"365."
It's been a whole year. A whole year since…
"Hello, Shizu-chan~"
"What do you want now flea?"
"I can't just drop by and say hi? How is Ikebukuro's famous monster doing today?"
"I'm not in the mood today."
"Oh? I can change that."
Suddenly I felt something like a rock hit the back of my head.
"IZAAAAAYAAAA!"
I couldn't control myself anymore, I ran after that damn louse. He was fast but today I was determined to catch him.
"Catch me if you can Shizu-chan!"
He started laughing like a maniac and that only fueled me more! I wasn't gonna give up until I had him by the neck!
"Get back here, you coward!"
"Why do you call me such names Shizu-chan? It's quite hurtful!" he mocked me.
"Because you annoy the living hell out of me and everyone else! You ruin everyone's lives!"
"How could you say that? I love my little humans!" he laughed again, but it sounded different.
Then something happened. Izaya tripped. Izaya tripped. Izaya doesn't trip, hell he doesn't even stumble. Every step he takes is perfect, never a hint of distraction or fault. He's precise, so then how did this happen.
I gave me a chance, so I quickly picked him up, pinning him against the hard brick wall.
"Congratulations. Shizu-chan caught me. What is the beast of Bukuro going to do now?" he darkly chuckled.
I raised my fist and I saw him flinch when I brought it down into the spot right next to his. When he opened his eyes he stared at my fist that was still impaled in the wall, then back at me with wide eyes.
"What happened to wanting me dead? I though you wanted to kill me with your own hands! Or are you really just like all the other weak little humans?"
"STOP!" I shoved him again, "Just stop. I'm done."
"What do you mea-"
"I mean I'm done, Izaya! I'm done with your shit! I'm done going after you! I'm tired of it all! You…you're just not worth it. You never were and you never will be. I can't believe it took me this long to figure it out…"
"Shizu…" his already quite voice faded.
"Don't…don't even start with that stupid name. I don't care if you keep trying to bug me after this. I won't even try anymore."
I pulled my fist back and let go of his jacket. I didn't even want to look at his face. I turned away and didn't even look back.
"Shizu-chan wait!" he grabbed my arm.
"You're pathetic Izaya." Then he released his grip.
That night Izaya went home. He didn't even think about what had happened. He went straight to his medicine cabinet. He saw prescription pills that he was supposed to be taking, but never did.
He thought he should finally take all those pills he was supposed to take long ago.
He then went to the kitchen to find a small but sharp knife, just in case.
He couldn't even make it to his room anymore, so he settled for the couch.
Izaya only wanted to do one more thing, so he pulled out his phone and dialed a number that he always called. After a few rings, it picked up.
"Yo, this is Shizuo. Can't talk now, but leave a message."
"Goodbye…Shizu…"
His hand fell limp and the blood from his wrist dripped and dripped and dripped.
"Ah crap. My battery is dead."
"What's up Shizuo-kun?" Tom-san walked over.
"Someone called, but my phone died."
"Did you see who it was?"
"No. Eh, it probably wasn't important anyways."
Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me what was going on?
Why Izaya?
Why…