p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"It was several more days before Izaya was strong enough to walk without overwhelming pain. He was able to dress himself in the clothes Shinra had given him. It was only sweatpants and a t-shirt but it made him feel better./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"The sound of the front door opening drew Izaya's focus away from the TV he had been staring mindlessly at for the past hour. He was sitting on the couch in the living room, a bowl of soup sat on the table in front of him barely touched. His appetite was still non-existent which worried his caretaker./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya! You would never guess who I saw today!" Shinra's over excited voice sounded through the apartment./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya gave him a disinterested look as he walked over to the couch inspecting the bowl on the table./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"You let your soup get cold. Want me to heat it up for you?" Shinra offered./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya shook his head his eyes drifting back to the TV watching the mindless program./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra's frown deepened before speaking again his voice much more serious this time. "Izaya, you need to eat something. Your body cannot heal without the nutrients and carbohydrates to keep you functioning."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I will later." Izaya said quietly but they both knew it was a lie./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"The room was quiet for several minutes before Izaya spoke again. "Can I ask you something?"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Of course." This worried Shinra, Izaya never asked permission for anything. At least not with him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Is sex supposed to feel good?" This startled Shinra but he wouldn't let it show. He had always assumed Izaya had sexual relationships but he never asked about anything like that. Their friendship didn't extend that deep. But Izaya spoke like the topic was foreign to him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Yes, of course. Why else would people do it?" Shinra answered, carefully watching Izaya's face. It was clear something was bothering him. Until a horrible thought dawned on him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"What those people did to you was was rape not sex." Shinra said sternly. He would know, he had cared for the informant's injuries. There was no way any of that was consensual, he had held a hysterical Izaya's enough times to know. Izaya's confusion worried Shinra deeply, underlying issues were probably to blame for this./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya flinched at the statement his eyes downcast. "It wasn't just them, it hurt every time it happened, no one would ever stop." He whispered./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"What Izaya was insinuating made Shinra's stomach sink, em"/ememevery time i/ememt happened"/em he felt ill at the thought that Izaya had been raped before and he had not known about it. He clearly didn't seem to understand that it was not his fault./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"When was the first time this happened?" He asked gently not wanting Izaya to shut down on him. This was really a breakthrough with him being so forthcoming about such personal things./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"It was before we met." Was all Izaya said still not looking at his friend./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Now Shinra really felt sick, he had met Izaya at eleven years old. He was still a child! The doctor knew this kind of thing happened but never thought it had happened to a person he considered a friend./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya had stood up while Shinra had been processing this, clearly unbalanced as he gripped the arm of the couch./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I need to go." He said hurriedly, voice cracking. He had gone so pale it looked like he was going to faint. The walls he had so carefully put up were quickly crumbling, Shinra doubted Izaya had ever admitted any of this information out loud before./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra stood quickly going to his friend's side steadying him from falling./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"You should lie down. Your body is still healing." He said cautiously. Izaya wouldn't look at him, it was clear he was ashamed of letting that information slip. The informant quickly went into the bathroom shutting the door behind him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya slid to the floor tears finally spilling down his cheeks. Why had he told Shinra? That wouldn't do him any good, the doctor would mock him for being so emotional! No one was supposed to ever find out what that bastard did to him! It was humiliating! It got harder to breathe as the panic overwhelmed him. His vision was blurring but memories of abuse flashed through his head whenever he closed his eyes. emHe wanted to die /ememnow more than ever./em/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"A soft knock on the door only temporarily pulled Izaya away from his dark thoughts./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya, are you alright?" A hesitant voice asked through the door./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"His throat felt like it was closing up making it hard to breathe let alone speak. He vaguely heard the sound of the door opening but it sounded so far away. The voice of his friend was muffled./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra opened the door, he had waited a few minutes but had an awful feeling that Izaya was going to harm himself or worse if left alone. What he saw made his heart sink, Izaya was curled up on the floor by the bathtub shaking and gasping for air as he sobbed. He walked over to him kneeling down next to Izaya wrapping his arms around the trembling body./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya, you need to breathe." He said calmly but firmly. Izaya had pressed his face into Shinra's chest tears soaking through the fabric. It was several more minutes before Izaya was able to breathe easier with Shinra's gentle voice soothing him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"He looked at his friend, eyes red from crying. "Why are you helping me? I'm not worth it." He whispered, sounding so defeated./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra could feel the tension coming off his friend. He knew Izaya put on an act to make it seem like he was above everyone, but now he could finally see behind the facade. Izaya always pushed his friends away if they ever got too close. He would put up another wall and block everyone out. It was clear there was a reason for this. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"emMental illness? /ememAnxiety? Fear?/em/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"All common in people who had been abused as children. He doubted Izaya ever got any psychological counseling for what happened to him. It was very likely he never told a soul. Which explained a lot of his self loathing behavior and little regard for his own safety in taking on such a dangerous line of work./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya clearly had little self esteem and Shinra wondered if he ever attempted suicide. He was distant from his family which could only mean there was issues there. While most people had family issues Izaya always took things to extremes. Yet he watched out for his sisters still rarely interacting with them. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra had more questions than answers but he knew asking Izaya when he was in this state was a horrible idea./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Lets go to another room. It's not good for your injuries to sit on the floor." He changed the subject not wanting Izaya to wallow in this self deprecation./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra helped Izaya to his room, Izaya gasped in pain as Shinra helped him lay back down his eyes wet with fresh tears./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Hey, you with me?" He asked gently trying to keep the man's focus off the pain. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I'm fine." Izaya choked out, forcing himself not to cry out in pain, watching as Shinra's face blurred in and out of focus./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"This answer made Shinra want to smack the man. He clearly just had a panic attack over their conversation and now it seemed like he wanted to forget the whole thing. But hitting his patients would not be good for his reputation so he would wait until Izaya had healed./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I'm tired Shinra." Izaya said softly./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"That's fine, just rest we can talk later." Shinra responded gently. Izaya didn't answer he was trying to pull the blankets over himself but his hands were shaking too much. Shinra sighed pulling the covers over him. Izaya was no doubt feeling very weak from the injuries and the lack of food making it hard to do much of anything./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya fell asleep within minutes the exhaustion clear on his face./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra left to call a psychologist he knew to ask her advice on medications that would help Izaya./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"The sound of the front door opening drew Izaya's focus away from the TV he had been staring mindlessly at for the past hour. He was sitting on the couch in the living room, a bowl of soup sat on the table in front of him barely touched. His appetite was still non-existent which worried his caretaker./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya! You would never guess who I saw today!" Shinra's over excited voice sounded through the apartment./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya gave him a disinterested look as he walked over to the couch inspecting the bowl on the table./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"You let your soup get cold. Want me to heat it up for you?" Shinra offered./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya shook his head his eyes drifting back to the TV watching the mindless program./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra's frown deepened before speaking again his voice much more serious this time. "Izaya, you need to eat something. Your body cannot heal without the nutrients and carbohydrates to keep you functioning."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I will later." Izaya said quietly but they both knew it was a lie./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"The room was quiet for several minutes before Izaya spoke again. "Can I ask you something?"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Of course." This worried Shinra, Izaya never asked permission for anything. At least not with him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Is sex supposed to feel good?" This startled Shinra but he wouldn't let it show. He had always assumed Izaya had sexual relationships but he never asked about anything like that. Their friendship didn't extend that deep. But Izaya spoke like the topic was foreign to him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Yes, of course. Why else would people do it?" Shinra answered, carefully watching Izaya's face. It was clear something was bothering him. Until a horrible thought dawned on him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"What those people did to you was was rape not sex." Shinra said sternly. He would know, he had cared for the informant's injuries. There was no way any of that was consensual, he had held a hysterical Izaya's enough times to know. Izaya's confusion worried Shinra deeply, underlying issues were probably to blame for this./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya flinched at the statement his eyes downcast. "It wasn't just them, it hurt every time it happened, no one would ever stop." He whispered./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"What Izaya was insinuating made Shinra's stomach sink, em"/ememevery time i/ememt happened"/em he felt ill at the thought that Izaya had been raped before and he had not known about it. He clearly didn't seem to understand that it was not his fault./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"When was the first time this happened?" He asked gently not wanting Izaya to shut down on him. This was really a breakthrough with him being so forthcoming about such personal things./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"It was before we met." Was all Izaya said still not looking at his friend./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Now Shinra really felt sick, he had met Izaya at eleven years old. He was still a child! The doctor knew this kind of thing happened but never thought it had happened to a person he considered a friend./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya had stood up while Shinra had been processing this, clearly unbalanced as he gripped the arm of the couch./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I need to go." He said hurriedly, voice cracking. He had gone so pale it looked like he was going to faint. The walls he had so carefully put up were quickly crumbling, Shinra doubted Izaya had ever admitted any of this information out loud before./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra stood quickly going to his friend's side steadying him from falling./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"You should lie down. Your body is still healing." He said cautiously. Izaya wouldn't look at him, it was clear he was ashamed of letting that information slip. The informant quickly went into the bathroom shutting the door behind him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya slid to the floor tears finally spilling down his cheeks. Why had he told Shinra? That wouldn't do him any good, the doctor would mock him for being so emotional! No one was supposed to ever find out what that bastard did to him! It was humiliating! It got harder to breathe as the panic overwhelmed him. His vision was blurring but memories of abuse flashed through his head whenever he closed his eyes. emHe wanted to die /ememnow more than ever./em/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"A soft knock on the door only temporarily pulled Izaya away from his dark thoughts./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya, are you alright?" A hesitant voice asked through the door./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"His throat felt like it was closing up making it hard to breathe let alone speak. He vaguely heard the sound of the door opening but it sounded so far away. The voice of his friend was muffled./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra opened the door, he had waited a few minutes but had an awful feeling that Izaya was going to harm himself or worse if left alone. What he saw made his heart sink, Izaya was curled up on the floor by the bathtub shaking and gasping for air as he sobbed. He walked over to him kneeling down next to Izaya wrapping his arms around the trembling body./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya, you need to breathe." He said calmly but firmly. Izaya had pressed his face into Shinra's chest tears soaking through the fabric. It was several more minutes before Izaya was able to breathe easier with Shinra's gentle voice soothing him./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"He looked at his friend, eyes red from crying. "Why are you helping me? I'm not worth it." He whispered, sounding so defeated./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra could feel the tension coming off his friend. He knew Izaya put on an act to make it seem like he was above everyone, but now he could finally see behind the facade. Izaya always pushed his friends away if they ever got too close. He would put up another wall and block everyone out. It was clear there was a reason for this. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"emMental illness? /ememAnxiety? Fear?/em/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"All common in people who had been abused as children. He doubted Izaya ever got any psychological counseling for what happened to him. It was very likely he never told a soul. Which explained a lot of his self loathing behavior and little regard for his own safety in taking on such a dangerous line of work./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya clearly had little self esteem and Shinra wondered if he ever attempted suicide. He was distant from his family which could only mean there was issues there. While most people had family issues Izaya always took things to extremes. Yet he watched out for his sisters still rarely interacting with them. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra had more questions than answers but he knew asking Izaya when he was in this state was a horrible idea./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Lets go to another room. It's not good for your injuries to sit on the floor." He changed the subject not wanting Izaya to wallow in this self deprecation./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra helped Izaya to his room, Izaya gasped in pain as Shinra helped him lay back down his eyes wet with fresh tears./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Hey, you with me?" He asked gently trying to keep the man's focus off the pain. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I'm fine." Izaya choked out, forcing himself not to cry out in pain, watching as Shinra's face blurred in and out of focus./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"This answer made Shinra want to smack the man. He clearly just had a panic attack over their conversation and now it seemed like he wanted to forget the whole thing. But hitting his patients would not be good for his reputation so he would wait until Izaya had healed./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"I'm tired Shinra." Izaya said softly./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;""span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"That's fine, just rest we can talk later." Shinra responded gently. Izaya didn't answer he was trying to pull the blankets over himself but his hands were shaking too much. Shinra sighed pulling the covers over him. Izaya was no doubt feeling very weak from the injuries and the lack of food making it hard to do much of anything./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Izaya fell asleep within minutes the exhaustion clear on his face./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 150%; text-decoration: none;"span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"Shinra left to call a psychologist he knew to ask her advice on medications that would help Izaya./span/p