Hey guys, chapter two. Again it's just a revised version, since I was awful at writing when I wrote this. Seriously, I noticed so many flaws that it's ridiculous.
These chapters are short, but they pick themselves up and get longer as they go on, so don't worry. If a chapters short, a new chapter should follow behind, well that is depending on whether my brain decides to fart on me or not. :p
Disclaimer poop: don't own durarara! or its characters.
"I'm Cecile...And..you?" I couldn't bring myself to say my sir name.I had spent many years trying to erase the old "me", so I couldn't let the memories in now.
I faked a smile,knowing it looked absolutely impudent, "I'm Izaya; Izaya Orihara." He had a cynical sort of stare. As doubtful of something I was un-aware of.I knew he was indicating that I forgot to mention my last name, in the form of which he said, 'Orihara,' But I erased that part of me, there was no way I could talk to anyone about it. It wasn't like I wanted to anyways.
He laughed, "What's with that smile? Is it a joke?" I sighed, feeling a bit agitated at my failure. I wanted to impress Izaya, but I wasn't quite sure how one would do so.
He looked a bit sullen that I was speaking so little, "Jeez, don't talk my ear off. Why don't we head to my apartment, Cecile with no sir name? Aha!" I had figured out something about my roommate - He constantly cracked jokes. Nor were they that great.
He gestured me forward, and so I followed. I found it surprisingly normal that he had an apartment. He looked successful enough to own something better. Izaya laughed randomly and swung his arms around. I just stood there staring at him awkwardly but ceased to respond to it. I was about to comment on how weird he was, but then I realized it might be best to get to know him before judging him like an idiot.
He stopped and glared at me, that looked a bit devilish, or so that's what it seemed to me. He was trying to cheer me up, "Not happy today are we?" I was bemused. He just waited for some sort of answer, while I sat there unable to come up with one, "Cranky! And when I just agreed to YOUR deal." I snapped back at him unintentionally, "I'm not cranky -" I then realized I was giving sass and rephrased, "I'm not cranky, just thinking over stuff." He gave me a strange look which was starting to make me feel awkward. It was like his eyes were staring straight through my soul. (Dramatic Cecile) I looked at him, and looked away in the next second, noticing my face was beat red. I was trying to hide my face, knowing I looked more embarrassed than anything else.
I wasn't really embarrassed, just his glare was making me feel uncomfortable,"Stop that. It's awkward.." I said, looking every direction, my eyes wandering back and forth, glaring at him in the corners of my eyes.
He laughed and I turned to look at him abruptly, "Wow! The company who put you up to this must've forgot the part where you absolutely despise me?" I glared back at him, a bit confused.
" I never had any company "force" me to do anything.. What would make you think that?" He chuckled at the look on my face. Did I look suspicious or something?
I felt like I wasn't in control at all,"Who makes a deal with no conditions? It's quite obvious."
"It's nothing like that.. I just - I don't even know who I am anymore. I erased everything. It's gone. All of it."