Finalllly!
Chapter Friggen 13!
Yes~~~ hahah
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Friend in Need
"I-za-ya- kun~" a voice sang. Izaya opened his eyes a bit. It was difficult to see. Everything was blurry and he could barely move.
"Shi-Shizu-chan?" Izaya called out. He really hoped it was Shizuo.
"Mm, not quite~" the voice chuckled. Izaya frowned at the voice. He knew who it was. He didn't answer.
"My, my...You've only been apart from Shizu-chan for 23 hours, and you've already gone crazy~" he laughed.
"Go, away." Izaya growled.
"Hmm... I can't really 'go away', I'm apart of you. I won't stop aggravating you until you have learned your lesson."
Izaya focused his vision on the man standing in front of him. It was his doppelganger self, with an irritable smirk on his face.
Izaya motioned to move around but yet again, waves of pain shot throughout his body. "Nnn." Izaya groaned, as he winced at the pain.
He realized that he was sitting down in a chair. He looked around, trying to find that he was in the room of nothingness again.
"Be careful~ If you move around too much, your body is going to feel like it's being ripped to shreads~" he chimed.
The other Izaya's sarcastic demeanor was very irritating to Izaya. He felt like punching him in the face.
"By the way, what a fantastic show you put on~! I never thought that a curse would be so effective towards you." the red Izaya chuckled, "I'd never have thought that you would turn on Celty~! What a show!" he said amusingly, and clapped his hands.
"Shut up! Celty is the one who started this whole nonsense! It's all her fault!" Izaya growled.
"Ah, that may be true, but if she never placed a curse on you in the first place, you would've never fallen in love with Shizuo, right?" the red Izaya said a matter of factly.
Izaya opened his mouth, but then closed it. What the other Izaya said was true. All of this wouldn't of happened if it weren't for the curse.
"Ah, but then again, you never truly wanted to fall in love, right? You rather be the one that everyone would hate, and despise while you loved your humans, but of course not romantically." Red Izaya stated.
Izaya kept quiet, this made the evil Izaya grin evilly, "This is because, you and I both know that love is nothing but a useless emotion. Love can be strong one minute, and then can crumble beneath your very own feet. So what's the point in being in love when you know that it's not going to last?" he inquired as he walked behind Izaya who was still speechless.
"So, here comes my next question. What's the point if being with your dear Shizu-chan, when you know this valid information?" he smirked.
Izaya's eyes grew wide. What was the point? What was the purpose of him being in love if it wouldn't last anyways?
"I'm guessing you don't know?" he chuckled, "But truly, Izaya, what is the reason behind it all? Is it because you truly enjoy torturing the brute that much, that you'll go so far to manipulate his feelings?" he questioned, as he walking back in front of Izaya, looking him in the eyes, "Or, you truly feel that you are in love with Shizuo?"
Izaya looked at his doppelganger in his deep red eyes, "I-I... I don't know..." he said, disappoined with his answer.
"It's okay if you're in love, Izaya. It's a quite normal human emotion." The doppelganger shrugged, "But, then again, you don't even consider yourself a human, do you?" he smirked.
"Where are you going with this?" Izaya mumbled.
"You've considered yourself a god, you've always have. But having such pitiful emotions doesn't make yourself a god, anymore. You're nothing more than a pitiful, worthless, human, that has no purpose in life, other than antagonizing your beloved humans~" he smirked.
"Other than that, what's the point of living?" he asked.
Izaya's eyes widened at the question. He couldnt even speak.
He felt as if his life was nothing but a shallow, empty shell. What was the point? Why did he exist? Why? Why? Why?
The question repeated in his head, over and over again, like a broken record player.
What's the point of living?
What's the point of living?
What's the point of living?
Izaya slowly opened his eyelids and recognized his surroundings. He was in his bedroom.
How'd I get here? he thought.
He felt hot. Too hot. His throat felt dry and he had a headache. "Nnn" he moaned at the pain in his head.
Izaya rolled onto his stomache, hoping that the pain would soon subside. As he moved around, he felt a piece of paper under him.
He reached for it and observed it. It was a note.
Izaya, you fell unconsious when we had our discussion last night, so I brought you home. I'm sorry for hurting you and hope we could put this ordeal behind us.
~ Celty
-P.s. Your keys, pocket knives etc are all on your on your desk, downstairs.
Izaya rolled his eyes and crumpled up the note, tossing it on the floor. He began to close his eyes, but then abruptly opened them again, knowing that if he fell asleep, more than likely he would be back in that dark room with his doppelganger.
Izaya tried his best to stay awake, but his headache wasn't helping him with that, it was only making him feel drowzy.
He didn't want to go back to sleep. He didn't want to be back in that dark room, hearing his evil self put more negative thoughts in his head.
Instead of laying down, Izaya got out of bed and went downstairs. He was too drowzy to wash up and get dressed.
He made his way towards his kitchen and started to make some coffee, hoping that it would wake him up fully.
As the coffee was brewing, Izaya heard his cell phone ring. "Ugh, shut up..." Izaya mumbled. The annoying cell phone ring was making his head hurt even more.
Izaya walked over to his work desk and grabbed his phone and answered it without checking the caller ID.
"Hello?" Izaya answered drowzily.
"Hey, Izaya." a familiar voice answered.
Izaya's heart dropped, "Shi-Shizu-chan?" he choked.
"The one and only." Shizuo chuckled, lightly and so did Izaya.
"I just didn't expect it to be you..." Izaya said, But, I'm really glad that it's you...he smiled.
"Heh, well expect the unexpected."
"Hmm? Shizu-chan is so wise~" Izaya teased.
"Tch...stupid flea. Anyways, Izaya are you alright?" he asked.
Izaya sighed, "Shizu-chan, I'm fin-" he was cut off.
"Don't say you're 'fine'! You sound like a sick dog!" Shizuo shouted.
"I...I just don't feel good...calm down" Izaya said. Shizuo's shouting made his head throb.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I'm comming down with something..." he coughed, "My head and my throat hurts like hell..." he admitted.
"Just...take it easy okay?" Shizuo suggested. He really wanted to talk to Izaya about him and Celty's fight yesterday, but since the raven wasn't feeling well, he didn't want to bother him about it, now.
"Hm? Is Shizu-chan worried about me? I'm so flattered." Izaya teased.
"Of course I'm worried about you..." he mumbled.
"Heh, stupid protozoan, there's no need to worry about me. I'm nothing more than a nucience in your life. Just a waste of space..." he blurted. He didn't even realize what he said until he heard silence at the end of the line.
"W-what...?" Shizuo asked. He couldn't believe his ears. Did Izaya just call himself a waste of space? Izaya would {never} say that, even if he were joking.
Izaya couldn't believe what he said either. He would've never said that!
What the hell? What's wrong with me?
"Ah..! I...umm..." Izaya stuttered, trying to find the right words to say.
"Izaya, what the hell? You're not a waste of space! Who the hell told you that?" Shizuo yelled.
"I...um...I'm sorry. I didn't even mean to say that. I don't know where that came from..." he admitted.
"Izaya..." Shizuo said. Now he was really worried about Izaya. What was his problem?
"Seriously, Shizu-chan, I'm fine. The headache just got to me..." he assured.
"Izaya, you're not alright! Tell me what's wrong!"
"Look, I'm fine! Just...leave me alone, I have to work, now..." he lied.
"Wait, Izaya-!" Shizuo tried.
"Bye, Shizu-chan..." he dismissed and hung up his cell phone.
He felt something moist on his cheeks. Izaya quickly wiped them away. He knew that he was crying and it was seriously frustrating.
"What the hell is wrong with me! Stop crying! Stop crying! Fuck!" he yelled angrily at himself.
This was relatively new to Izaya. He was acting really weird lately and have been crying a lot. And Izaya would never cry. Great gods like himself would never show their emotions. Only feeble humans do such idiotic things.
If this being true...what would that make Izaya?
{Ahaha, what did I tell you, Izaya?} a voice laughed in Izaya's head, making his headache even worse.
Izaya's eyes widened, "W-what? What is this?"
{You're nothing more than a worthless human with worthless emotions that you can't hide any longer.} the voice chuckled.
"No! No! NO!" Izaya wailed. He slowly fell onto his knees and grabbed fists of his hair.
{You are nothing more, than a fallen god. Something that is totally worthless and disposable.}
"Shut up! Leave me alone!" Izaya screamed and closed his eyes.
{No one needs you, Izaya...} the Red Izaya stated, {All you need to do is... disappear ~} he said and laughed maniacally.
"NO! I don't! Leave me alone! Leave me alone! GO AWAY!" Izaya yelled, hoping that the voice would soon subside.
"Izaya! Izaya! Wake up!" a voice called for him back into reality. Izaya opened his eyes to find Namie shaking him awake.
"W-wha?" Izaya blinked and looked around to figure out where he was. It felt like he was in that dream of his again with his evil twin.
"Jesus! I walk in here and you're screaming and crying like a maniac!" she said, clearly worried at him. She wasn't really that fond of Izaya, but the sight that she just witnessed made her feel concerned for him.
She helped him up off the floor, and propped him up to keep his balance. His legs were really wobbly and could barely support himself.
"I...don't feel so well..." Izaya admitted.
"Maybe you should get some sleep then. You look like a zombie." she pointed out.
"NO! I dont want to go to sleep!" Izaya panicked. That was the last action he wanted to do. Going to sleep was his last priority.
Namie jumped at the uneasiness of his voice, "Fine, okay. You don't have to go to sleep. But at least lay down. I can't hold you up like this forever." she sighed, and made her way to the couch.
She layed him down on the couch and sighed, "Izaya, what's wrong with you?" she asked.
"Nothing's wrong. I'm fine..." he lied, smiling weakly.
"No, you're not fine! You were just screaming on the floor, like a madman!" she exclaimed.
"I said I'm fine!" he snapped, she was starting to sound like Shizuo. "Just...file those papers over there and email the information to my clients. It's all written down on a piece of paper on my desk..." he ordered.
"Fine..." she said, and started to make her way towards Izaya's desk.
"And Namie..." he called.
"What?"
"If...if I go to sleep...wake me up immedeatly...please?" he asked.
Namie hesitated to answer his question. Izaya never said 'please' to her, only when he was teasing her or something.
Something was seriously wrong with him.
"O-okay." she said and continued to work.
As Namie worked, Izaya tried to focus staying awake. He didn't want to lay down, because most likely he would fall asleep, which was the last thing he wanted to do.
He looked at his living room table and found the remote control for his TV. He grabbed it and pressed the power button and the blank screen flickered on.
It was on the news channel, but Izaya didn't want to watch it now. The news sometimes made him sleepy. He flickered through the channels and found the cartoon channel.
Izaya smiled at this. It reminded him of Shizuo and his childlike personality. Even though Izaya didn't really like cartoons, he decided to watch it anyways. Mostly because it was loud and had flashing colors that would grab his attention.
He settled comfortably on his couch and tried his best to watch and comprehend the cartoon he was watching.
It was about a boy and a dog that liked to go on adventures. The dog apparently had super powers, and the boy was very ambitious. They lived in a kindom made of candy and sweets of some sorts.
Izaya really didn't understand the plot, or the scene of what was going on, but the loud noises that kept him awake, which made him pleased.
The boy character was beating up countless monsters and bad guys. This reminded him so much of Shizuo. Heh, this is pretty funny... Izaya thought and the chuckled.
A few minutes later, when Izaya was starting to get really interested in his TV show, something blocked his view. Izaya frowned and saw that Namie was standing in front of him with a a hot cup.
"Here, you were boiling this." she said with her expressionless face.
Izaya slowly lifted himself from the couch with his head still throbbing from his earlier headache, and grabbed the hot cup and drank from it. He assumed it was coffee since he was took out the ingredients to make it, but it turned out to be tea with honey.
"Thanks..." Izaya said, but pouted a bit, since he was looking forward to drink his coffee.
"You're welcome... I made you tea, since you said you weren't feeling well." she said.
"Namie, since when do you care about me?" Izaya teased, and sipped some more of his tea.
"I don't, that's why I put poison in your tea." she said blankly and walked back to Izaya's desk to finish her work.
Her blank expression and voice made Izaya feel a bit uneasy. He wasn't sure if she was joking or not.
"Heh, you're joking...right, Namie?" he asked nerviously.
"Maybe..." she said. Of course she didn't do anything like that, she just wanted to tease him.
"Eh?" he asked.
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. Who knows?" she shrugged and continued filing her papers.
"That's not funny..." he said. He looked at his tea again. It looked normal pretty normal, and it smelled normal too. If she did put poison in it, he would've felt sick or something, because he already had a couple of sips.
He shrugged and took his chances. He took another sip of his tea, hoping it would make him feel better. Fortunately, it made his sore throat feel a bit better, but his headache stayed.
He finished up his tea and sat it down on his table. He settled back down on the couch and rested his head. He continued to watch his TV show. He'd admit that he did like it. It reminded him so much of Shizuo.
Izaya's eyelids grew heavy and he was almost ready to go to sleep. He couldn't help it, those nightmares he would have would drain all of his energy, and couldn't function properly. He hoped that Namie would wake him up just in time before the nightmare started.
As Izaya lowered his eyelids, he started to think about Shizuo. He was making him feel worried, and agitated. Izaya didn't mean to snap at him, he was just frustrated with the lack of sleep he needed. Izaya sighed, "I'm...sorry, Shizu-chan..." he whispered to himself, and drifted off to sleep.
Shizuo felt a stinging pain in his left shoulder blade, and a warm liquid gushing out of it. He was stabbed.
The sting didn't really hurt that much though, it was just seriously annoying, but Shizuo tried his best to ignore it, and look for the guy who stabbed him in the first place.
Shizuo was chasing down this guy that owed Tom some money. Shizuo grabbed him, hoping that he wouldn't try to escape, but unfortunately slipped out of his grip, and stabbing him with a small knife, right in the shoulder.
The man ran away soon after that and Shizuo, of course chased after him, he wasn't going to let that punk get away from him that easily.
Shizuo ran to an alley way and looked around. No one was there.
"Tch...bastard. Come out and show yourself!" Shizuo yelled. He knew the man was near, because this was the direction where he ran.
Then, Shizuo heard footsteps coming from behind. They sounded like they were running towards him.
Shizuo swiftly tunred around and saw that it was the runaway charging after him with the same knife in hand that he was stabbed with earlier.
Seriously? All this for 500 bucks? Shizuo sighed. Before the man stabbed Shizuo again, Shizuo landed a powerful punch right on his face, making the man litereally fly backwards into the alley way, making the knife fly out of his hand.
The man collapsed on the floor, being disarmed and discombobulated. Shizuo walked towards the man and picked him up from his collar.
Shizuo was pissed. Extremely pissed. Including the fact that the man stabbed him, he also made the job a lot more frustrating and difficult for Shizuo. Not to mention that he was attacked twice.
"Listen, asshole! I have a lot more better things to do than run around in this god for saken city, and look for you! I really don't feel like beating you into a pulp for you to hand me the cash you owe. So pay up, and you won't get hurt!" Shizuo warned. It was true, he really didn't want to beat up this guy, even though he was clearly pissed at him for stabbing him.
The man was dead nervious now, "O-okay...h-here's the m-money...j-just please...don't hurt me..." the man pleaded and reached in his pants' pocket and pulled out a large sum of money. With his shaking hand, the man steadily gave it to Shizuo.
Shizuo took the cash and dropped the man on the floor harshly, "Now, get the fuck out of here." Shizuo growled.
The man quickly got to his feet and ran away from Shizuo. As he ran, Shizuo checked the cash that the man gave him. He counted and it turned out, that the man gave Shizuo another hundred dollar bill. Shizuo shrugged and shoved the money in his pocket, he had to go find Tom and give him the cash. The last place where Tom was, was at a nearby bar.
Shizuo walked towards the direction where the bar was located. It was about a good 10 minute walk, so Shizuo didn't mind.
As he walked, Shizuo's mind wandered and thought about his day. He woke up this morning, had breakfast, then he called Izaya to check up on him.
Shizuo frowned at remembering the conversation he had with the flea. Izaya sounded sick, and he said the weirdest thing 'a waste of space...'
Izaya would never say that! Well...not the Izaya, Shizuo knew. Shizuo kept repeating the words in his head and grimaced at them.
"A waste of space...?" Shizuo mumbled. That statement truly upset the blonde brute. He wanted to know what was wrong with Izaya.
A couple of minutes later, Shizuo finally reached the bar. He walked in and found Tom sitting down sipping an alcoholic beverage. Shizuo sat down beside him, but Tom didn't even notice him.
"Oi, Tom." Shizuo spoke up, trying to grab the dreadlock man's attention.
Finally he turned around and greeted Shizuo, "Oh, hey Shizuo. I didn't even notice you there." he chuckled and sipped some of his drink, "So, didja catch the guy?" he asked.
"Yeah, he gave an extra hundred too." Shizuo said, attempting to take the money out of his pocket to hand it to Tom. But, before he could, Tom motioned Shizuo to stop.
"Nah, keep it. That's your pay for today." Tom smiled and took another sip.
"Are you sure? You just paid me 500 yesterday." Shizuo answered.
"Yeah I know. Just keep it, okay?" Tom smiled again, finishing off his drink.
"If you say so. Thanks." Shizuo mumbled.
"Hmm? Shizuo...what's with the face?" Tom asked.
"What face?" Shizuo questioned.
"The face you're making...what's up?"
"Tom, this is my normal, everyday face." Shizuo chuckled.
"Nah...something's up. What's wrong?" Tom asked, "Is it something up with your girlfriend?"
Shizuo froze up a bit. It seemed like Tom was able to read minds.
"Yeah...I guess you can say that." Shizuo shrugged, looking away from the other man.
"Huh? What's wrong? Maybe I could help." Tom suggested.
"Uh...I don't think..." Shizuo started.
"Nonsense, Shizuo! We're bros and bros are supposed to help each other out, no matter what!" Tom said a little loud. Shizuo could tell that he was on the verge of being tipsy.
"Um...alright then." Shizuo chuckled, "Well...I called her before I left to work..." Shizuo started. It felt a bit weird, adressing Izaya as her but he wasn't quite ready to tell Tom that he was interested in men.
"Go on..." Tom said.
"Well...when I called her, she sounded sick. Her voice was all scratchy and hoarse." he said. "And...when I asked her about it, she said...don't worry about her, she's just a waste of space..." Shizuo said sadly.
"Hmm? Why would she say that?" Tom asked.
"I dunno. It's strange because, she's sort of a narcissist so it's kind of weird for her to say that. And it's sort've been bothering me."
"Hmm...maybe she's on her womanly, monthly shit." Tom shrugged. Shizuo mentally facepalmed himself. He really needed to tell Tom that he's in a relationship with and actual man not a woman, but of course not now in a public bar.
"I don't think that's the case." Shizuo mumbled loud enough for Tom to hear.
Tom shrugged again, "If you want, you can go home and check up on her."
Shizuo looked at him questionably, "I think that's the alcohol speaking..." Shizuo chuckled. There was no way Tom would let Shizuo postpone a job for a 'girlfriend'.
"Nah, I'm serious. This is your first girlfriend in like, EVER. You should go check up on her. You caught most of the runaways, all I have to do is get three more." Tom smiled.
"Are you sure,Tom?" Shizuo asked.
"Yeah, yeah it's cool." Tom said.
Shizuo smiled at the dreadlocked man. Tom was a pretty cool guy for letting Shizuo handle his personal problems, instead of working.
"You know, you're a pretty cool boss, Tom." Shizuo smiled and patted the other on the back lightly.
"Heh, and a pretty cool friend too." he smiled back.
"Yeah, yeah." Shizuo chuckled.
"Hey Shizuo..." Tom called.
"Hmm?" Shizuo looked questioningly.
"Before you leave, do you mind having a drink with me?" Tom asked.
"Sure thing." Shizuo smirked.
Tom called for a bartender and ordered two drinks for him and Shizuo. The two friends drunk their drinks like there was no tomorrow.
:D YAAYYY
Finally! Isn't there a mysterious mystery goin' on ?
Red Izaya is scary, ne?
He can get into your mind D:
Poor Izaya D:
I make him suffer so much ;A;
Next Chap. Shizuo comes back and 'helps' Izaya with his nightmares *blush* Ehh! I'm not sure if I will be good at making a sex scene! I will probably make it so stupid. T^T
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