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nameless feeling : The story so far for me is a little strange because I can't quite figure out how Shizuo and Izaya's relationship will progress. I'm just kinda winging it and going with the flow xD but your review's are much appreciated! Thanks!

Dire

Chapter Four :

Hundredfold Grief

That morning when Shizuo woke to the sound of fist's rasping at his door, his muscle's stiff and aching, Izaya was gone. The only evidence being the emptied needles of whatever-that-shit-was placed haphazardly upon his bedside cabinet alongside the Izaya shaped dent in his pillows. The rancid smell of the flea surrounded Shizuo, causing his quick temper to swell. Last night had felt almost like some kind of twisted, fucked up dream and though Shizuo's had the undeniable urge to throw a bending machine at the information broker, the thought of Mairu and Kururi stopped him in his mental track's. Could he really hurt the flea? He was hurting enough already right? Even an insect like Izaya had to feel some sort of emotional turmoil after the twin's had passed on. Shizuo tried to imagine what life would be like had Kasuka passed away at such a young age. The thought sent a nauseous feeling through his body, and a lump had formed in his throat. No he would leave the flea to mourn in privacy, alone, and let him live yet another day.

Getting up from his bed Shizuo's muscle's protested as he made his way to the door. All his anger from earlier had seemingly vanished, along with the urge to rip the door from it's hinges. When opening the door he was suddenly face to face with an erratic Celty. The Headless Rider was pacing back and fourth and stopped with a quickness which stopped when met with a drained and pale looking Shizuo.

' Shizuo, thank goodness your okay. Have you seen Izaya? Shinra's really worried. Mairu and Kururi's bodies are missing along with an array of Shinra's medicine we were scared Mikage might have gotten to you,' Celtys typed out with a quickness.

Shizuo's felt his anger surge and the part of the door he had been holding cracked with a disgusting force.

" What do you mean the bodies were fucking stolen! Who would take their fucking bodies," Shizuo raged, his voice taking on a strangled and throaty sound.

Celty was honestly a little terrified by how ferocious and angry Shizuo's voice sounded. It was unsettling and all together disturbing. It sent shivers down her spine.

' Last night after you left Izaya rushed over but Mairu and Kururi's bodies were already gone and only a little note was left,' the Headless Rider explained.

Taking a deep breath Shizuo asked with a disturbing calm, " What did the letter say?"

' I took a picture of it before Izaya snatched it up and left,' the transporter replied swiftly and with purpose.

Typing into her phone she suddenly held the digital picture out to Shizuo who than studied the note closely.

The picture was of a small, white, and wrinkled piece of torn paper, blood spots staining it in some places. Written in scribbled and almost unreadable letters in the center of that piece of paper were the word's ' Found you. - J.'

" Who the hell is J," Shizuo asked after scanning the sloppy letter for some kind of clue.

' Shinra and I aren't sure and because Izaya took the letter we have no way of knowing for certain. All we know is that this J stole not only Mairu and Kururi's bodies but also some of Shinra's medical supplies and we think he's after Izaya next,' the Dullahan typed out, rushed-like.

" Screw that were going to Izaya's office I know he has some information on who these people are," the debt collector raged, turning around and began throwing his signature bartender cloths on.

Down stair's Celtys already had Shooter ready, and when Shizuo boarded the Coiste Bodhar, you could practically see the steam pouring from his ear's as he repeated, " Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill."

Someone was fucking with them and he would get to the bottom of this bullshit and find Mairu and Kururi so that they could have a proper burial. Together in eternal peace. Where no one could further harm them. This J person was going to die, brutally, for what he's done.