Chapter III

Definitely panicking, Izaya decided not to show it to whoever was in the room for he was more than positive someone had knocked over the phone.

Smelling a cigarette, he decided to take his chances.

"Ne, Shizu-chan~. How did you get in? I thought I locked the door after Celty left."

Waiting for a response, the raven thought maybe it wasn't him but still kept on talking.

"Shizu-chaan~"

"Damn louse, shut the fuck up," was the response.

Still lying down, Izaya slithered his hand underneath the pillow and onto his precious switchblade. Relief flooded over him.

"Are you going to tell me how you got in or should I call the cops on you, Shizu-chan?" Izaya said, all too seriously.

"Fine, fine. I broke the door down."

"Baka yaro! Do you know how much a door costs these days you brute?" the raven fumed.

"Get over it. I wouldn't be here anyway if Shinra hadn't gone to treat a patient so live with it."

'Kuso, Shinra left?' this wasn't getting any better for him.

"Shizu-chan, mind picking up the phone? You dropped it."

"Get it yourself."

"If you haven't noticed yet, I kind of have a broken rib."

"Fuck you, flea," he said tossing the phone on his lap. "I'm leaving now."

"Bye-bye Shizu-chaan~"

After the door 'closed' Izaya made sure he was completely gone by listening for the silence. Then, because he was on his phone so often he had memorized the keys, he called Namie, his secretary.

"Namie, cancel all my appointments today please~"

"No way, Izaya. I won't get stuck here doing the work without getting paid."

"I'll leave the check tomorrow so go home, Namie," Izaya said flatly. Namie sucked her breath in. Izaya had never once sounded unamused. She decided it was nothing.

"Really? Okay then! Good riddance for now!"

'Namie's so cold…' Izaya inwardly laughed. 'Now to call Shinra.'

By painting a mental picture of the phone in his head, Izaya slowly typed the numbers on the phone. Then put the phone to his ear and waited. The phone rang twice and was picked up. The silence that followed was guessed to be caused by Celty.

"Celty, can you give the phone to Shinra? I need to talk to him urgently." The shuffling on the other end of the line confirmed that she was handing the phone over.

"Hello, Izaya! How are you today? Any change in your cond-"

"Shinra I'm going to destroy you and dance on your grave," he growled, almost as fierce as Shizuo.

"What? What did I do?" was the panicked reply.

"You lied Shinra. You know I don't like being lied to. I'll make you regret it terribly."

"Can you cut to the chase and tell me what I lied about already?"

"Shinra, I can't see anything. You said my vision would get better in about a day or two but here I am, today and I'm FUCKING BLIND." Silence followed the call.

"Are you sure? I mean it could be tempora-" he was cut off.

"And if it's not? What if it's permanent? Ill slaughter you Shinra."

"I'll be over in a minute. See you later." Realizing the mistake immediately, Shinra fumbled around with the phone and tried to hang up. Izaya kept on talking.

"Oh, and Shinra. Remember. You can't spell slaughter without laughter!"

There was a maniacal laugh and the line went dead. Shinra turned to Celty, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Celty, if he tries to kill me what will you do?" There was furious typing on her pda keys.

[You deserve it for lying to him]

"Celty, you too?"