Insane: Questions
"Mmm..." My head is throbbing and it takes me a moment to clear it The first thing I notice is the biting pain. Pain like this is rare for me and very uncomfortable. I try to squirm away from the pain, but instead it escalates and a surprised yelp escapes my throat.
"Calm down Heiwijima-san, you wouldn't want to injure yourself." Panic rises in my chest when I hear the unrecognizable voice and I force my eyes open. I am greeted by a familiar blinding white. When my vision clears my heart begins to pound in my chest, "W-what?" wires are tightly spun around my body, leaving red angry lines. I can't move, If I do The wires will cut through my skin. All I can do is move my head. I franticly look at my surroundings. I am in the room I first woke up in. To be more specific I am lying in a tangled mess of sharp wire on the grimy bed in the white room.
"You have many questions, don't you Heiwijima-san?" The strange voice speaks up again and I struggle to find the source of the voice. No one is there though...I am...alone. "You might have noticed you are alone, but fret not, for I am closer than you may think." I feel my heart pound in my chest and shivers move up my spine. "W-what the hell is this!" I shout out.
"This is a simple test Heiwijima-san."
"A test of what!?" I growl out. Anger boils up through my body and I have the dark urge to kill.
"A test of many things," The voice drones on with no emotion. The voice, which appears to be male, is trying to be smart and It pisses me off. I thrust my body forward and howl out curses as I try to escape the metal nest I am currently trapped in. However, the more I struggle the tighter the wire becomes. Soon I feel warmth seep through my clothes and I knew I was bleeding. "Goddamnit stop ignoring the question and tell me, a test of what!?" My breath hitches, something is squeezing my neck! I stop struggling and take deep breathes to calm myself down.
"That's better, calm down, we don't want you to suffocate." My hands tighten into fists. "Now Heiwijima-san, I am going to ask you a few questions, answer them truthfully and I will remove the wires from your body." I tried to think through the words with all the anger flowing through my body and finally decided I needed to be free of these wires, "ok" I growled out. I continued to look around the room for a camera of a microphone as I waited for the first question. "Question number one," I steeled myself, " what is your favorite memory from when you were a child."
What!? My mind blanked and I looked stupidly ahead. "Take your time Heiwijima-san, and remember tell the absolute truth." Out of everything this maniac could have asked...he asked such an innocent question. I had expected a question about my strength, my work, or even my relationship with the mysterious black rider, but not this. I took a moment to honestly think about the question and then came up with an answer.
"Eating sweet bread with my brother," I answered. For a second there was just silence and fear started to creep up my spine, but then the voice droned on, "Explain." I smiled slightly as memories flooded my mind. "When we were younger our mother would bring me and my brother to the grocery store every Saturday. On the way back I always begged her to buy us sweet bread and she would. We would pick our favorite flavors and then we would walk to the local park to eat them. Me and Ka-my brother would sit on the monkey bars and not even talk, just enjoy each others presence." I sighed and tried to relax. I had almost told a dangerous maniac my little brothers name. "hmm, such a simple memory is your favorite?" The voice asked. "Yeah, I enjoy the simple memories the best." I whispered will a small smile covering my face.
O.O.O
Hours had seemed to pass. After every question was answered the voice announced that it had to analyze the answers. The voice took ages to analyze what seemed like the simplest answers. "What is favorite flavor of sweet bread?"
"Mango."
"Do you read any books?"
"I start them, but never finish."
"What's something that annoys you?"
"When people won't shut up."
God, who was this guy, a therapist? Finally it ended and the voice announced, "Thanks you for your participation Heiwijima-san." I felt relief wash over my body. " I will release you from these wires and we will continue tomorrow, this time with Orihara-san." What!? My breath hitches and a bunch of things fly into my brain at once. This wasn't the end of this torture, Izaya is still here, and on top of that this wasn't his fault. If it was he would be the one interviewing me, and the questions wouldn't have been so innocent. I start to see red and my breathing becomes unsteady. "You Bastard!" I practically screeched. I writhed in my bindings and could feel my cuts reopen. My airway started to close up as wires wrapped around my neck. "Let...me...go..." I manage to wheeze out before everything goes black.
O.O.O
I am horrible stiff when I come too. I can feel every single one of my cuts itch and throb as they try to heal. My tired eyes look around the now dark white room. I am still on the be, though the wires are gone. I am thankful that this man was nice enough to clean my cuts and bandage them instead of letting them fester. The events before I passed out come back to me and I push myself up on the bed. I blink away my fuzzy vision and frantically look around the room.
Izaya, he should be in the same- my thoughts are cut off as I feel something roll into my with a soft groan. Oh how funny. I think in disgust and I turn to look at the man who is currently snuggling into my side. I hesitate and the only reason I don't throw him against the damn wall is because he looks horrible. His face is sickly pale. His shirt is gone and in it's place is gauze, wrapped around his whole torso. I can see ugly blue bruising that will soon be an even uglier brown, underneath the gauze. So Izaya didn't play by the rules huh? I thought as I looked at the bedraggled informant. I scoffed and turned away from Izaya. Why should I care if he got his ass kicked? "Probably deserved it," I mumbled and laid back on the bed. Izaya took that as a sign to use my head as a pillow. I immediately pulled my arm away and moved as far away from the flea as I could. I then turned on my side and closed my eyes. I had to get some rest before tomorrow.
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