Emma: Alright here's chapter 3! Yay! Party! Any way's the poem before, Two Dead Boys. Yea. That's important in the story. Okay? Good! As for Shizaya goes, Izaya already has feelings for Shizuo. He just doesn't want to tell Shizuo just yet. Shizuo is confused about his feelings towards Izaya and blah blah blah. Also, yes I will be killing off or injuring the characters. So please don't be too upset about it. If you guys would like you can review over who you'd like to see die next and heck maybe I'll do it just for you guys! Hm let's see am I forgetting anything else…I'm probably going to do time skips just for the sake of the story. Uh. I think that's it…Oh wait one more thing. As you saw in the previous chapter, I killed off Vorona and Tom. Tom because this helps Shizuo realize that they have to be a bit more careful when wondering around the place. And Vorona? Well in all honesty I don't really like her character. One her character really seems out of place in the series. And two? Because I ship Shizaya that's why. -_-
Izaya: Well someone's chatty today. *Grumbles sitting in a chair with an ice pack on his head and his foot propped up*
Emma: Oh hush it you big baby! You make a sprained ankle and a minor concussion look like the end of the world.
Izaya: Cause it is!
Emma: Any way! Before our drama queen causes us anymore trouble. Shizuo take it away!
Shizuo: *Sighs* Emma doesn't own anything except the idea for the fanfiction.
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It took around three hours to find the cafeteria. A good twenty minutes of searching the kitchen just to realize there was nothing edible. Ten minutes of arguing on what to do next. Thirty minutes deciding it was best if they attempted to locate an exit. Almost two hours of name calling and arguing on which way was right and which was wrong. And an hour of whining from Izaya about being tired. All adding up to a grand total of six hours wasted on pointless nothings. Even after all that they still argued over where they would rest, for how long, and who would take the first shift.
Grumbling Shizuo shoved Izaya into an empty room that had a semi-clean looking bed and enough light for both to be content. "There a bed for the whiny princess flea. Get in, lie down, shut up, and close your eyes." Shizuo barked shutting the door behind him. Izaya was not happy at all with the bed. Scrunching up his nose, Izaya scowled looking away from the bed. "I refuse to sleep on that. Thing. God knows how many people have slept in it. Not to mention it looks just nasty!" Izaya hissed without a second glance at the bed. This pissed the blonde off. Because Shizuo is a man of 'class' he picks up the flea bridal style and drops him down on to the bed. "You WILL go to sleep on the god damned bed louse! No other option." Shizuo growled, challenging the raven haired young man.
Izaya squirmed inwardly trying hard not to look down at the sheets he was on. "I'll sleep on these god awful sheets if you jump in with me Shizu-chan. Ne~" Izaya smirked messing with the monster of Ikebukuro. That would be nice but I know he'd never do it. Never would he even dream of that. He's too busy fantasizing about that Vorona girl. Shizuo's cheeks flared up in color from tan to red in seconds. "Just go to bed!" Shizuo grumbled taking a seat on the floor next to the bed. Izaya sighed and curled up into a ball on the sheets. How can I sleep knowing I may not wake up the next day, you stupid protozoan. Izaya slowly shut his eyes with thoughts of the next day swarming his mind.
"Uh, Where am I?" Izaya looked around confused by his surroundings. He was back in Ikebukuro. But when exactly did he get back? Or did he never actually leave? "Izaya!" A familiar voice shouted, causing Izaya to smile a bit. "Hello there Shizu-chan!" Izaya smirked turning on his heel to face the voice. When he saw Shizuo, his heart fell to the floor and shattered. Next to him was a dead Vorona with her arms wrapped around Shizuo's neck, grinning like a Cheshire cat. Shizuo had his arm around the dead girls waist, a frown clear across his face. "We end this now flea!" Shizuo growled. Izaya attempted to hold on to his mask but it was clear it was difficult to do this. "Alright then. Why though? I thought we were having lots of fun." Izaya smirked rather halfheartedly. "I need a reason? You're a pest! You make me sick. And I want to end this for Vorona." Shizuo smirked letting go of the decomposing Russian assassin. Looks like a heart can shatter more than once, because Izaya's felt like there was nothing left but dust. "Fine. You take first hit then." Izaya stated his voice hollow and empty of any emotion. Numb is what he felt at most. Shizuo came charging towards the informant, punching him in the middle of his stomach. Izaya went flying, smashing into a building wall.
Izaya groaned in pain, not moving a single muscle. He closed his eyes and opened them just to find Shizuo standing over him with a gun in his hand. "Go Shizuo! Knock his dick in the dirt!" Shouted Kyohei with excitement. "No, go Iza-chan!" yelled a cheerful and playful Mairu. Izaya turned his head and saw a small group of people he knew. Kyohei, his two sisters Mairu and Kururi, Erika, Walker, and Celty. "Oh this is just like that one manga we bought! The suspense! The angst! Oh my god this is one for the ages!" Erika shouted with copious amounts of glee. Her eyes shined bright watching the two young men, waiting for their next move. Walker shook his head a bit giving Erika a sideways glance, "Erika you're talking in yaoi sense again. But I have to agree with you the suspense is killing me!"
Celty shook her head, err helmet, no and ran up to the two. She quickly typed something on the PDA and showed it first to Shizuo then to Izaya. [Both of you stop it this instant! You don't want to do this to each other I know it. Please just stop and think rationally. And if you two don't stop then I'll have to make you stop!] Izaya looked up at the dullahan with no spark in his eye, "Make us stop then dullahan." Shizuo snarled and picked up Izaya by his collar. "You don't speak to her like that!" Shizuo swiftly tossed Izaya into a glass window. The window shatter's into millions of tiny shards when Izaya made impact with the window. Slamming to the floor, Izaya winced, shutting his eyes tight as pain overwhelmed his senses. He quietly begged for all this to end. For all this to be just some twisted joke.
When he decided to open his eyes he nearly screamed out of pure horror. Encircling him were the rotting faces of people he knew from around Ikebukuro. All of them dead, rotting away, with sick smiles on their faces. "Join us Iza-chan. It's nice being dead." His sister Mairu, grinned, showing off her decrepit smile. "Yea Izaya. Don't you want to see what it's like to die?" asked Masaomi, his left eye popping out of its socket. "Don't you want to know what it's like to suffer?" Seiji asked some pieces of skin fell from his cheek falling on to Izaya. Izaya screamed in fear, begging for them to not kill him.
"But Izaya. We thought you wanted to die?" Anri's blood red eyes smiled down at the informant. Izaya tried to crawl his way from out of the circle but was stopped when he felt pressure being put down on his ankle. When he looked up to see the cause of the pressure, he yelped and tried to squirm away faster. Shizuo's strength still held strong even in death, in a matter of seconds a loud snap broke through the air making Izaya scream in pain. His ankle burned with pain making the informant whimper in pain. "That's not nice Izaya. A guest never leaves the party without saying good bye first." Shinra smiled, tilting his head to the left making it fall to the floor. Izaya's eyes widened, his breathing growing rapid as the dead closed in on him. Sick smiles consuming their rotting faces. Izaya screamed and thrashed around trying his best to keep them away. But his actions were in vain as they closed in on him consuming him in darkness.
Izaya sat up in one quick jolt, screaming and gripping his throat. His breaths were border line hyperventilating and he was sweating like he had just run a mile. "Izaya?" Shizuo asked, looking at the raven with almost concerned eyes. Izaya trembled unable to process his surroundings. This nightmare tore the informant to shreds. Death had caught him in the dream. And it was delivered to him by his dead friends. No acquaintances. It was clear they didn't care what happened to the young man. Izaya brought his knees to his chest and rested his head on his knees. A small whimper escaping his lips.
Why would I dream something like that? Izaya kept shaking, trying to hold back all the tears that just wanted to run. A strong warm arm wrapped around Izaya's shoulder pulling him closer to the owner of the arm. Izaya looked up at Shizuo confused by his actions.
Shizuo's face was a light cherry red as he looked into Izaya's dark red eyes. His guard is down. Shit that nightmare must have really gotten to him if he's not even bothering to hide the fact that he was gonna cry. "What was it about?" Shizuo sighed scooting closer to Izaya. Izaya curled up to Shizuo's warmth and rested his head on Shizuo's shoulder. "Death." Was all Izaya could even say before he felt a stray tear roll down his cheek. Shizuo was quiet for awhile trying to think of something to say to comfort the flea. But all he could think of was small stupid things he had seen in movies Kasuka was in. "It's okay Izaya. It was just a nightmare. Now calm down or you'll scare yourself to death…Wait no that's not what I meant!" Shizuo fumbled with his words, face palming himself. God I'm an idiot.
Izaya looked up at Shizuo and laughed a bit, smiling a regular non-sadistic smile. "You're really bad at comforting Shizu-chan. But thank you for trying. That makes me feel better." Izaya smiled long enough for Shizuo to see. Shizuo couldn't help but feel surprised by the smile. When did Orihara Izaya ever smile without it looking evil? Yea never. "You should sleep Shizu-chan. You need it." Shizuo looked at Izaya awhile longer then nodded. Letting go of his enemy? Former enemy? Shizuo laid down on the bed right beside Izaya. It's only so he doesn't freak out. Cause I really don't want to wake up to him acting all wimped. Closing his eyes, Shizuo knocked out faster than the speed of light.
Izaya quietly watched the blonde for a little before deciding to try and sharpen the scalpels a bit. After an hour of doing that Izaya went back to lying down on the bed next to Shizuo. He knew he wouldn't sleep but at least he wasn't on the cold hard floor. That probably had more germs then the bed itself. It was a long time into Shizuo's sleep that Izaya noticed the face that was pressed against the window. He took in small breaths, trying not to move a muscle. Maybe they'll think it's just another patient. If we stay real still and Shizuo doesn't decide to move that is. Izaya watched the face from the corner of his eyes, waiting for what the person would do. Blinking away the burning sensation in his eyes, Izaya noticed the face was no longer there.
What the? He was there just a second ago. I. Forget it Izaya. He probably kept going down the hallway. This didn't satisfy the informant one bit. He knew at the back of his mind something was terribly wrong.
"Haven't we been here before?" Izaya mumbled, recognizing the worn out sign that was barely hanging on to the wall. "That's impossible! I know we haven't gone through here before!" Shizuo shouted punching the wall. When he removed his fist little pieces of the wall fell to the floor. Shizuo couldn't help but feel enraged. It had been, what two three days since they left their rooms and still no sign of anyone! Not even the two crazy kids they saw on their first day out. "We should have at least seen someone by now!" Shizuo snarled punching another hole in the wall.
Izaya watched the blonde, deciding it best to let him release all the rage he had built up. Izaya also decided it was best not to tell Shizuo of the man he kept seeing whenever they passed a hallway. He really didn't want to get another punch to the shoulder. "Okay let's just stop and think for a second. This is an asylum, obviously. That means it can have a large scale of designs. Judging from all the rooms that are mostly padded this must be either a separate building or a different floor. Padded rooms are only used for patients that would cause harm to either themselves or those around them." Izaya paused looking up at the ceiling then down to his feet. "So…that means if it's a separate building then we must be really far from the main building. And if it's a who knows how many story building then we must be at the very top." Shizuo gave Izaya a confused grumble and leaned against the wall. "Why would we be separated or at the top floor or some shit?" Shizuo sighed frustrated, rubbing his temples gingerly. "Normally at these types of hospitals they keep the more…insane patients away from the lesser. That way there's no problems regarding patients fighting and what not. But if this is the case then we should have come by the door by now." Izaya tried racking his brain for a good reason as to why they hadn't found any stairs or doors that lead to different buildings but came up with none.
"Maybe we did pass by some stairs…" Shizuo mumbled in thought. "Huh? That's not possible we've looked through all the doors. There haven't been any." Izaya couldn't help but frown, why would Shizuo even say that they might have passed stairs? They've been checking all the rooms after all. "The dark rooms. The ones we looked into and saw nothing. Maybe one of those actually led to the way out." Shizuo shrugged not really supporting his own idea. After all it was just a thought.
"Crap…" Slapping the side of his head, Izaya remembered a door that was at the end of a hallway that was barely lit. He checked but all he saw was darkness so he didn't even bother opening the door. What a stupid mistake! I'm such an idiot! That could have been the damn stair way or the hall that led to the other buildings! Dammit! Izaya felt disgusted with himself for doing such a poor job. They wasted so much time searching on this pitiful floor for nothing! "There was a door at the end of one hallway we passed. If we go there now maybe the light will still be on and we can pass through without being too blind." Izaya walked past Shizuo down the hallway they had just come from and began to retrace his steps.
Sure enough he found the same hallway with the door. Luck was for once on their side, even if it was barely there. The light that hung from the ceiling was barely alive but held just enough light for them to see. "That's the door." The informant mumbled walking towards it. His body froze as his hand grazed the knob. Something wasn't right here for some reason. "What's wrong flea?" Shizuo asked, shaking the smaller of the two. "I don't think we should open the door." Mumbled Izaya, his voice quivering as he retracted his hand. Call it what you will but the informant didn't feel one good feeling from the likes of the door.
Shizuo wasn't in the mood for gut feelings, so he pushed the flea aside and opened the door with brute force. When the door was opened a rotten copper smell crept out and attacked Shizuo and Izaya's senses. Shizuo swiftly covered his mouth gagging a bit and Izaya quickly threw up the remains of the last meal he had before waking up here. "What is that smell?" Shizuo hissed. Izaya couldn't answer him as he tried to calm his stomach down.
Shizuo lifted the collar of his strait jacket and used its thick fabric to cover up his nose. It helped keep the smell away for the most part but you could still smell it, seeping through the seams of the cloth. Shizuo squinted his eyes, trying hard to look past the darkness. He needed light. Maybe a switch on the wall? Shizuo used his free hand to grope around the wall for some sort of switch. When his hand brushed by something that felt like a switch he quickly tried to flip it to the on position. After many trial and errors, Shizuo was able to turn on the light. It barely lit up the small stairwell but it was enough for Shizuo to see. "Flea you were right! Let' go!" Shizuo grinned behind the fabric that covered his nose and mouth.
Izaya however was not as happy as the body guard. His body shook as he gazed at his hands. His hands were coated in speckles of red that shun brightly as if mocking the informant. "What's wrong flea? Let's go!" Shizuo tried rushing the informant. Izaya quickly wiped his hands down on the wall and used his collar to cover his nose and mouth. "Sorry." Izaya mumbled.
Shizuo gave a questioning glance but dropped it when the flea went first down the stairs. "Dammit! What the fuck!" Izaya yelled turning his back to the stairs that led further down. "What's wrong…" Shizuo easily spotted what was wrong when he stepped of the final step to the next floor. Blocking their way down the next set of stairs was a wall of fifteen maybe sixteen dead bodies stacked up or crammed next to each other. Blood poured down the wall and blowflies swarmed around the dead bodies, picking at their new meal. Shizuo couldn't stop staring at it. Just what the fuck kind of place where they at?
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Emma: Alright well that was chapter three! Hope you guys enjoyed and uh. Yea. This one was more fluff and did have a bit (Actually plenty) hints into the future chapters for this story. I won't tell you what hint means what because then you guys will start putting things in some distorted order and then you'll leave thinking you have the whole plot figured out. By the way none of the bodies in the body wall the boys recognized. They were all just dead bodies there to block the boys from going down the stairs. And now Emma and her Reviewers Q&A! :D (Yea that's the best I can come up with for a name for this little segment. -_- Don't mock me.)
I .Love. Ukes.- Thank you so much for your kind words! :'D I love the idea of a horror themed DRRR! As well I don't know why exactly. Maybe because I really like the horror genre. XD Oh I agree one hundred percent. ;D
Zumika- So true, I have multiple fanfics that I check up on to see if it has an update and it never does. Normally it's the really good ones that I like that haven't been updated since who knows when. :/
Finally someone that has the same headcanon as me! All my friends put Izaya on this huge tough guy pedestal, believing that there's no way he would ever be scared. I don't think this at all. Everyone has felt fear at some point in their life.
Really? It doesn't show honestly. I actually felt your grammar was to the perfect down to the very T. XD I really should look for a beta now that you mention it. V.V'
That's right! :3 there will be others the real question here is who? I absolutely adore this poem! It was always there to give me inspiration when I needed to write horror stories. I've always thought this poem was a great way to get my creative juices flowing. XD And for some reason I can always manage to use it for those angst like sorts of scenes. Muhahaha, exactly! :D
I'm glad I've peaked your curiosity. I truly hope you continue reading my FF and enjoy it as much as possible. ^^
I love the Sims 2! :D I just recently purchased the Sims 3 and I have to say it's a nice change graphics wise. ^^ I hope you get it working! D:
Emma: One last thing my lovely readers! The BOLD and ITALICIED words at around the beginning of the chapter were meant to show that it was a dream Izaya was having. Just a heads up. ^^' I may or may not take a bit of time posting the fourth chapter. The reason being is school is right around the corner and I have a trip coming up soon. So I am apologizing in advanced. I will try and add more fluffy parts to the fanfic just because I honestly don't think I have any. Aside from the one in this chapter…Damn I suck at this.
Izaya: I demand a re-write! I was promised a make out scene! Where is my make out scene!
Emma: -_- Looks like the queen has awakened. And shut your yap! I never said anything about a make out scene! D:
Izaya: Liar! Shizu-chan right she's lying!
Shizuo: *Still processing make out scene idea*
Emma: Dammit Izaya! Look what you did you made him over think what you said!
Izaya: Oh well! R&R people! I want to find out what the hell this psycho writer does to me myself and I! Oh and Shizu-chan.
Emma: *Sighs* Please R&R. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. ^w^ Have a nice day! Or night! All depends on where you live! Oh or have a good afternoon! 3