So yeah I think I'm only gonna be able to update every other weekend, but I guess I was already starting with that so yeah! Sorry I'm just really distracted with school but at least I'm getting them on the site, ne?
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Chapter 28: It all makes sense…
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After hours of shamefully crying and hugging against his newly stamped boyfriend, Izaya finally calm down and relished in his embarrassment. Why? Why? Why? Why? He kept thinking as he slammed his forehead repeatedly against the desk, "What is wrong with me?! That was so embarrassing!" He murmurs against the wood.
He was way too exposed and vulnerable in front of Shizuo, he needs to get his emotions in check especially with all that's happening. Yesterday's incident was a red flag.
Speaking of yesterday's incident, he had to check his wound and change the bloody bandage. Once sitting up straight, Izaya had unwrapped only the upper layer when the shocking sight of his hand flashed before his eyes.
The wound was gone.
All that remained in its place was the delicate pale skin that once was before a cut.
"What!" He murmurs unwrapping the other hand only to see that it had healed as well, "No way, what the-"
"Hey Izaya!" Shizuo calls running down the stairs into the living room.
"Ah! Hah? What-What is it?!" Izaya practically screamed before he hurriedly wrapped back his once injured hand, "Y-yeah? What's up?" He asked clearing his throat as he turned in his chair to face the debt collector.
Shizuo gave him a funny look, "What's up with you?" He asked the fidgety informant.
"What do you mean, I'm fine! Just re-wrapped the gash!" He lied terribly as he tried to look comfortable, you know casual.
Shizuo looked Izaya up and down suspiciously before continuing his to walk in front of the flat screen, turning it on.
"A-anyway, I turned on the TV up stairs and guess what's on the news." He says changing the channel.
On the screen a news woman stood in front of a graffitied wall talking about something,
"Thank you Kyan. I'm standing here in downtown Ikebukuro on Soren Street, where 50 year old Haruo Yuromshi was found dead in his apartment earlier this morning by his building manager."
Izaya froze…
"Authorities say he had been dead for over 48 hours and that it must have been a murder,"
He starts to pale…
"The building manager said that when he entered the apartment he found Yuromshi pressed against the wall covered in blood with glass shards embedded in varies places of his body."
His breathing comes in quick, shallow breaths…
"Investigator's say that strange symbols were craved on the victim's face, chest and stomach and that they have determined were strangely animal shapes."
Izaya shakes rapidly as sweat pours from his trembling fingertips…
"We've just got word that from the looks of the wounds the blade was a type of horn blade."
Izaya realizes something. The same bloody horn blade was still festering in his fur trimmed coat behind him…
"No suspects were seen leaving the premises but police are still interrogating civilians."
Izaya slowly backs up into the desk; I have to get rid of that knife! He thought quietly circling around the desk to the chair where his coat hung.
"Hey Izaya, didn't we go there that same very day…?" Shizuo asked turning to the other man, who was picking up his jacket as if he were going to put it on.
"Huh?" His voice cracks.
"Thursday?" He reminds him, "We went there Thursday, that was the guy you wanted to talk to!"
Izaya raised an eyebrow and faked his confusion, "We did? I don't remember that." He lies.
"Well I do, we should go to the police-"
"NO!" Izaya yelped parting from the table. Shizuo turns to him confused and shocked, "No…"
Think up something you fool!
Don't you think I'm trying?!
Well try harder!
I'm trying! Shut up and let me think!
"No…, they might suspect that we did it! I mean we're not exactly innocent citizens…besides you and I both know how people would respond to us." Izaya said sullenly bowing his head.
"But-" Izaya cut him off sharply.
"I said no, goddamnit!" He screams, "Enough already!" He pants as sweat starts to pool down his face.
Shizuo gaps at the smaller man in shock, Izaya's never screamed at him since Shizuo found him that day the informant got sick; but even then he knew it wasn't directed towards him. These little moments Izaya was having were getting worse…
During his moment of silence, Izaya snaked his hand towards the tissue box across the table and snatched it into his pocket to scrub it roughly against the blade. "Come on, we're going." Izaya snaps throwing his coat over his skinny frame before rushing to the door.
"Where?" Shizuo asks snapping out of his trance.
"Mm, just going to visit someone." Izaya says over his shoulder as he quickly tosses the used tissue in the nearby trash basket.
"Where?" Shizuo asks glaring suspiciously at the tissue paper in the trash; he thought he saw something on that thing –something red - Izaya threw in the basket. What the hell was that red stu-
"Ah! Wait up!" He yelps running up behind the younger male.
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"Shiki, do you have any info on the guy I described?" The raven spoke into the receiver, his back resting against his buildings wall as he waited on Shizuo to get out the Sugar Crazied! market.
"Pleasant hearing from you, was the information I gave you well?" Shiki asked dryly.
"Very." He response.
"Hmm, you're calling again so I take it you want to talk of the other guy." His boss states. "Yes, any news?" The raven asked.
"Hmm," The informant could hear the rustling of papers in the background, "Yes. We have a man that has quite a few of the features you spoke of and he has the same name, Ren Kimaru. Age 58, dark eyes, fading black hair and glass; that's definitely your guy. He lives on 48th street, Kmon Ln, uptown Ikebukuro. By the way, what's with the need for information from these old guys?"
Izaya smirks, "Oh Shiki-San, don't you know ways of an informant~? Don't ask - don't tell, bye!" He says snapping his phone close.
This'll be fun, hahaha! Are you ready for this one Iza-nii?
"…" He stares aimlessly down at his feet.
Iza-nii…?
"I…I don't know if I'm ready to do that again…" He mumbles sliding down the wall into a crouch position.
What?! What do you mean you're 'not ready' for this?! Kurami roars.
"I-I mean I just can't do it again…! What happened last time is still fresh in my mind!"
But it gets better, by the second time around you won't be feeling that anymore-
"No! Shut up! You don't understand!" Izaya cries gripping tightly at his hair.
"You just don't understand…I…I killed someone…for you because I let you manipulate me…! This isn't what you said this would be, this isn't fun at all!" He chokes as he tries to refrain from letting his tears fall.
But it is fun! I promise you – you won't even feel it the next time around… She tries again.
"Even so, now I'm getting Shizuo involved! And he has nothing to do with this but I can't get him to leave it alone…and now that we're together…I have to tell him…!" He whispers as a tear falls from his long dark eyelash to the dirty cement below.
Izaya, you can't-…
"…?" Said man slowly lifted his head in confusion, "What…"
His eyes widened fresh tears brimming over his vision.
At the mouth of the alleyway there stood a tall dark form, golden eyes hollowed out and filled with hazy emptiness but the small sad on his face said everything…
He knew.
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When Shizuo got out the store he had been chewing on a blow pop ring when he found the informant. He was surprised and enraged when he saw that Izaya was not in the same spot Shizuo had left him in, he knew Izaya would make a run for it the second he had the chance. Grumbling curses, Shizuo stomped around searching for his counterpart when a peculiar noise emitted from an alley nearby.
With curiosity pecking at him, Shizuo silently made his way over to alley and leaned in to hear what was going on. From what he could hear it sounded like sniffling, Is someone hurt down there…? He thought to himself before he heard the person say something.
"I-I mean I just can't do it again…! What happened last time is still fresh in my mind!" He heard a voice crack, That guy sounds like Izaya...! Who is he talking to? Is he hurt? He thought in a frenzy.
"No! Shut up! You don't understand!" He hears Izaya sob. What was Izaya getting so worked up about, the ex-bartender worried over.
"You just don't understand…I…I killed someone…for you because I let you manipulate me…! This isn't what you said this would be, this isn't fun at all!"
…
What…?
Was Shizuo hearing right…? Did he just hear that his one only lover is a killer…?
It…can't be true….it just be… He puzzled.
It all made sense now; the attitudes, the emotional breakdowns, the distant behavior…The tissue from before!
It all made sense now.
It all makes sense now…Izaya's a murder…
Then Shizuo's mind went blank.
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Done!
Yes *pelvic thrust!* haha done!
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