Izaya's Prov

I stand there frozen at the opening door and in comes...
Chiyuki.

When she looks up and sees me her eyes go wide for a second then her expression turns sour.

"What a pleasant surprise to see you here Chiyuki." She stops over to me.

"What the hell are you doing here Orihara?!"She spits in my face.

"My my thats not a nice way of asking." Her face starts to turn red. How amusing. something tells me this is going to be fun.

"Answer the question!" she stops her foot. Wow three much?

"Oh I was just in the neighborhood so I decided to check up on my new interesting human." I shrug my shoulders and close my eyes innocently.

"Where is Luce?" She says with worry in her voice.

"She passed out a little while ago so I brought her to her room. It would seem she has a cold with a high fever."

"What?!" she looks panicky.

"She must have caught it last night when she was walking in the rain."The expression on her face is so hilarious that I start to burst out laughing.

"You're Sick!" She yells at me.

But that only makes me laugh harder.

Then out of no where something its the back of my head.

Luce's Prov

I was awaken by someone yelling from downstairs who I presume to be Chiyuki. But who is she talking to? Then I hear Laughing and not anyone's laugh. Izaya's. I slowly start to remember what had happened. That's right he was here for his jacket. I'll save Chiyuki from suffering any longer and give him what he had came here for. I struggle to get up and grab his coat and walk downstairs.

I walk towards the two who haven't notice my presence yet but then the voice comes and I stop mid step.

It's all your fault!

No! I wont listen! Not this time.

Those who are close to you will-

Shutup! Izaya's Laughter fills my ears and I suddenly get irritated enough to through is coat at the back of his head. He turns and looks at me. We meet eyes for a second and then Chiyuki fills my view.

"Luce! Are you okay? How are you feeling?" She puts a hand to my forehead."Ah your burning up.

It's your fault!

I can't lose control. Not now. I should have gotten a refill on my pills sooner.

I walk past Chiyuki and head to the kitchen.

"Luce? what's wrong?" I ignore her calling and keep walking to the kitchen until I reach the refrigerator. I yank open the door and reach inside and pull out an apple and with my nails I puncture deeply into it. I calm down just a little bit but not enough.

"Luce?" Chiyuki comes in with Izaya fallowing after her.

"Is there something the matter?" Izaya say's with a smirk across his face.

Luce.

Luce.

(Gunshot noise)

shutup! without realizing it I raise the apple that was in my hand above my head and throw it with much force.

It almost hits Izaya's face but he jumps back so that it hits the wall behind him.

"Luce!" Chiyuki runs over to me. "Did you take the pills?" I shake my head. "Why not?" Because the bottle was empty for days. with eye contact she seems to catch on.

"Izaya I need you to watch her for a while." she runs out of the kitchen.

"Why?" She pops her head back in the kitchen and glares at him.

"So I can get a refill on her prescription." she darts back out.

"Oh but what is the prescription for?" before he gets an answer the front door slams shut.

He sighs and turns to me.

Luce.

Luce.

Luce.

Stop please. I start to tremble from my fingers and it waves throughout the rest of my body.

Your fault Luce.

(Gunshot Noise)

My legs give out and I squat down into a crouch and my breathing starts to get raged. I squeeze my eyes shut.

Luce.

Listen.

I cover my ears and shake my head. I dont want to listen.

"Luce-Chan" I open my eyes to see Izaya in front of me in a crouching position with a curious gleam in his eyes.

"What going on in that head of yours?" My eyes start to sting. His eyes start to relax in realization. He stands up and holds out his hand.

"Come on you just need a distraction." I look at him for a while then hesitate to take his hand and he helps me up.

"Why dont you play me something on the piano?" I nod. wait how did he now I had a piano? He walks calmly to the music room as if he owns the place.

We both sit down at the seat together and I open the lid. I play the first thing that comes to mind and brush my fingers across the keys.

"That was nice but how about something more happy?" I think for a while.

I play songs for him and he listens carefully and occasionally make request. This distracted me for a while and the voice didn't come back.

For now.