Izaya didn't like the cold tone of that voice, he really didn't but he was at this man's mercy and couldn't do anything to change his situation for now. Except if he tried something, better on the good side of the man right?
He was Orihara Izaya after all, he made a living of getting people to do what he wanted, he predicted their every move, trying this this man would be worth it he thought and so he started to speak to him, nicely.
Though his desire for revenge was desperetaly common and boring for Izaya.
- So you want revenge? I suppose it won't change anything if I apologize?
- Indeed not, I think you deserve to get to taste your own medicine.
- Well, I suppose it's normal considering I'm not exactly what you could call a good guy, but you'd understand that the situation I am in is not really comfortable.
- I don't care the slightest about this, from my point of view the more you suffer the better it is.
- Aaw you're sooo mean Mr Unknown, wouldn't you at least do a little thing for me?
- What do you want.
- Take off the blindfold, please? Izaya asked in the sweetest voice he could pull.
- Don't know, what do I get if I do this? the man replied playfully.
- I'm not exactly in a position to give you anything you can't get yourself and you know it quite well.
- True, true Orihara-san, your reputation is justified after all, I'll admit it, you're smart.
- Don't tell me things I already know and take it off ... please. Izaya quickly added.
The man laughed and spoke again,
- You know, you're kinda cute sometimes. Fine I'll take it off.
- Thanks, ... I guess, he hesitantly added.
The smiling man took off Izaya's switchblade from his pocket and leaned toward the other cutting the cloth which blinded him.
The informant kept his eyes half lid not to be blinded by the sudden return of the light, and started to slowly open them some more to see how the man looked like.
He was definitely older than he thought, already bearing scars all over his body, he was definitely in Awakusu-kai for a long time already, it definitely was strange that he never heard of him before.
- Aaaw it's really better like this, now I can tell, you definitely have really bad tastes in terms of interior decoration, well I supposed that much anyway. May I ask how you're planning on taking revenge on me now?
- Dunno yet, I suppose I'll start by leaving, it's really amusing to see the all mighty Orihara Izaya sulking in despair in the dark.
- You think you're fun?
The man didn't answer and just turned the door, leaving Izaya alone, again.
- Hey wait your name, I want to know your name.
- Think I'd tell you?
And he closed the door, Izaya still heard him whispering emShiki/em before he was left all alone again.