10 Days of Redemption
by tsukicchan
Chapter 1
Messed-up
I can't tell why I get to run in this state.
I can't tell why I feel fear consuming my mind little by little.
This whole things I've just experienced, is a really messed-up way of God saying to me that I have to go through the border I never want to touch. It seems that I can't get a hold of my own mind on why I'm actually doing this. I don't even know that my body starts to tremble even though I only bring one person in my arms. Even when all these rain fiercely poured on me, cloud still make me confused. I don't think it is necessary for me to give this raven in my arms attention—or even for actually caring on what happened to him. But my heart—which apparently corrupting my mind—told me otherwise and starts to give me command on helping him.
Now, my mind seems to be a little bit busy to search for an answer. The question is not that hard. `What are you doing to your mortal enemy?` It's not like I have a complicated algebraic brain—like someone I mentioned in my mind—giving a really difficult question for my own life. No, this is a really simple question that leads me on nothing but deeper abyss. I can't see the answer ahead until the extent where I let my heart lead me the way.
Tch, this is damn annoying. You're annoying, flea
And without realizing it, I've clenched my grip on his lifeless body.
Shinra told me to put him on his surgery room. He gave me a skeptical look but ignored me on the behalf of rescuing his best friend. Hell, I don't even do anything to that flea. Or if, I said IF, I really did something to him, I wouldn't even bother to bring him to the underground doctor. I will gladly let him rotting inside the alleyway he usually lurking on. But then, on one of those alleyway I dreamt to be his grave, I found him lying there, lifeless, with blood all over his almost-dead body. Rain washed it, but I didn't see any improvement in his appearance. He is all red, almost like his eyes irises were all over him. Somehow, those crimson-red color annoyed me. You know, it reminds me on that flea's arrogant looks when he successfully fool or pushed me to the edge. But then, those crimson-red color also shocked me and actually activated my mind to do all those things until the moment where I finally got here.
Things ran on my mind when suddenly, a gentle pat on my shoulder wake me up from my deep thought. Well, I never thought that I think really hard for the sake of that flea. He must be really proud. Damn proud. Speak of the devil.
"You're gonna ask me about the flea, right?" I rub my temple when she give me a single nod.
"[So—what exactly happened, Shizuo?]" Finally, she asked me. No, someone asked me to explain things. Those judgemental people would never allow me to explain. They blamed me on all rampage happened. But this—woman, I should call—didn't have those prejudice on me. It makes me realized that she is the only one I know for calmly analyzing the circumstances. That is actually one of my reason to consider her as my close friend.
"Well, you know, I saw him lying on the alleyway near my apartment with blood covered his body. It seems like someone was great enough to stab that flea" I told her the truth. Well, its not like I ever told her a lie, but well, people won't believe me easily, especially when it is related to an informant named Orihara Izaya.
Silence wrapped us for God know how long. I saw her smoke on the corner of my eye. Now, if she had an expression, she will eventually give me a skeptical look. Like her lover did to me. But well, it's good that she is actually didn't have any expression. Glad to know that her head is not in this place.
"[Okay I believe in you. But are you sure you don't do anything?]"
"You said that you believed me" I give her a glare. She flinched a bit and began to type on her PDA, adding her words.
"[Yes, I believe in you. Double check]" Yeah, she's really good on jokes. I'm laughing on my mind when she tapped her PDA.
"[So, did you see anyone strange near the alleyway?]"
"Nope" I hang my head on the sofa and looked on the ceiling before I answered her. "I found him almost in midnight, so no one was in my apartment complex. Besides, it might be hours before my arrival when he was stabbed. Well, like I care though" I give her the I-don't-check-him-before-I-got-here look, and she was only give me an `okay` word before Shinra appeared on the living room.
"He is alive" Well bad news. "But he is really weak" A little bit good news.
"[What happened to his body?]"
"Hmm" he gave me and Celty his thoughtful face, completing his information in his own mind to give us explanation. "You see, he was most likely being stabbed and then shot for 3 times. Well, my first thought was you giving him a blow after all those years of playing tag. But then, you will never stab and shot someone, right Shizuo? It's not like you do use knives and guns" his goofy smile decorated his face and it makes me slightly annoyed on his accusation. Even if his last sentence was slightly true.
"Hmm, yeah. I don't bother on preparing guns and knives special for that flea. He is not worth-it" I said to the brunette and his lover while getting myself up from the couch.
"So—I think it's time to get back" I give them one last look when Shinra telling me on my back that he will contact me when that Flea get up.
Hell, like I care.
A/N
Gyapooooo~~ tsukicchan de~~su~~
kyaaa~ So happy to know for the alerts and review :"3
I'm also really happy to know that people are giving a good response for the prologue ehe~
I decided to actually change the plot because ideas suddenly popped-out from my mind.
Well, night is always my time hahah~
I'll be really glad to receive reviews on my writing, since English is not my language. I'm kinda pretty sure there's a lot of grammatical mistakes ._.
Also, I'll gladly accept your thoughts about this story :3
Last but not least, thanks for reading~~ w
-tsuki