~BlackDragon41~
Recovery~
Chapter 8: Blackout
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara nor any of it's characters or places and yada yada yada. We know already. However I do own the concept of this fic that is for the sole purpose of entertainment and not for profit in any way. Please enjoy.
A/N: Sorry for the wait… but it is longer. :D
Shizuo
"Let go… of… me-!"
The damn flea struggled within my hold and kept pushing away at my chest, but I made sure he couldn't escape by applying a bit more pressure on his legs and shoulders. Damn he was so frail… and obnoxious. I sighed and toyed with the thought of crushing him like a pop can and put him out of his misery … No wait, crush him slowly so that he feels miserable and in pain so that he could share that same dreadful feeling of those who suffered from him. It wouldn't of been a bad idea if Shinra would only approve of it, too bad he won't.
I just wanted to go home and sleep already, even if I had to take him with me regardless of my dispute with the doctor. I had barely gotten three to four hours of rest last night because of this pest and I had planned to use today to catch up on the missed hours so that I'd be ready for work tomorrow. And I am. I'm going to rest even if it kills me… or if it ends up with me killing him for some peace and quite time. My head ached, my eyes were dry and heavy, and I had so much physical as well as mental pains combined to make my body a living hell cell. A little sleep is all I asked for, I never wanted to deal with this.
"Shinra, the damn door?" I groaned and adjusted Izaya in my numbing arms.
"Oh, please be careful with him. His healing wounds aren't strong enough to bend-"
"The door or I'll drop him right now and then you can find someone else to temporarily adopt his sorry ass!"
Shinra quickly stepped over to the door and swung it open, he then moved back behind me as I packed the flea outside.
"Hmmm, grouchy today aren't we today Shizu-chan?" He grimaced but grinned through the pain, patting me roughly on my injured shoulder. I felt a stinging sensation from every annoying tap on that spot. I tried and somehow managed to brush it off, but it was rather hard to ignore when he started pounding away with more force. So much for not being able to move around.
"Wait, I forgot your milk!" Shinra ran back into the building and left me standing next to his car with Izaya annoyingly moving about and working on my nerves again.
"Stop that!"
"Stop what?" He innocently mused and moved around some more. "I'm just trying to get com-…fortable … since you won't- put me- down."
"I thought you had trouble moving your arms or your entire body?"
"I do and it pains me so~"
"Well if you can move your arms so easily, then could you please stop slapping away at my wound; that you inflicted and open the car door?"
"Ow ow ow! My arms!~" Izaya whined and 'pretended' to recoil in pain. "Oh I'm sorry Shizu-chan but it seems that my pain relieving medication has worn off, and at such an distressing time too. How very inconvenient of me."
Bullshitting bastard.
"Got it!" Shinra contentedly popped from behind, but frowned when he saw my twitching eyebrow from impatience and much annoyance. "Oh, sorry. I'll- just get the door." He pulled open one of the backseat doors and laid the glasses of milk in the center of the floorboard. Honestly, I didn't think that he was actually serious about the milk, but I didn't really care either.
I leaned down and placed Izaya in the seat then strapped him securely with the seatbelt. He flinched and growled when I tugged the straps tightly but I didn't give a damn. He'll just have to get over it. "Pain in the ass."
After that I slammed his door shut and opened the passenger's to take a seat next to Shinra.
"Um… Shizuo. Can you like-… sit in the back and watch Izaya for me?"
"What!" For what possible reason do I have to watch him now? I already have to baby-sit his ass and give medicine for a little over a week's time! "Why? Why? Why? Do you want me to kill him!" I shouted rather loudly, it had started to attract the unwanted attention of a few bystanders nearby.
"Well, I haven't really drove in a while since Celty always drives me places so it'd be sort of a precaution for your safety and I would feel better if you'd make sure that Izaya doesn't hurt himself or pull anything…" Shinra glanced back and lowered his voice to a whisper. "Also so he doesn't try anything rash like jumping out of the vehicle or crazy-yet possibly-lethal-things of his nature back there."
"What? You don't trust me Shinra? I'm hurt." The flea gestured a hand over his heart and giggled to himself.
Psychotic-self-absorbed-eavesdropping asshole.
"We should be going now Shizuo?" The underground doctor attempted to change the subject and his expression to that of a plea.
I snarled but went with his request mostly because he made sense. An old saying came into mind: I couldn't trust him as far as I can throw him. Well for me, it's quite the opposite with Izaya since I'm not no ordinary man. I could throw that flea as far as I 'can't' trust him, and trust me… if I could throw him …he'd be halfway out in the pacific ocean by now. Which is another good idea to rid myself of this pest. Let him drown and get eaten by sharks.
I walked back around the other side and took a seat in the back, but not next to Izaya. In fact, I kept myself at a distance from him for my own safety and his, even if that distance was only one seat apart. Essentially, it was for me to not kill him or for him to pull out a knife or scalpel of Shinra's and try to slice away at me. Though- we're still in reach of each other so the distance is not very effective… so much for that, but I still didn't want to be near the man I hate the most. Luckily he can't possibly have his flick blade on him since I have it back at home, but I'd be a fool to let my guard down and get carved by a sharp object he likely smuggled from the doctor. What a bad predicament we're in.
Shinra pulled out from the street and we were are our way.
"What? Not wearing your seatbelt? It's a grave option Shizu-chan. Shinra hasn't drove in a while, your simple absentminded choice may ultimately take your life if we were to crash. It would be wise to buckle up nice and tight, if we were to have such a dilemma?"
"Tch." What are you talking about? You'd want that to happen. At least I trust Shinra, he's more caring and cautious than you'd ever be.
"Hmm? Not in the mood for idle chatter? You're making this trip a bit of a bore… but if that's how you want it then alright. … Maybe later?"
How about never?
The ride through the city was very long and unnerving so I kept a constant stare on him from the corner of my eye. Izaya was unpredictable at times, you'd never know what he'd do to see a reaction or create mischief to keep himself entertained. Damn, he's sick. … Yeah, he'd do about anything to keep himself occupied and content.
It took no longer than a minute before he noticed my gaze and keep his eyes on me throughout the entire trip. I think he mostly did it to annoy me, but if he did try something than I'd know when to make my first move.
…
"We're here!" Shinra bounced out of the driver's seat and popped the trunk. I got out of the vehicle and pulled out the folded wheelchair and the boxes then placed them neatly on the sidewalk in front of the apartment building. Shinra then motioned me to Izaya's opened door.
I adjusted my shades and walked over.
"Okay Shizuo, here's the crucial lowdown on how to take care of Izaya's injures-."
"Take care? More like forced care."
He blinked a few times but continued anyways… "I'll need you to pay very close attention so that you don't bring any unnecessary harm to him and so he'll heal quicker."
Unnecessary harm? You've got to be kidding me. He'll be dead within days.
"First, all shots must be given in the arms because the damage is minimal there and it's a lot easier. And please try and not to jab it in, even if he does anger you. Worst case scenario: you'd bring him back to me and I'd have to fish out a broken needle in his upper limb, it can cause a lot of discomfort and may injure it even further. So with gentleness, please."
There's an idea. Or- I could use the needles like a darts and Izaya like a dartboard.
"You do know how to be gentle, right Shizu-chan? It seems very unlikely that you could be ever so soft and caring."
"I could say the same for you, you emotion and confidence-sucking leech. What about all of those loved humans that you put through so much stress and agony? Where's the tender love and caring at?"
Izaya shot the darkest smirk I'd ever seen from him yet. It only confirmed that I was right about him. My gut instinct always proved correct, like hating him the first time I saw him. My intuition has yet to fail me.
"Guys! Please calm yourselves. You should try to get be trying to get along, not starting up a potentially devastating argument."
"Devastating? I don't see how I can in my condition, unless Shizzy-chan decides to crush an important-temporarily handicapped one such as myself. However, I shall give my best efforts." His darkened tone and chuckling made it come out as if it was a lie. I knew it was a lie and Shinra probably knew too, it wasn't that surprising.
"Okay- Now, the needle must go directly into the bloodstream so I'd say go about a little over an inch here under the skin." He poked at a small spot on Izaya's shoulder and the flea flinched. "See, right here? This is where I've been injecting the medication, this tender small red spot. I'd say no more than an inch and a half deep with Izaya's thin structure. You may also want to alternate shots from this arm to the other so that it's not overworking the skin and so it can heal and not bruise from dose after dose."
"Alright, anything else?" I growled.
"Mmmm…Oh yeah! You'll need to come back at my place for more of the medication sometime this week cause I don't have enough made and ready yet to last."
Just great.
"Also remember that he needs two ounces of medication every two to three hours, if you check the syringes then the amount is labeled on it. And… don't forget to change his bandages every night, this way you prevent any sores or infections. And I recommend that you give him a shot very soon since I forgot a while ago." … "I can't really think of anything else at the moment other than making him drink plenty of fluids and eating a healthy diet. I guess if I come up with more then I'll call you."
"Okay. So- that's it?"
"For now, yeah." He scratched the back of his head in nervousness. "You can bring him back once he can properly walk again, that way I can hopefully issue a good warrant of health and he can be on his way and out of here before we know it. You're only taking care of him for just a short time."
"The shorter the better." I said unbuckling Izaya and scooping him up into my arms. The red eyed demon struggled again to break free, as if he could walk on his own right now? Which he probably could but I wasn't going to let him try in front of Shinra. If I did then the doctor would be fretting and repeating the same old bull crap about 'he's not healed or stabled enough to walk' or 'if you keep doing this you'll only injure him more' kind of nonsense and not leave. I hope the flea can walk again soon and get the hell out of Ikebukuro, cause as soon as he's able to run then I'm going to squash him like a bug.
Shinra closed the doors and hopped into the car and rolled down his window. "So you remember what I said and how to properly care fo-"
"Yes! I know, I remember!" I shouted, though I didn't really mean to at Shinra, shouting should be reserved for annoying pests like Izaya. Unfortunately today hasn't been my best and I was pissed to no end in only an hour and a half, so maybe that's why I yelled.
"Okay, call if you need anything." He started to drive off but slowed down to add more to his sentence. "And call if something bad happens and you don't know what to do."
"I know!" My head ached terribly.
The doctor was gone within a minute or so and I walked towards the building with the flea in arms.
…
"So you can remember? Hahahahaha. Just how much of it did you store in that brain? Or is that you just don't care and you're planning to kill me in the cover of your poor house?" He laughed.
"Keep giving me ideas and I will."
"Really now?" He suddenly elbowed me, then 'inadvertently' bumped his head against my chin and my teeth gnashed together painfully.
"Oh! I'm sorry Shizu-chan. I was just trying to get comfortable since you won't put me down." He made an admission of his so called 'guilt' with venom dripping from every word.
I'm getting pissed again. Yeah right, that's just a weak excuse to cause pain and irritation-… at my expense.
"Yes Shizu-chan, my bad. Hahaha." He laughed.
… … …That is it!
"You want to be put down? Fine!" I seethed through my teeth and forcibly flipped him out of my arms and he crashed face forward onto the concrete surface before me.
He quickly rolled over onto his side silently gasping for breath as he clenched at his stomach and chest. He then swiftly shot up onto his knees against the sidewalk, wheezing in pain and reaching for my arm, trying to keep himself straight and stable as blood began to stain and ooze through his gauzes and white shirt. He clung to tightly to my sleeve and weakly made an effort to hold himself up, clawing his nails into the fabric like he did at the time I almost choked him to death. The grasp felt desperate and frantic, a side of Izaya I've never really seen. And I couldn't help but feel a wave of guilt in my chest, but he deserves this! More than this!
"Shi- zu-…o…" He forced himself to lean on my leg for support when his hold weakened. I could tell that he was fighting off the show of pain and weakness, but his glassy eyes shown otherwise.
"You got what you had coming. I'm trying to help you out and you go and piss me off, it's all your fault."
He didn't say anything as he darkly glared up at me. He didn't last very long in that position once slid off and landed on the ground off to the side. The informant laid there and made no effort to move, but his watery eyes never left me.
I'll just leave him here to die, that'll solve everything. I contemplated and began to walk into the apartment complex.
…
He wheezed and coughed roughly on the ground as I stood just inside the doors.
… Goddamn it.
I deeply sighed and stepped back outside to that pathetic flea.
I walked over and reached for the small box that Shinra gave me, I ripped the thick tape off and removed out a single capped syringe and a small vial if clear fluid. I uncapped the needle and medication bottle then withdrew the amount labeled on the syringe. I carefully pulled Izaya's arm away from his limp body and lightly rubbed his shoulder in preparation for the shot, he winced from this but remained silent and observing. It was strange of him to act this way but I didn't care.
His gaze never moved from my face as I injected the medicine. "Tch." Was probably shocked since I'm more gentle then he thought. I've should have been more forceful and harsh.
He blacked out shortly after the dose with a face full of pain, it was a rare sight indeed. Again I felt bad. Shit, I always feel bad for pained people but not for thugs, thieves, and dirty criminals like him. But I couldn't help it, it was partially my fault; mostly his, that he bled out of consciousness anyways, so maybe that's why.
"You're the one who kept me up last night." I kept thinking about him lying on the street dead and it bothered me a lot, and I didn't even know why.
Well since he's out cold…
Maybe I'll get some sleep after all.
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A/N: Sorry for the delayed update, but I've been stuck in a short writer's block. That and I've been playing too much Soul Calibur 4 lately. I have a created character on there that looks like and almost sounds like Shizu-chan, minus the glasses & bartender getup cause I highly doubt they'd have that on an anime fighting game. & I have been spending time with my older and younger sisters.
Anyways, please Review if you want and hope you enjoyed this longer chapter.
