Chapter 21 – Chaos
Izaya looked at the pieces in his hand. How did she manage to do this? Taking his knife out, he tried cutting the tape, to free the chess pieces. It was fiddly, but Izaya was a master at using his blade. When he had finally removed the tape, he rolled the three pieces in his hand. Each one had small knife marks, cut into the wood. Izaya gently placed them on his desk. I get it Kanra.
"What's happening between you and the flea?" Shizuo held Kanra's hand, while they walked. "For the time being we've gone back to our original roles." Kanra sighed. "He's my big brother and I'm his little...sister." Shizuo noticed how down Kanra seemed. "The flea's stubborn, but he'll come around." She hoped he was right. She hated being Izaya's little sister.
"Izaya-kun, said you did something stupid after I left you yesterday." Shizuo used his other hand, to take out a cigarette and light it. "You two are similar." Kanra looked up at him confused. "What do you mean?" Shizuo breathed out smoke. "Everyone thinks you're twins because of the way you look, but your personality is similar to Izaya's." Kanra stopped letting go of his hand. "I didn't change it to be the same as Izaya. How are we similar?" It scared her a little, that she was acting that was by instinct. "Firstly, you came up to me and started a conversation. Not a lot of people come close to me Kanra. Second, this is a dangerous job which you agreed to do." Kanra looked down at her heels. "Third, the way you've fit into your new life. Not forgetting what you did yesterday, messing with people is what the flea does. Kanra this new image, you've created is Izaya." Kanra automatically stepped back. "Is that why we got so close?" The blond finished his cigarette. "I don't know. Are you being your true self?"
Izaya spun around in his chair. His fingers quickly skimming over the keys of his phone. "Do I want to know what you're doing?" Namie was standing in front of his desk, with a pile of folders in her arms. "I'm showing the humans my love." Izaya pressed send and started typing another message. "So you're destroying someone else's life?" Izaya smirked at her. "I'm only sending a message, not to hurt something that's mine." His secretary scowled dropping the folders on his hands. "Just do your work." Izaya called after her, looking at the mess on his desk. "Namie-san, I'm cutting your pay."
Saki took her phone out of her pocket, glancing at the screen it was from Izaya. Her chest hurt as she finished reading the message. She turned to look at the leader of the blue squares, as usual the teen was smiling. He waved as he noticed her watching. Saki walked over to him. I'm sorry Masaomi.
Kida watched as Saki looked at her phone, smiling at Aoba. He shouldn't have brought her back with him, if things were going to turn out like this. The blond bit his lip,as his girlfriend sat on the other teens lap. She noticed him watching and their eyes met. As usual Kida couldn't figure out what she was thinking. It was the same in the past. When she was under Izaya's control. He wiped the blood from his lip, walking past the pair.
Namie slammed Izaya's drink down in front of him. The informant looked up and smiled mockingly, no matter what he did it irritated her. "Why can't you be more like Kanra?" The secretary reluctantly tied the files up, leaving her employer's desk clear. "Ah speak of the adorable sibling." Izaya waved his phone around, before answering it. That was one conversation she didn't want to hear. "Hello Kanra. How's my little sister?" There was a pause on the other end of the phone. "Izaya-nii. Who do I remind you of?" Izaya smiled, spinning in his chair. "A very cute miniature me." Izaya heard her sigh on the other end. "Why did you want to know?" He was curious, about why she would call him, after all they lived together. "It was something Shizuo-san said. I'll see you when I get home." Izaya looked at the phone, after Kanra had hung up.
"Namie-san. I have a question for you." The secretary ignored him. "If you don't answer me, I'll cut your pay." Izaya smirked as she glared at him. "Who would you say Kanra reminded you of?" Namie moved towards the desk. "Is that a trick question?" Izaya went back to spinning. "Fine. She's a gentler version than you, but she has a similar aura to you." Izaya stopped the chair and tilted his head, waiting for her to continue. "She has the same look in her eye as that Ryugamine kid. The same one you do." Izaya moved behind the desk, leaning close to her. "What do you mean by that?" Namie didn't show him, she was intimidated. "Childish excitement, It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, as long as something happens. And if you get bored, you interfere, making it happen intentional or not. None of you like being ordinary." Namie shrugged away from Izaya, going back to the sofa. "Thank you Namie-san." Namie watched as he went back to his computer. What the hell was that about?
Kanra was having a bad day. Izaya had confirmed what she hadn't realised. Was it that obvious? She had modeled her new life on Izaya? Kanra and Shizuo walked in silence. The blond was less in control today, usually he would wait until whatever excuse was given. Today if it didn't look like they would pay, he threw them across the street. After the second guy had been sent flying, Kanra stepped in front of him. "Are you mad at me, Shizuo-chan?" She watched him pull out another cigarette. "I get it, my new life was unconsciously based on Izaya. Do you hate me now?" The blond sighed. "No. I'm worried." Kanra didn't know what to say to that. "The flea is usually involved in dangerous stuff, he likes scheming and messing with people." Shizuo dropped his cigarette, stomping it into the ground, slowly he wrapped his hands around the teen. "Izaya knows how to protect himself, he causes problems knowing he can get out of it. You can't." Kanra relaxed into his arms, she was an idiot.
Kanra only found out the problem she had caused when she got back home. Izaya wasn't at his desk. Namie was sitting on the sofa, watching tv. She was about to walk away, when the news came on talking about the "Gang war" that had started.
After last nights attacks, starting the gang war between the Yellow scarves, Blue squares and the slasher,more casualties have been found in alley ways. It's unsure at the moment which gang they belong to, but they have been taken to the hospital for treatment. The Dollars have not yet made an appearance, it is unknown what they will do. We advise not to stay out after dark and to contact the police if you have any information.
Kanra hung her head. Why didn't Izaya say anything? She had to stop them. Kida and Anri could get hurt. Warm arms wrapped around her stomach. "I thought you were out Izaya-nii?" Izaya used his other hand to switch off the tv. "I was doing something else." Kanra shivered at how close he was. "Namie-san, you can leave early." Izaya didn't wait for her response, instead he picked up the younger teen carrying her to their bedroom.
"What's this about?" Kanra shifted, as Izaya dumped her on the bed. He quickly took of her jacket. "Izaya-nii?" Izaya threw her jacket on the floor, her heels following. "Big brother." Izaya looked up at that. "Shizu-chan said you were my copy, didn't he?" Kanra's face answered his question. "Namie basically said the same thing." Kanra couldn't see where this is going. "It made me realize that we think the same." Izaya dropped the damaged chess pieces on the bed. "Do you know what I'd do if I was in your situation Kanra?" Izaya smirked down at the teen. "I'd show you that I loved you and then I'd ignore you, go back to our proper roles, dropping small hints about how damaged we'd all be without each other. Which is what you've done." Izaya crouched over her. "So what would be next, keep ignoring me until I crack? Keep dropping hints until I feel guilty? Or maybe you'd try and seduce me?" Kanra shuffled backwards. "I warned you, I wouldn't let you get away with everything." Izaya crawled towards her, Kanra winced as she hit her head on the headboard.
"I-Izaya-nii. Sto-" Kanra froze at the look in Izaya's eyes. "For someone so smart, you can be a stupid girl Kanra." Izaya unbuckled the small belt on her skirt, sliding her skirt off and dumping it on the floor with the rest. "I'm sorry, Izaya-nii." Izaya ignored her, pulling the top over her head. "Izaya-nii." He wasn't listening. Kanra shivered in her underwear. This was a really bad day.
Izaya was surprised when he pushed backwards, Kanra pinning him down. "Izaya-nii, listen to me." He could feel her tears drip onto his cheek. "I love you Izaya-nii. It hurts when you call me little sister. I was trying to show you that you love me and Shizuo-san." She laid down on Izaya's chest. "I didn't plan to act like you, or hurt anyone." Izaya could feel the chess pieces, digging in his back. He ignored it focusing on Kanra. "I thought I could be someone new. Instead I screwed everything up. You were right, I'm still the same." She was crying harder now. "I had an argument with Shizuo-san. He said I was like you, but I couldn't protect myself." Izaya resisted the urge to put his arms around her. "Anri-chan and Kida-kun are going to get hurt." She lifted herself above Izaya again. "Help me, Izaya-nii." Izaya felt his heart wrench, wrapping his arms around her. "It might be too late Kanra."
Things went from bad to worse for Kida. After school we watched as Saki and Aoba walked away together. He wasn't sure what their relationship was anymore. He didn't feel up to walking with Anri, so he made his way to his and Saki's apartment. He made a few stops, Simon had tried to get him to buy sushi. He had been stopped by the otaku's, who were asking if he knew anything about Kanra, Izaya and Shizuo. Kadota stopped them, letting Kida walk away as quickly as he could.
He flinched as Shizuo noticed him, heading straight for him. The blond gulped trying his usual smile. "Shizuo-san." Before he could say anything else, Shizuo picked him up by his throat. Kida struggled, before he was dropped on the ground. The teen groaned, standing and wiping off the dirt on his uniform. "Don't get Kanra involved in your little gang war." Kida rubbed his throat as the blond walked away. He knew he had been let off lightly.
When he had finally got back home, he noticed two pairs of shoes by the door. Saki was home. Kida called out for her, he didn't get an answer. He needed to get changed, so he went up to their bedroom. He froze as he heard giggling. His bad feeling got worse, as he heard the voices of two people. "Saki." Kida stood in the door way, his girlfriend froze, looking at him in horror. He ignored her reaction focusing on the teen next to her. Aoba smiled and Kida went for him. Saki watched as the two leaders fought. She lowered her head. This was Izaya's fault and hers for not being strong enough. She reached for her phone.