Red.
Red is our colour.
Red is the only thing we have in common.
Me and that information broker, Izaya Orihara.
It is the colour my eyes turn when I use Saika.
It is the only colour he wears with his black and grey.
It is the colour of the blood we cause people to shed, whether we are directly involved or not.
Besides that we have nothing.
He loves everyone, I can't love.
He knows so much about people he can predict several moves ahead to the point that he knows exactly what a person he has never met will think and do after a simple sentence. I can only take what I already know and act accordingly, never knowing what to do when a situation arises that I haven't experienced.
He is the type of person that someone like me, a parasite, would live and thrive off of.
Perhaps that is the reason that I feel the need to be near him.
Whatever my reasons, I cannot figure out why he lets me stay. Why he lets me live off him, why he has me live with him, why he lets me tell him that he isn't allowed to do anything that could lead back to Masaomi and Mikado. Nor can I figure out why, when I finally leave, he searches me out and tells me to come back.
He doesn't seem to want what any other person did. My father, a source to let out his anger; Mika, someone to make her look better; Mr. Nasujima, my body. And that is exactly the problem, I don't know what he wants from me, so I don't know how to act.
I've asked him. Several times. Everytime he replies with one of his smiles and says 'If you want to know you'll have to pay.'
I then ask him how he expects me to do that when he had me quit my job when he moved me into his apartment. To this he just smiles again and goes back to whatever he was doing.
Even Saika, who wants to love everyone, doesn't know whether she should cut because she loves him or because he annoys the hell out of her.
Maybe he does this all because Saika and I interest him. He wants to study me to figure us out, to use us once he does. Maybe Izaya and me are more similar than I first thought and he sees those similarities. Maybe he just does it all to get on Masaomi and Mikado's nerves, that suits his personality.
Yet throughout everything I feel like I do know the reason why he does all of this and why I want and accept it.
Okay, so, first time doing a little blurb thing at the end of a story. Well, first things first, I hope you enjoyed it. Even if only a little. It wasn't exactly where I was planning to go, but, oh well. I've been working on this one for quite a while, hard to believe since it's only about 500 words. I was trying to make it longer, but it just wouldn't happen, same with a lot of my stories as of late. But, to the point of the blurb, I really do enjoy writing, so if anyone has anything they want me to write about, feel free to ask and I will try my hardest to do so.