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Going back to the hospital the next day was tough; Izaya wasn't sure he was ready to see Shizuo like that again. It gave him nightmares. Nevertheless, he was greeted at the reception by Stella, who looked a lot better today. She must have rested well, she looked a lot brighter, and her blood red lipstick from yesterday had been replaced with a pale pink. The mascara was still much too heavy and she still looked absolutely repulsive (in Izaya's eyes anyway).

"Stella! You look lovely," he chanted, deceiving her easily as she giggled and thanked him.

"Here to see Shizuo again?" she questioned, and he nodded in response before following her to Shizuo's room once again. This time, he was prepared for what he was heading towards, and he would not be left speechless again by the sight of Cancer Shizuo. Sure, it was a pretty horrific sight, but it was something he would have to learn to deal with. Stella was rambling, something about being allowed home early last night to get some rest. He wondered if Shizuo had rested well last night, or if he even slept at all. He hoped so; Izaya had read somewhere that sleep fights cancer.

"There's actually already someone visiting, but I'm sure he won't mind you coming in too! He needs the company really and-"

"Who's there?" Izaya interrupted rudely as they stepped into the elevator and Stella hit the button for floor 3.

"She didn't tell me her name. A girl in a Raira uniform, probably just got out from school. Glasses, short black hair? You know her?"

"Anri..hm. Interesting," Izaya pondered over this for a while. Why would Anri Sonohara be visiting Shizuo in hospital? He wasn't aware that they were all that close at all. In fact, he didn't know that the two of them had ever even come into contact with each other before. This certainly was bizarre. He wanted to know what Anri was doing here, but if he questioned her in front of Shizuo, he'd interrupt. So he decided he would have to wait for Anri to leave, and this meant buying some time with Stella.

"Hey, did Shizuo have a PET scan?" he questioned quietly. The informant had been thinking about this a lot last night, and if Shizuo had in fact had a PET scan he wanted to see it as soon as possible. Maybe then, he could greater understand the extents of Shizuo's cancer, better than Stella had explained it. 'His whole body is basically made out of cancer' Izaya recalled her telling him. That was such a stupid way to describe something so serious, he wondered how Stella was even employed here when she was just so ignorant. He hated the fact that she was the nurse responsible for checking up on Shizuo daily. At least he could sleep at night knowing that she wasn't the doctor who was supposed to be treating him.

"He did indeed. Would you like to see it?" Surely information like this should not just be shared with random people who ask for it. Stella was so foolish.

Shizuo's PET scan showed a number of what are called 'hotspots' around his body. His cancer had spread to various different parts of his body. Izaya understood now why Stella had explained him as being made out of cancer. He sort of was, though this as still an insensitive description. The obliviously rude nurse explained to Izaya that the cancer had originated in the bones in his leg, but had inevitably spread to other parts of his body and was now by the looks of things, completely incurable. Still, she promised him that they would do all they could, and they were still trying to help him. She kept on repeating herself, swearing that his treatment was showing some progress, just not a lot, and she kept on and on trying to reassure him. It was growing more and more annoying by the second, and he wondered why she had gotten so frantic before he realized that he was crying.

It took him a long while, but he did eventually calm down enough to speak again.

"It's fine Stella...its fine. I'm certain you're doing all in your power to help him..." he whimpered, biting his lips to hold back the tears that were desperate to get out. He'd been crying for a whole half hour now, with the blonde haired woman rubbing his back in a way that was more upsetting than comforting, because it made him feel how weak he looked. He could not remember the last time he'd cried like this in the presence of another person; Stella was not worthy of this. But there was no stopping now that he'd started.

"...You never did tell me your name sir..." She said, in a concerned whisper. Izaya breathed out heavily and calmed himself enough to look up so his blood red eyes met with her innocent blue ones. She felt like his eyes were burning through her own and staring straight into her soul.

"Izaya Orihara." His voice was still a little shaky. When he'd calmed himself enough that you'd never guess he'd been crying he started towards Shizuo's room alone, wondering whether or not Anri had left yet. He entered the room slowly, cautiously poking his head round the door before going in, seeing that the young girl was sat beside Shizuo, tightly holding to his weak and pale hand.

Anri looked up as the door open, and the blood red eyes that met hers surprised her. What would Izaya be doing here? She was certain that the blond honestly hated the informant, so this baffled her. All she knew was that she was not fond of the idea of being in the same room as the two of them for too long, so she decided her presence was no longer necessary here. She stood quickly, releasing her tight hold on Shizuo's hand and bowed her head to Izaya.

"Hello Izaya."

"Anri. Nice to see you," his voice was less smooth than usual, it broke in strange places.

"I was just leaving..."

"Have a safe trip home."

"Thank you...For staying, I mean..." Shizuo croaked, and his voice broke in strange places too, but he had a perfectly good reason for this. It hurt her to hear him like that, but she smiled a pained smile at him. A nod was her only reply before leaving.

"Why was she here?" Izaya asked his tone a little too harsh. He didn't know why, but he was scared of what Shizuo might say.

"She just came to tell me that Celty couldn't make it today."

"She was in here for an awful long time," he sounded almost offended and he silently cursed himself for it. This didn't even matter to him, why was he acting like it was such a big deal?

"Because she started crying. She wasn't going to leave while she was crying."

"Why did she cry? Anri doesn't know you."

"Because death makes people sad, Izaya."

Death didn't make Izaya sad, not usually anyway. But somehow, the mere thought of Shizuo dying made him want to break down in tears once again. Unfortunately, that was something he could not allow to happen right now, not here, not in front of Shizuo. He had to bite down hard on his lip to stop his sobs escaping and squeeze his eyes shut.

Shizuo stared at Izaya for a while, noticing how hard he was fighting his emotions. Never before had he seen the informant without his disgusting smirk, this was odd. He understood now how hard it probably was for Izaya to show his emotions to people; he just wore the same old mask every day. It was weird that, how much more you start to notice about the world around you and all the people in it when you're dying. You analyze everything more deeply than you would have otherwise done, because you know this could be your last chance to see it. As much as he still felt a strong hatred towards the flea, a more dominant part of his head just wanted him to be happy for once. Really happy. Not fake happy.

"I saw your PET scan...It's quite bad isn't it."

"Who showed you?"

"That stupid nurse."

"Stella?" Izaya nodded. "She's a nice lady, you know. Maybe if you stopped looking at how superior you are too people, and started looking for the good qualities in them, you'd make more friends. Maybe then, you'd be happy. And you wanna know something Izaya? That's all I want for you right now."

Why was Shizuo being so nice to him!? He hated it! He hated this treatment almost as much as he hated the monster himself. Anyway, there was no way he was ever going to be happy now. Not anymore. There was literally no chance.

"I can't."

"Why can't you?"

"Because I do not wish to live in a world without you. And I hate that. I hate you Shizu-chan."

Shizuo laughed, a quiet chuckle. But his laugh was not in pain or strained like his voice was. It was just normal Shizuo and Izaya held onto it for dear life. He wished he had recorded that, the last bit of healthy Shizuo he had left.

"If it is at all possible to do so, then I will miss you when I'm gone Izaya."

He never did hear Shizuo laugh again.

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