"YOU...YOUR SOULLESS!" The man screamed at the top of his lungs as if he could be saved. As if he could be rescued from my grasp. I had tied him up and had left him on the floor vowing to kill him later. But he just crossed the line.

The knife in my hand twitched.

I was being called soulless again. I looked at the man who dared utter such words. This wasn't the first time. I have always been called heartless, ruthless, and especially soulless. Was I really that cruel? I didn't let my doubt show on my face, I was to far gone to even care if it did though.

"Soulless?" I harshly whispered loudly enough to be heard. "YOU are soulless. EVERYONE IS SOULLESS!" I laughed like a maniac. I gazed into the man's horrified eyes almost crying from my laughter. My eyes were blue, as blue as the sea some would say. But that would mean I would be being called water. And water is an empty abyss. Just as empty as people say I am.

I raised my knife and dug it into his skull. Once. Twice. Three times. I was laughing all the way.

This man had lied, said he loved me. Said he didn't care about anyone else. That was when I saw him with another girl, making love to her in OUR BED. I had said I was off on business but decided to come back early to find that scene before me. After killing the girl where she lay, I tied my fake-beloved up. I was going to kill him later. But he uttered the words I hated the most.

My blonde hair fell into my eyes while tears made their way down my face. I began to weep uncontrollably. After a few minutes a heard police sirens. "The neighbors must have heard us." I said aloud through sobs. Then I smiled widely, laughing. Laughing again. Everyone was soulless. Thats right. It wasn't me, it was never me. That's when the police burst through my door.

"Chiyo Ai, female, age 23."

I was holding a sign with numbers on it while getting my picture taken. The last few days were a blur, and when the police questioned me all I would do was laugh. What else could I do? Then in walked two large men into the room I was in. They took my arms. I dropped the sign. I thought about trying to break free but instead I let tears run down my face. I dropped my head down.

Next thing I knew I was in a room with all white walls and everything felt plushy. After being pushed in by the two large men, they shut a door that seemed when closed, like it was never there to begin with. Like I had no escape.

"Where am I?"

That's when I realized it. I'm in an insane asylum. Does this make me insane? I looked at my hand and rolled all over the floor laughing.

"Soulless! I was never the soulless one!" Suddenly I stopped. I looked around the room I was in once more, hoping something was in here with me. I was alone in this empty room. Empty. Just like me. Empty. Empty. Empty.

I began to scream. Tears rolling down my face. Two shapes coming in the room. I stopped my crying and smiled widely when I saw them. It's not empty anymore. I'm not empty. I ran and jumped onto one of the figures. Holding onto it like my life depended on it. Once again tears came as quickly back as they had stopped. That's when the figure talked to me.

"Are you okay?" The mans voice wasn't cruel. It was soft and nice. I looked up into his eyes. Red flames met empty blues. He had sharp hair that was a deep black. He was wearing a jacket with beige colored fur around the hood, wrists, and bottom. Along with a black v neck and black pants. I nodded and kept looking as if entranced.

"Could you let go of me...it's kind of tight." I released my grip on him.

"Oi flea, leave her alone. Lets go since she's calmed down." The man next to him said. He had blonde hair and honey colored eyes. He also was wearing a bartenders uniform.

That's when I realized they were going to leave. They were going to leave me. To be in this empty abyss. The place as cold as my heart. Suddenly the man I had been hugging slapped his accomplice. The slapped man quickly recovered and yelled loudly at the red eyed man.

"DAMN YOU IZAYA! Your lucky this was the only job I could find." The blonde growled.

"Tch, your a monster so I don't even know how you got this job. Besides, you shouldn't be so rude Shizu-chan. She obviously doesn't want to be alone."

I giggled suddenly and both of the men turned to look at me. "Izaya. Shizu-chan." I said in a sing-song voice. These two were so kind. So kind. Kind. I tilted my head and smiled at them both. "I like you. Your both so kind." Tears rolled down past my smile.

"Oi! Flea she's crying. She even took your stupid nickname for me."

Izaya took off his coat and put it on me as if it would protect me. He rubbed my back and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry I love you, because I love all humans." I looked into his eyes. "No.." I whispered. Shaking my head I began to speak now my voice cracking through the words.

"I'm ruthless, I'm soulless, I'm a heartless empty monster!"

Izaya looked shocked at first and then...and then Izaya laughed. To other people it must've looked like he was crazy..but I loved it. It enchanted me. His laugh.

"I think her mind has twisted around! There's only one person like that and it's Shizu-chan!"

I saw the blonde twitch and make his hands into fists.

"Flea do you have a death wish?!" He yelled at Izaya.

Izaya shook his head. "Quite the opposite, I want immortality."

Shizu-chan looked horrified. "This world couldn't take an eternity of YOU!"

Then I laughed. I laughed until my sides hurt.

"I love you! I love you Izaya! Shizu-chan is the monster! I knew it couldn't be me!"

I saw Izaya freeze at my words.

Then I ran up to Shizu-chan and hugged him.

"Oi! My name is Shizuo...and what are you doing?!"

That's when I whispered in his ear. "Your a monster. A monster. An empty soulless monster. The one that I was." I laughed.

Shizuo shoved me off him and just growled at me. Izaya finally broke out of his frozen state.

"You love me back? A human loves me back?" He blinked as if it was new information he had never heard before. Then there was a minute of silence.

Then I blink. "I'm a human?" I ask suddenly breaking the depths of this silence.

Now they were both looking at me. I tilted my head. "What else would you be?" Izaya asked cautiously.

"I don't know." I say, because truly I couldn't remember anything since that night my fake-beloved betrayed me.