of confused. He had reserved the suit in this hotel and moved his contacts so no one too flashy would stay in the same hotel as them, he didn't want the attention.
-Maybe your antics don't cover this region yet Izaya-san. Anyways, let's get going, kids we need to hurry if we want to eat something delicious.
Both kids agreed happily to the elder man and went out of the van. Izaya grabbed Sozoro´s arm before he could get off too.
-Stay alert-He demanded him, the white haired man nodded noticing the weary face of Izaya.
-Izaya-san, here, be careful-Haruto had opened his door and was waiting outside with his wheelchair, the red eyed moved slowly to it again hiding his pain.
A bell boy appeared and helped them with the luggage, taking it inside with Sozoro guiding him to the counter, he always made the registration for Izaya so he could observe his surroundings.
-It's beautiful-Whispered Himari more to herself than anyone else while looking a woman walking by with a kimono, Izaya chuckled.
-If I had known you liked this type of stuff I would have told your father to buy you more kimonos Himari-chan-A grin full of malice appeared in Izaya´s face. The girl glared at him, she hated him, it was all his fault and he was using them, she knew it-I love that face Himari-chan, keep doing it for me, ne?
Before the girl could answer him Sozoro had returned, keys in hand.
-Here, Haruto, grab them and follow the young man to our room, I have to talk with Izaya-san about our itinerary, we will be right behind you.
The kids agreed and left with the hotel worker, Izaya smiled lively at the glaring girl. When both of them disappeared in a hallway his smile disappeared too.
-So? Have you asked who is staying here?-His voice was serious. If what he thought was right they had no time, he had no time…
-Yes, it´s some actor, apparently he came in vacations, they didn't want to give me the name but I overheard a girl, she said it was some Yuuhei something
Izaya froze instantly, his eyes opened ever so slightly, and he felt his mouth go dry, his hands started to sweat while gripping his chair. This had to be a joke.
-Yuuhei Hanejima?-His voice sounded strangled. Sozoro looked at him
-Yes. Is he someone you pissed off too Izaya-san?
Izaya felt as if a bucket of cold water would have fallen on him. That was impossible. He had known that Kasuka was going to be in Kyoto in this month, but he had arranged things so the boy would go to Osaka instead. God dammit, he even went as far as to search Hanji yesterday so his crazy manager was indisposed the whole month. So why? Why was Kasuka Heiwajima in Kyoto? And in the same hotel? It was too much to be a simple coincidence. Izaya knew it. Someone was trying to outsmart him.
-We need to leave-He stated. Searching Sozoro´s eyes.
-Is it necessary? The kids already…
-Now-Demanded the informant still feeling the dread near him. If Kasuka was there and achieved to see him he was sure he would recognize him. And he didn't want that. He would tell his brother. He was sure.
-Alright, let me go for the kids then-Answered Sozoro a bit worried. He had never seen his employer in such state of alert.
It had to be something bad.
-Sozoro-san-Izaya called him when he started to walk away, he paused and looked back at him. Red eyes full of something the old man had never seen in Orihara Izaya-Don't take too long. I don't want you to be far from me.
It had to be something really bad.
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