Emma: O/O Oh. Oh my. I actually got reviews. Oh. My. This is about as good as Shizaya becoming cannon. Oh. Oh my. *Passes out on the floor*
Izaya: *Kicks at her body* I can escape now! *Try's to run away but an electric fence blocks him from leaving * Damn her…
Shizuo: Tch stupid flea. She's had this all planned out. You sure she ain't your cousin or something?
Izaya: I'd rather die than be related to her and that is saying a lot. -_-#
Emma: Okay okay I can pull myself together! Thank you sooo much everyone! I promise to try and update regularly! Oh my thank you so much! ^w^ *Cyber hugs you all* By the way there will be character deaths in this chapter so you have been warned! Take it away Iza-Chan!
Izaya: -_-# Emma. DOESN'T OWN anything but the idea for this fanfic.
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After leaving the room the two walked the empty halls, looking into open doors for anyone. The place seemed empty and yet there was still the uneasy feeling that there was someone there. Watching. Waiting. "Shizu-chan, can you help me get out of this thing? I'd be much more help with it off ne~." Izaya tried for the hundredth time to get the blonde to help him out of the strait jacket. As of now no success. But if you were in this situation with THE conniving, twisted, and disturbed Orihara Izaya would you have let him walk free without it? Shizuo stopped and looked down at Izaya, glaring. "What did I fucking say about annoying me you parasite! STOP CALLING ME THAT GOD AWFUL NAME!" Shizuo yelled pressing his forehead to the informants. His golden eyes held a glare so fierce it would have house trained a lion in a matter of seconds. But, like always, Izaya was unaffected.
"Shizu-chan do you mind, you have morning breath." Izaya stated taking a step back. Without even getting a chance to blink Izaya was lifted into the air and thrown like a rag doll. Slamming into a door, the informant winced groaning at the pain that was brewing in the back of his skull. Okay. I did deserve that one. Stomping through the musty hall way Shizuo picked the skinny young man up off the floor and held him high in the air. "That was your first and final warning flea. If you so much as breath the wrong way I'll toss you in one of those rooms and lock the damn door!" Shizuo snarled giving Izaya a glare he had never seen before. It sent a small chill down his spine, but he would never admit that to anyone. His glare held promise and just pure hatred.
Ouch. I actually think that hurts more than having a vending machine thrown at me… Rolling his eyes, the raven nodded opening his mouth to speak when he was interrupted by a disturbed laugh. Both their eyes flew open in confusion. Where had the laugh come from? Or more importantly who the hell was it coming from? "Hello?" Shizuo asked dropping the parasite of the Earth on the floor. He took a few steps forward examining the empty hallway. Nothing there but flickering lights and some more rooms. "We have to check the rooms. It might be someone inside the room not out." Izaya pointed out, getting up with grace even for someone bounded in an itchy strait jacket. Izaya took the left, Shizuo the right both looking into each window.
Pressing his face into the darkened room, Shizuo couldn't help but worry a bit. What exactly was he going to tell Tom about not showing for work? He could still recall Tom's words from last night vividly. "Shizuo I need you to come into work early tomorrow. We have a very important job to do and I need you here on time." Even though the blonde was always there on time he felt the need to be there earlier on account of Tom's urgency. Or at least he HAD wanted to be there earlier than normal. Now he was stuck in some strange place that smelled like 'bukuro on a summer day when the crowds were heavy and the garbage had yet to be picked up. And to make matters worse. He was with the damn flea he has been trying so hard to kill.
"Shizu-chan. Shizu-chan!" Izaya hissed in a whisper, pushing at the ex-bartenders back. "Huh?" the blonde faced the flea, who was motioning at the door with urgency. "What is it? Speak up flea!" barked the blonde. Izaya's eyes widened in anger, shaking his head no. "What is it!" he shouted shoving the raven aside. Looking into the window he saw nothing but an empty room that was lit poorly, turning the room a sick murky yellow. "There's no one in here you dam-" Shizuo stumbled backwards when a pair of beady black eyes stared at him with interest, laughing. "Wow. What the fuck?" Shizuo took a step closer to the door watching as the beady eyes left. After five minutes the face with the beady eyes stepped into the center of the room spinning in circles muttering to them self.
"Hey flea, ain't that the chick that's always with that guy. You know. Her guy is your secretary's brother or something." Shizuo recalled bits and pieces. He faintly remembered the women at Izaya's apartment the day he went after the flea for stealing his shades and phone. She was a fucking ice queen, telling me I had to make an appointment to see the flea. Some major bull shit if you ask me.
Shizuo picked up Izaya so he could see the window better. Izaya had to hold back yelling at the Neanderthal for holding him up like some child that wanted to watch a performance. "That's Harima Mika. Her boyfriend is Yagiri Seiji. I would applaud you for knowing that much but alas my hands are tied. Literally." Izaya hinted in hopes of being released from the itchy restraints!
How the insane enjoyed this damn thing he will never know. Rolling his eyes, Shizuo tossed Izaya aside watching the girl. He already forgot her name so he decided to just call her girl tell he felt it necessary to learn her name. "I'll let her out." Shizuo murmured a loud. "Wait what?" Izaya looked up at the blonde with wide crimson eyes. Is he crazy? Does he want to die! "Shizuo wait!" Izaya shouted. Too late. When the door went flying out ran the crazy girl screaming and giggling. "Two dead boys got up to fight! Back to back they faced each other! Hehehahahehe!" the girl cackled then ran the opposite way gone in a matter of seconds.
"What the hell is her problem?" asked Shizuo furrowing his brows in confusion. Izaya shook, his mask fallen. Two dead b-boys? I've heard that somewhere. I know I have j-just where? The informant trembled, that feeling of fear returning. Uneasy pits of pain befell his stomach. Something wasn't right at all. "Oi! Flea! Can you fucking hear me? What was she talking about?" Shizuo shouted getting extremely annoyed with the raven haired parasite.
Izaya blinked at the direction the girl went faintly seeing a figure calmly stride down the hall. "Shizuo. We need to run. Fast. Now." Izaya blinked once more at the figure that grew larger and larger with each coming step. "What why? Hey look maybe that's someone that can help us. Hey! Over here!" Shizuo shouted. No you idiot! That's probably one of the bastards that put us here! Thinking fast Izaya head butted Shizuo hard and shoved him into the wall. This should definitely piss him off. "Hey Shizu-chan want to know what I heard from Shinra the other day? He told me you had a HUGE crush on me!" Izaya shouted taking off in the opposite direction of the man that would soon close in on them. At least he believed it was a man. All he could properly see was a bloodied lab coat and black boots.
As if on cue Izaya's ears rang with the sound of his name being shouted a loud. "IZZZAAAAAYYYYAAAAAAA!" Shizuo snapped chasing after the scrawny informant. "Come on Shizu-chan see if you can keep up!" Izaya laughed making a right into a hallway strewn with fallen medical equipment. Pulling off perfect parkour precision, Izaya successfully made it pass the obstacles without falling victim to fatigue. "GET BACK HERE YOU FLEA!" Shizuo shouted while hurling a wheel chair at the informant. Dodging the air borne wheelchair, Izaya kept running not looking back. We need to distance ourselves from that man. He's bad news I know it.
Making a left on to a new hallway Izaya stopped and stared in shock. So much red. Crimson red tainted the wall causing the peeling paint to down a new color. The artist was skillfully adding more red to the walls with his hands, a sick grin on his face. The source of his unlimited paint, two poorly sliced open corpse. A boy and a girl with eyes wide open, the fear still evident in their eyes. Maybe I was wrong about my humans. Maybe they can't be as predictable as I thought. Izaya watched the boy, Ryugamine Mikado, dip his hand into the open cadavers and add more blood to the already dripping wall. "I'll tell you a tale I know nothing about. The admission is free, so pay at the door. Now pull up a chair and sit on the floor." Mikado whispered in a rushed voice. Poem! That's what it was. It was a poem. But I don't recall who told me it. Quietly backing away from the blood coated scene Izaya turned only to bump into a warm torso. Shizuo watched with dull eyes at the scene before him.
Oh man. I know that kid. Kyohei told me about that kid. He never said the kid was fucking insane. Fuck I want to go to my shitty apartment! This place is twisted. I've only been here maybe an hour or two and so far this place is a fucking nightmare! What else could be here? Both Izaya and Shizuo quietly watched the former innocent teenager mutter to himself, painting the walls over and over on the same spots he passed with blood not long ago. "Mikado." Izaya whispered softly, watching the Dollars leader with confused eyes. Stopping the brunette turned his head and faced the two. His eyes were wide and like Mika were black, holding no trace of his chocolate eye color. Speckles of blood dried on the left side of his cheek and lips. The boy no longer looked as kind as he used to.
"One bright day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other. Drew their swords and shot each other!" laughed Mikado taking off into the darkness of the hallway he had painted.
Izaya's heart kept beating way too loud for him to hear anything. He knew his mask was gone. Nonexistent, but he didn't care right now. All he did care about was death. He feared it. It was one thing he knew he could label with the emotion of fear. Death. It would consume him in this place. "N-no way. That's impossible." Shizuo's voice rang with disbelief. The ex-bartender had given up on trying to get Izaya out of his trance and decided to check out who the bodies were. He nearly fell over with shock and disbelief.
The poor souls who lost their lives were Vorona and Tom. His friends. Grant it he wasn't very close to Vorona but Tom? Tom was one of his closest friends. How the hell had such a scrawny twerp taken down Tom AND Vorona? It wasn't possible. It couldn't be possible. He wouldn't allow it to be possible. This kid couldn't have taken down Vorona and Tom. It's not possible…Right? Even though he had a hard time believing this punk could kill his friends deep down he knew that the teen did do it. No matter how hard he wanted not to believe it he knew logic didn't apply here. The only rule that did apply in this hell was insanity above all else. Logic would be your down fall in this unstable domain. And it scared the hell out of Shizuo. Strength could help them on their journey yes, but when would it be made void of all its uses. Pushing all the buzzing thoughts aside, that only helped piss him off, he leaned down and gently closed the frightened wide eyes of his deceased friends.
It was a tough pill to swallow but he would have to get over it quickly and move on. Turning his attention to Izaya, Shizuo was shocked to find the informant with a blank gaze. Flea's been pretty damn quiet. Maybe he's gone crazy too? Sending the back of his left hand flying it impacted Izaya's cheek roughly causing a loud smack to sound through the silent halls. Izaya winced holding his cheek. What the hell was that for? Growling the informant glared harshly at the body guard with anger bubbling over. "Why the hell did you just back hand me you stupid protozoan!"
"I thought you went crazy. You weren't talking. Normally you never shut your trap for more than a second."
"So you brought it upon yourself to slap me? It's official your stupider then I thought!" Izaya yelled uncharacteristically. Shizuo was taken aback by Izaya's outburst. He looks pale and I think he's shaking. I think. Maybe Izaya's scared? Tch yea right. And maybe Celty is actually half tooth fairy! Wait…Actually that may be true…I should ask her when we get out of this mess. Grumbling to himself Shizuo gets behind Izaya and rips off the restraints in one swift movement, freeing the parasite of the world.
Izaya watched Shizuo grab a semi-clean white sheet and gently place it over the dead bodies. Shizuo have a heart? Who knew. "The kid. He was saying something about two dead boys. The other girl said the same thing before she hauled ass. What were they talking about?" Shizuo mumbled looking down the long dark hallway. Only a single light flickered deep within the darkness but neither of two made any attempt to step into the darkened hall. "It's a poem. I've heard it before. I believe it goes Ladies and gentleman, skinny and stout. I'll tell you a tale I know nothing about. The admission is free so pay at the door, now pull up a chair and sit on the floor." Izaya furrowed his brows and inhaled trying to recall the poem to the best of his abilities. "One bright day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other, pulled out their swords and shot each other. A blind man came to watch fair play, a mute man came to shout 'Hooray!', a deaf policeman heard the noise and came to stop those two dead boys.
Pausing for a breath Izaya looked up at Shizuo finding the blonde was actually paying attention to him. Izaya looked down hiding the faint blush that dusted his cheeks, he felt so exposed under Shizuo's gaze. Clearing his throat he kept his gaze low and continued the poem. "He lived on the corner in the middle of the block, in a two-story house on a vacant lot. A man with no legs came walking by, and kicked the lawman in his thigh. He crashed through a wall without making a sound, into a dry creek bed and suddenly drowned. The long black hearse came to cart him away, but he ran for his life and is still gone today. I watched from the corner of the big round table, the only eyewitness to facts of my fable. But if you doubt my lies are true, just ask the blind man, he saw it too." Izaya glared at his feet still confused by the origin of his knowing the poem. Perhaps he came across it when he was doing research and just read it for the kicks? Or maybe his class read it in high school and now was when it hit him? It frustrated the informant not knowing where the hell he had heard the poem.
"It doesn't make any sense." Mumbles Shizuo angered by the stupidity of the poem. Izaya looked up at the blonde and rolled his eyes. "That's the point. It's a form of poetry called nonsense rhyme I believe. It's not supposed to be logical. However there are people that say there is a hidden meaning behind the poem itself when it's a nonsense rhyme." Izaya shrugged and looked down at the flickering light. A yelp climbed its way out of Izaya's throat, eyes widening at a figure similar to the one before standing under the light. "Shizu-chan he's there! We need to go!" Izaya shouted tugging on Shizuo's torn sleeve. Shizuo shoved Izaya aside glaring at him. "Don't touch me flea. And what do you mean he's there? I don't see anyone." Growled an angered Shizuo. Izaya hissed frustrated at the simpleton and pointed at the light. "See you idiot!"
"No I don't see. There's no one there you damn flea. Now will you let go of me!" Yelled the monster of Ikebukuro, knocking the raven on to the floor with anger. Izaya looked back to the light and winced on the inside. He was wrong. And Shizuo was right. There was no one there. "Let's go this way. Maybe we can find a cafeteria or something. I'm starving." Grumbled Shizuo walking down the hallway that was lit brightly. It was comforting knowing there was light but it was uncomfortable walking around stray hospital equipment like needles and scalpels. Getting up with new found speed, Izaya clung to Shizuo's side following the blonde like a stray kitten. "Wait. We can use these! Or at least I can. It's not my switchblade but it should do just as much damage if not more." Izaya smirked, bending down to pick up three decent looking scalpels.
Shizuo scowled at Izaya's devious smirk. Of course he'd find something sharp to play with. Tch, damn louse has issues. Maybe I should ditch him here. He practically belongs with all the crazy people here. "You can always rip out one of the doors and throw it right Shizu-chan?" Izaya gave a grin that Shizuo only knew as the grin Izaya used when he was mocking him. Don't flip your shit Shizuo. Don't. You may need the flea for something like a human shield or some shit like that. Holding a breath and counting to ten Shizuo continued his walk down the hallway. He was in desperate need of milk and a pack of smokes it almost hurt. Almost. The two walked in silence going down hallways. Some lit, some flickering, and some as dark as a black hole. Those they always avoided. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what was hidden in those dark shadows. It was always at the back of their minds.
Fear.
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Emma: There ya go! I will try to update at least four times a week. I promise you all that this story will continue. I refuse to abandon my readers because I feel that's not right at all. So you guys are stuck with me thick and thin! Now time for some Emma and her readers answering time!
Blackkitty27- No way really? Dude. I would have died. 0.0
Zumika- Your review made me run around the house, squeeing. XD I have been looking around FF for awhile now for all those things and when I didn't find it I decided to create what I wanted. I promise there will be more scared!Izaya as the story progresses cause honestly I have always thought of Izaya as someone that constantly hides his fears behind a mask. Maybe it's just me but honestly I do believe that Izaya scared seems much more realistic then some Izaya putting on some tough guy act. (And I really like a more scared vulnerable Izaya *w*) Meh I'm weird so I'll stop my ramble on that. XD I will be updating regularly because I have always hated when a writer left me hanging for too long. I mean okay two days for an update fine okay I'm cool with that. But an entire two damn weeks is over kill. I am truly HONORED to have you tell me that this fanfic has the potential of becoming a favorite of yours. You have no idea how much that means to me.
Thank you. ^^ I've been trying to improve my writing style for awhile now. I am so sorry for those! D': I'm still learning my way through grammar. My school really doesn't care much for grammar so I had to teach myself which is why it's off. I'll try and catch my mistakes and learn from them. Again I apologize, I know how bad grammar pains can get and I don't want you leaving the story because of them. So please bear with me.
I'll try and stay in character as much as possible cause honestly you're dead on about the story loosing it's quality when the characters are not behaving how they normally would.
Yes ma'am! The reason I apologized is because a lot of my friends throw fits at me for writing so much so I always say I'm sorry. Old habits die hard.^^' I'll try and stick to that number as much as possible. ^^
I am so so sorry about that. I had it on the word file but I guess the website took them out or something. ;A; I'll have to go back and fix it as soon as I can. ^^
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Izaya: You're a junior. And you STILL can't execute grammar perfectly? Geez that's sad.
Emma: -_-# Shizu-chan Izaya said Kasuka can't act!
Izaya: Wait. What? I never said that!
Shizuo: IZAAAYAAAAAA! *Throws vending machine at Izaya*
Emma: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Love you guys!~ 3