A/N: Sorry about the long wait! Anyways~, I have a laptop now, so I'll be updating more often. I'll have the next chapter up whenever. It'll go up sooner, though, if someone reviews ;D
Clapping into Awareness
Clap. Clap. Clap.
I smirked at the blond standing up before Shinra and I. That was quite a-
Wait a second, I froze as a young Shizu-chan turned to glare over to where I sat on the bike rack beside Shinra. What the hell is going on? Am I dreaming this? 'Cause last I checked, this happened on my first day of high school. And I was just resting quite happily on the sidewalk after being squished by a vending machine. Nothing is adding up here.
"That's Izaya Orihara. He went to our middle school. He's not a good guy... Actually, he's kind of an asshole." Shinra chirped happily to the monster.
"That's awful, Shinra," I stated, looking away from the two friends. My smirked remained firm the whole time. What the hell is going on here?
"No, no, I didn't mean it in a bad way-"
"You piss me off."
I smirked, glancing over at Shizu-chan as I relaxed slightly on my perch. Wow, was that seriously the first thing Shizu-chan said to me. Maybe we should try and spice things up a bit; if this is a dream, it won't matter. "You were right, Shin-chan," I threw the spontaneous nickname in for extra measure, and I could feel that mischievous glint take hold in my eyes. "He is hot." Which, is not a l- Wait a second there. Thoughts, don't get ahead of yourself.
Shizuo narrowed his hazel eyes in my direction, lips pursed and nose scrunched in thought. /Ha, how adorable little Shizu-chan is./ One of his eyebrows quirked up a little, silence still abundant around us. His gaze remained skeptical on me before it shifted to Shinra and eased a little. "Shinra, I have to go to work. Can you handle getting yourself to cram school?" The brunette nodded eagerly as his faux blond friend shifted his gaze to me. "Nice meeting you, Izaya." He ground out before turning away and stalking off.
Hmm, a civil Shizu-chan. I could get uses to this.
"Hey, Izaya," Shinra spoke up, interrupting my thoughts. "What are you doing today? I know you don't have cram school, so-"
I turned to look at him, smirking, "Shin-chan, are you trying to ask me on a date, perhaps?" I chuckled as the future doctor's face became a vibrant crimson color, rather close to that of my v-neck tee shirt. "I have to watch Mairu and Kururi today, Shinra. Sorry."
I don't even know if that's the truth. Oh well! If this is my dream, I can make it true! Besides, if I remember correctly, which I typically do, ours parents were out of town around this time.
Shinra nodded, "Okay. Well, would you want to hang out with Shizuo and I after school tomorrow? It's Wednesday, so we all get out at one. And, I don't have cram school, so we could meet up at that pizza shop near my house." The brunet's suggestion was so innocent, I honestly couldn't stop myself from nodding. I am such a pushover around Shinra sometimes. Gosh.
"Well, see you tomorrow, Izaya!" Shinra called happily, moving to scamper away. "Stay out of trouble!"
I snorted as the brunet continue to run away, "You're like a mother hen, Shin-chan!" I yelled back, smirking as he laughed. "Tell Celty I said hi~!"
I watched as he stumbled slightly at the name, turning back looking rather embarrassed. Ah, how wonderful that he still has that stupid crush here. I still have something to use against him. He blushed heavily before nodding and rushing away, much to my amusement.
My trip to my old home was very uneventful. Like, uneventful to the extreme. I was utterly bored as I stalked along the streets to my home. If this is supposed to be my dream, why is it so dull? I thought as I walked home sulkingly.
I flung the door open when I was in front of the nicely sized house, kicking my shoes off and flinging my jacket to the floor. The day started out fun, and now... I have to deal with them. I shuddered as I tried to shut the door lightly. Although after the ruckus I made coming in, there was no use.
"Iza-nii!" The ever annoying voice of Mairu called as she rushed down the stairs with Kururi by her side. The other twin's face was vacant of emotion at that moment, but Mairu's had enough excitement for the both of them. Trust me.
"Izaya... Home." [Welcome home, Izaya.] Kururi greeted in her own odd way, stopping before me with Mairu. They both looked on me expectantly- or at least Mairu did, Kururi barely showed much emotion at the moment, other than a slight flicker of happiness in the depths of her eyes- waiting for something. Something I hadn't done for years.
I smiled at them, a minuscule version of the expression on my lips. "Hello, imouto." I muttered, hugging them both lightly before pushing past them to go upstairs.
"Iza-nii!" Mairu whined, grabbing my hand, Kururi gripping the other. "There are two of us!"
I rolled my eyes. So, it's this argument, now is it? "You can't be two separate people; you're only two halves of a whole. You are one person, henceforth why I say imouto instead of Mai-chan and Kuru-chan. Two bodies, one little sister." I said firmly, yanking my hands from their grasps to head up to my room. "Come get me whenever you are ready for dinner; I'll order pizza."
And with those words, I entered my "cave", as it was once called. And I began my afternoon session of people watching. I walked over to my desk before the large window in the far wall, plopping down into my favorite spinny chair. I closed my laptop so I could get a better view, pulling open the center drawer all the while. I reached into it blindly, hoping to grab my binoculars.
My palm was suddenly filled with immense pain as I gripped the blade of one of knives that had been left open. I yelped quietly in pain, retracting my hand and scooting away from the desk to glare at my now torn open palm. And all the blood flowing from it.
But that didn't bother me. What bothered me was all the pain.
