All The Reason In Her World
Disclaimer: Just like you, I can never own Durarara! no matter how much I want.
Reason: 2
The door of one apartment in Shinjuku would always be opened at the oddest of times. The other residents of the complex knew better than to complain. And even if they saw a trail of blood leading to that specific door they knew that turning a blind eye is the best option- if they wanted peace to remain in their lives. And so, once again, tonight they heard the door being kicked close at 2 am, and just turned over in their sleep.
"Dammit, dammit, damn that *****" Izaya cursed as she pressed an ice pack to her right arm AND pinched her nose with her right hand. This had to be the most humiliating night in her life. Good thing no one knew.
A few hours before…..
She had reached the alley two and a half hours before the meeting time and wanted to find some sort of a loophole, a plan on how to end the chase.
'Maybe, if I sincerely apologize to him, bowing…. NEVER! That only makes humans want to take advantage of others; they'll think I'm weak or worse still incapable…' But she wanted to avoid a full scale chase no matter what.
She slowly went over the map of the area in her cell once more. She must know all circumstances around here, details like a broken lamp post, an empty house, a trash-can- all these matter tremendously. Though the trash-can would be like the very last resort. So, following the map, she started strolling over a large area keeping the alley at its center…
'Almost like a spider-web….or a maze…' she thought to herself. For now she had the most basic plan- run, or hide.
"Ahhh, client-san, you're here already?" –'WHY did you have to be half an hour early? I've only thought of one ending to my maze instead of the usual five… ' she felt like screaming. But instead, her smirk almost turned maniacal.
"Orihara-san, my name is Minami"-
"I just forgot…. Gomeeennn"- 'Of course I remember. And you've brought about ten friends with you, wait, did you already know….' She knew she was infuriating them, but she had to keep cool, act like the control freak that everyone knew and feared. Tonight, she has decided not to injure any one unless absolutely necessary, it'll only lengthen the stupid chase.
"Before you get your hopes up client-san, I want you to know that after thinking it through, I decided I'm not taking this job." She has had a lot of practice of lying through her teeth WITH a SMIRK…
"WHAT? WHY?" the frantic man yelled.
"It just isn't worth it."
"I'll pay more if that's what-"
"Tch, tch, I'm not such a money loving bastard. I already know that you've taken a loan to pay the amount you've brought today." She could see that Minami-san's friends looked tense and ready to lash out – any moment now they'll rush forward and encircle her….
"Why you *****" one red faced, muscle clad thug had already rushed forward with his fist raised. Caught by surprise she still managed to use her arm to block the punch. 'Shit I forgot that they are not a gang that just fights for their boss, they're friends. Their bonds are made of emotions.' And suddenly she wondered how it would feel to have friends who'll fight for her- 'STOP THINKING NOW!' or be dead…
Swiftly she opened her switchblade and made sure they saw it- and they fell back a bit. Dangerously glaring with her crimson eyes, she jumped onto the wall beside them and her eyes spelled murder so clearly that the thugs froze for a second, dreading whether the red-eyed devil was going to start throw daggers at them.
But she just dropped to the other side of the wall.
It took two full seconds for the men to collect their senses. And then came the cry-
"GET THAT ****** ****" "COME BACK YOU***** COWARD"
She nearly laughed and led them into the maze her mind had created. However, thinking about the end of the chase she's planned almost made her feel nauseous. THE TRASH-CAN, for heaven's sake!
Two-hours-in-a-trash-can-later, the brunette was sure her face had taken a permanent green hue.
Once back in her apartment, after taking care of her bruised arm, she hurried to take a hot shower, irritated that she couldn't take a bath no matter how much she wanted. And she was worried….she had been running and jumping around when she was ordered bed rest by Shinra. Tomorrow is gonna be hell, she could already feel the cramps coming. At least her next appointment was after five in the evening …. Maybe she would tell Namie to postpone that if possible.
Stepping out of the shower, she got in her navy blue pajamas and went to the medicine cabinet. Then she realized with horror- she was all out of both the cramp relieving AND the bleeding control drugs. She must get some from Shinra again-and as soon as possible.
Next morning, Namie found an unusually grumpy Izaya waiting for her. He was actually leering instead of his usual smirk….
"You got my breakfast with you, I hope, for the sake of your stupid paycheck," the red-eyed devil spat at her, "And cancel that meeting in the afternoon by any means…. I hope a thick head with minimal sense can do at least that much."
"Stop being a jerk so early, you're not PMS-ing after all," wait, did she imagine it or did her flea of a boss actually blanch at her retort…..
Kishitani Shinra was amazed to see the caller ID on his phone…. It better be something important for the old man to call this early.
"Hello,"
"Ah, son, how are you and my sweet Celty doing th-"
"Spit it out, I know you want to talk about something else"- the fake doctor felt annoyed as hell at his experiment- obsessed father.
"You got me alright. I wanted to ask you, has your Specimen-5 agreed to that sex change operation yet?"
"She doesn't want it, and I don't think she ever will. She handles herself so well that even you won't realize her true gender." 'yeah, so well that even her parents believe she had the operation…. Not that they ever tried to understand her in any way…' the younger Kishitani thought to himself.
"Why, I've been waiting over ten years for her… She took the fake medical certificate while in middle school..."
"She wants to have a child someday, wait another ten years and you just might get to help her have a test tube baby."
"Oh, so she didn't say no coz of a lover or maybe a crush? Or does she have a GIRLFRIEND?"
"No way in hell, so shut up now." Laughing to himself, Shinra cut off the call. Izaya with a boyfriend or girlfriend seemed such a joke….but a cruel one at that. He really wished his unhappy friend would stop her act and actually trust someone enough to fall in love with them. But that was about as unlikely as the chance of someone falling for his other extraordinary friend- Shizu-chan.
[Who were you talking to?] Celty flashed her PDA in front of him.
"The ol' man. Hey Celty, do me a favour and buy the medicine on this list by today, pleeeeease?" he made a cute puppy face, but what ran through his mind was, 'In three days time, Izaya would be in trouble without her medication.'
What he didn't know was that his friend was already in trouble AND she had a whole load of it coming her way.
Author's note: Is this story getting a bit long winded? Somehow I think of a scene but while writing I keep wanting to put in just one more detail... Resulting in this... I hope it wasn't too boring for you.