It was a normal day in Ikebukuro just like any other day Izaya and Shizuo have a fight against each other "too slow Shizu-chan you just keep missing," Izaya taunted "shut the hell up flea!," Shizuo growled Izaya smirked and hopped to the next building dodging a streetlight Shizuo threw at him "I wish you could just stay quiet!"
You know the saying 'be careful what you wish for or you just might get it' well Shizuo's wish was in action he used as much strength as possible to throw one last street sign at the brunette who dodged it but he lost his balance and fell off the building.
Now Izaya would have been dead if a truck hadn't painfully break his fall he hit the truck it's side before landing flat on his back to the concrete people were screaming one woman,who was a paramedic, ran to him checking his pulse "SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE," she shouted "sir it's going to be okay you're going to a hospital" Izaya's lungs felt like they were shrinking the last thing he heard were sirens before blacking out.
It hurt to see Izaya being put in an ambulance with an oxygen mask he tried to go see him but paramedics kept pushing him away from the ambulance. "We're losing him!" "123 CLEAR" Mairu and Kururi were both crying like crazy hearing the doctors "CLEAR" Shizuo just stared through the window with guilt hanging over him "CLEAR."
Izaya began to slowly opened his eyes at first he didn't know where he was then he recognized his surroundings "Mr. Orihara you're awake," a nurse said Izaya smiled tiredly "Iza-nii" "nii-san" he was happy his younger siblings came to visit him he tried to talk then he realized nothing came out "we're sorry Iza-nii" "truly sorry" "the doctors wanted to choose either you never talked again or walked again and we-we didn't want to see you in a wheelchair" both girls began crying Izaya understood "don't worry girls his voice isn't technically gone it's just that he won't speak any louder than a whisper," the doctor said Izaya's eyes widen this was the worst punishment ever.m
When Mairu and Kururi left Izaya couldn't control his feelings no longer he began to cry silently 'this is all Shizuo's fault I can't talk anymore that monster will pay' he let the tears come more "Izaya it's not the end of the world stop crying" the voice was loud and rough 'speak of the devil' Shizuo walked to the brunette "it's my fault anyway so I can try to make it up to you" Izaya just scowled at the blonde "leave me alone you asshole," Izaya whispered Shizuo's face was full of guilt "I understand why you are mad at me but please let me make it up to you" Izaya just looked away Shizuo left the room.
Two days past and Izaya was healthy enough to leave the hospital and go home he didn't want to be seen by anyone a black motorcycle pulled up next to him [ Izaya you're out of the hospital are you feeling okay?do you want a ride?] Izaya took Celty's pad and started typing {no thanks I'm fine besides the fact I'm practically mute now at least I'm not in a wheelchair} Celty nodded and drove off Izaya began his journey to the subway when he saw the person he hated the most Shizuo. K
The blonde caught sight of Izaya "Izaya we need to talk, look I'm sorry this is all my fault you can't speak clearly let me make it up to you" Izaya took out his cellphone {you can't make it up for me at all thanks to you my career is going to be destroyed the job I have requires me to speak and I'll most likely stay mute for the rest of my life the only way can make it up to me is dying in a fire!} Shizuo sighed and took out his lighter Izaya realized he was trying to set himself on fire the brunette immediately grabbed the lighter and threw it "are you crazy!," he mouthed "hey you said the only way to make it up to you was to die in a fire" Izaya face palmed.
Izaya laid in bed that night thinking of a way Shizuo can make up for the accident when he heard a noise in the living room grabbing his flick blade only to find no one using his hearing he heard breathing above him and threw his knife at the ceiling but the person dodged he realized it was an assassin. The assassin used rope darts to tie his hands using another knife he cut the rope and ran out the apartment.