Shizuo panted as he stood outside the mall, the building tall and ominous. Roppi still sat on his back, holding Shizuo tightly.

"Good job." Roppi patted Shizuo's chest.

"Th-thanks. Hah hah…"

Shizuo caught his breath for only a moment longer before rushing to the front door. He pushed through them without hesitation, the two glass doors swinging shut behind him. Roppi had his gun at the ready, using Shizuo's shoulder as a rest to stabilize his arm.

There was nothing in the mall, monster-wise anyway. The lobby was empty of living creatures, dead plants and benches scattered everywhere.

Roppi tapped Shizuo's shoulder while kicking one of his legs. Shizuo put him down. The two hesitated before stepping in more.

Shizuo turned on his flashlight once they reached the center of the lobby—the dim glow shining through the windows and doors unable to reach that far in. He shined his light around in front of them so they could see where they were walking.

"It's cold in here." Roppi noted.

"…It's a big building. A place like this is bound to be cold."

"No, I mean…Is there a breeze?"

Shizuo stopped walking. "…Yeah, there is."

The blond shined his light in the direction the breeze was coming from. His eye widened.

Three giant tunnels, all of them reaching right under the floor of the second story, completely devouring the left side of the building. The escalators and any shops that were there were destroyed and gone. There were no holes leading out of the building and no light shined through the holes so whatever reason these were there, they were only within the mall. Shizuo turned to see there were three matching tunnels on his right, none shining light or leading outside.

"What the hell?" Shizuo voiced.

"You think it's a monster?"

"God, I hope not."

Shizuo shined his light around, looking for a way up to the second floor. He spotted an elevator farther down the lobby in the middle of the walkway with a staircase spiraling up around the shaft. Shizuo definitely wasn't going to suggest the elevator but the stairs looked to be intact.

"Roppi, over the—"

The floor began to rumble. Their eyes widened and they quickly looked around. Roppi moved closer to Shizuo as the rumbling got louder and closer.

Then it became deafeningly loud as a huge worm came out of one of the tunnels. Luckily it came out of the one Shizuo was shining his light on. So, he had enough time to react. Seeing a giant, fleshy worm heading straight towards them, Shizuo automatically grabbed Roppi and tackled him to the ground behind a bench to the left of them. The worm rushed by toward the corresponding tunnel.

Shizuo breathed out a sigh of relief. They were safe.

At least until Roppi sat up and pointed his gun at the departing worm.

"Don't!" Shizuo yelled.

Roppi fired three shots. All three imbedded into the worm. The fleshy creature screeched in pain before disappearing in the tunnel.

"What are you doing?!" Shizuo yelled, pulling Roppi's arm. "It wasn't after us!"

"You don't know that!"

"It was heading in a straight line! I doubt it even saw u—"

A loud roar echoed down the middle tunnel, making the two jump. A strange sound followed, a sound similar to rushing water.

"Run." Shizuo said.

Shizuo grabbed Roppi's arm and pulled him to his feet before running towards the stair case. Not even a second after they were clear, the worm shot out with its circular jaw full of teeth open and biting. It devoured the bench. Then roared and turned toward the two running humans.

"Go, go!" Shizuo yelled, pushing Roppi up the stairs.

Roppi didn't need to be told that. He was already half way up the stairs with Shizuo close on his heels.

The stairs shook as the worm slammed into it. The only reason it didn't go straight through was due to the elevator. The two humans fell over, grabbing onto the railing so as not to fall off. Roppi turned to look at Shizuo.

"Keep—" Shizuo started but was uninterrupted by the staircase jolting.

The worm had the beginning of the staircase in its mouth and was pulling on it. The elevator shaft was the only reason the staircase didn't come down. However, the stairs separated three steps up from Shizuo so Roppi was no longer shaking but Shizuo was in danger. With every pull, the metal beams of the shaft caved in. One of which had broken finally and caused the staircase Shizuo sat on to pull away from Roppi's by a notable distance.

"Jump!" Roppi yelled.

Shizuo pushed himself to his feet, holding onto the railing tightly, and rushed up the steps.

Just as he was about to push off, another beam snapped. The staircase shifted precariously to the side. The gap between Shizuo and Roppi was now a significant distance.

Shizuo jumped anyway. And never before had he felt so grateful for his inhuman strength than now. Because he was able to push off hard, he was able to reach the last step of the upper staircase. His legs dangled off but with him and Roppi pulling, they were easily able to pull him up.

"You okay?" Roppi asked.

Shizuo nodded quickly then stood. "Come on!"

The two rushed up the steps, making it to the second floor with no issue now. As they reached the top, the lower staircase was pulled away. The worm devoured it without a second thought.

Roppi glared down at it and pointed the gun.

"No!" Shizuo whispered with a growl as he reached forward.

He grabbed Roppi's wrist from behind so the gun was pointed upward. And to keep Roppi from yelling, Shizuo covered his mouth with his other hand and pressed the raven's back to his own chest.

Roppi struggled, pulling on the hand over his mouth with his free hand.

"Ssh, ssh! Look!" Shizuo whispered. "It can't find us."

The worm was twitching its head back and forth as if sniffing the air. Its head turned left and right before it began moving backwards towards the tunnels.

Shizuo decided not to let go if Roppi in case he decided to shoot off again. So, Shizuo—with Roppi still in his grip—slowly walked backwards towards one of the many stores. Shizuo pushed through the door with his back then turned around and let Roppi go.

Roppi automatically turned and punched Shizuo in the chest.

"Bitch, don't manhandle me!"

"Then don't point that gun around like it's a fucking toy!" Shizuo yelled. "You nearly got us killed! From now on, think before you leap!"

Roppi opened his mouth to retort but nothing came out. So instead he just glared at him. Then huffed and turned away. The raven shoved the gun in his coat pocket.

Shizuo rolled his eyes before looking around himself. They were in a bakery, loafs of bread scattering everywhere. No doubt none of them were edible so Shizuo decided to not waste his time.

"Come on." Shizuo said. "Let's find clothes."

"There could be food."

"I doubt it. Bakery goods need to be fresh to be edible."

"…Alright."

The two left the bakery behind. The store to the right was a sporting good store. On of the other side of the mini-lobby was women's wares, jewelry, and an electronic store. The stores formed a U shape so Shizuo couldn't see what store was on the corner farthest from them. However, the curve that was closest were visible.

"We should split up." Roppi said. "I'll go down that hall," He pointed to the farthest curve.

"No, no. We should stick together. Who knows what's in here."

"It'll be faster if we split up. We don't know when the hell will be back."

"More reason to stick together. The hell changes the layout. If it comes while we're separated, we may not be able to reunite."

"Then we should act fast—"

"I don't want to take the chance. "Shizuo said. "Let's just stick together."

Roppi rolled his eyes. 'Oh my god. Fine."

Shizuo glared at him. 'He's so fucking annoying. More annoying than the fucking flea.'

Roppi turned down the hall closet to them and walked. Shizuo followed.

On their left was three shops—game store, toy store, and a coffee shop. On the right was another sporting good store, a candy shop, and an antique shop. The U ended, the wall of the building blocking their way. There was a fire escape but both agreed they didn't need that now. So, they turned back.

"If we had split up, we'd be in a men's store right now."

"Oh my god, Roppi, shut up."

"Don't fucking tell me to shut up!" Roppi yelled.

"Don't yell!"

"You don't yell!"

"For fuck—"

A roar from the lobby interrupted them. They both became extremely quiet extremely fast and stood still. The sound of rushing water came again. They listened closely to know where it was heading. No surprise, it was heading towards them.

"Go." Shizuo whispered, making a gesture with his arm.

Roppi was slow to do so but do so he did. He turned and went around the corner to the other side of the U. Shizuo followed just as slowly.

They headed into the first shop they could reach—which was an outdoors store. The door closed behind them.

"Stop trying to start fights!" Shizuo automatically yelled. "You don't help the situation!"

"Stop telling me what to do!"

"I'm not trying to! I'm trying to keep us alive!"

"Just shut the fuck up! I'm not your bitch, Izaya!"

Shizuo snapped.


Izaya pulled Tsuki into an alley. Three dogs ran by without taking notice in them. Across the street was the hotel they were looking for. Izaya looked both ways to see if there were any monsters then rushed across with Tsuki in tow.

The two pushed through the doors no problem and quickly closed them. Izaya looked out the window on the door to see if anything spotted them, which he was relieved to see nothing had. Then he turned to look at the lobby they were in.

The first thing he noticed was the strange cross—the same one from the school and hospital—on the floor. It was illuminated by a window, as if it was put there specifically to shine on the cross. Izaya stared down at it.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Tsuki asked.

"Do you know what this cross means?"

"Eh?"

"This cross was at the school. Then the hospital. Now here. It's got to mean something."

"It means death."

The two jolted as a woman's voice spoke. Izaya turned to face the lobby fully, pulling out his gun and pointing it straight.

A hunched over figure in black robes walked into sight.

"Don't move!" Izaya cocked the gun, Tsuki holding onto his shirt in fear.

The thing stopped, then looked up at them. Izaya was shocked to see it was a woman. Ragged and frazzled but a human woman with no deformities or seeping fluids. He could see that even with her gray hair draping over most of her face.

"Who are you?" Izaya sked in English.

"…Another stranger to this place. Another person who is not one of them. Another lost child who has stumbled into the basilisk's den."

"Another? One of who? Who are you?"

The woman stared up at him, her pale lips cracking a small smile.

"You do not speak in foreign tongue. You will be able to know the liars voice."

"What are you talking about?"

"Do not listen to the liars." She began walking around the cross. "They will deceive you. Like they deceived me."

"Who are the liars?" Izaya stared at the cross. "Are they the ones who put this cross everywhere?"

She nodded. "It is a sign of their faith. They're dark, dark faith. Their faith blinded me. Blinded me into believing they could fight sin. But fire only blackens, not purifies."

"Fire? What does fire have to do with them?"

"Or-Orihara-san…" Tsuki pulled on his arm.

Izaya looked over his shoulder at him. Tsuki looked terrified. But he wasn't staring at her. He was staring at his gun.

"I…I don't think she's dangerous."

Izaya glowered at him.

"Strange." The woman said, drawing their attention back to her. "You are new to me. You resemble the other lost child."

"…Other lost—Shizu-chan?" Izaya's eyes widened in realization. He put the gun down and rushed toward her. "You've seen Shizu-chan?"

The woman flinched away.

"A blond like him? You've seen him?" He pointed to Tsuki.

"…Blood was the color of his hair. There was no sun in his follicles."

"Right. He was covered in blood. Where'd you see him?"

"…The darkness…"

"You saw him during the darkness…" Izaya began to deflate. "So, you haven't seen him recently?"

She shook her head.

Izaya's shoulder's slumped. "So, I was the last to see him…"

'Shizu-chan…'

Izaya sighed heavily.

'No, don't get discouraged. This is Shizu-chan. He's alive. He's somewhere in Silent Hill. I just have to find him.'

"So, tell me, lady, what do you know about Alessa Gillespie?"

Grief automatically crossed her expression. Izaya cocked a brow in surprise.

"She's mine…"

"Yours? Your…grandchild? Daughter? Niece? What?"

"They took her from me. They did horrible things to her. My daughter. They blackened my daughter."

"Blackened?"

It began to click then. Her mention of fire and the tape from earlier.

"Did they burn Alessa?"

The grief that cascaded over the woman's face was heart wrenching.

"They deceived me. They made me believe they were fighting sin. But they lied. They lied!"

The woman suddenly rushed forward, grabbing Izaya's shirt and pulling him close.

"They took my daughter from me! In the name of their god, they blackened her! They are liars! They are deceivers! If you look for sanctuary with them they will drag you to hell with them! They'll only blacken you, as well!"

"Let go of me!"

Izaya grabbed her hands and pulled them, forcing her to release. He then shoved her, grabbed Tsuki and ran past. Once a safe distance away, Izaya cocked his gun and pointed it at the downed woman.

"Or-Orihara-san…" Tsuki gripped Izaya's outstretched arm.

The woman looked up at him. The enraged madness was gone, replaced with grief and complacency. She then stood.

"If you let them deceive you, they'll swallow you in fire." She turned and headed to the door, looking over her shoulder. "Their sin is what keeps them here. And here they will stay until they get what they deserve."

She opened the door but stopped.

"Do not let their sin become yours."

With that, she finally left.

Izaya released the breath he was holding in and lowered the gun, uncocking and pocketing it.

"Who was that?"

"Her name is Dahlia."

Izaya's eyes widened and he looked down at Tsuki. He wasn't expecting to get an answer to that question. What's more he wasn't expecting to see such grief in Tsuki's eyes.

"Dahlia Gillespie. The one person who won't be touched by the darkness."

Izaya coked a brow as he stared at Tsuki.

'How does he know that? Wait—are his eyes glowing?'

"Tsuki."

The blond jolted, turning to stare at Izaya with that dumb, innocent expression he naturally had. "Ye-yes?"

Izaya stared at those blood red eyes, scrutinizing them.

'Did I imagine that?'

"…Let's…start looking around." The raven suggested before turning around to do just that.

"O-okay."

The blond turned away from him to go look by the front desk. Izaya glanced over his shoulder at the albino with narrowed eyes.

'I'll have to keep an eye on him to make sure. Last thing I want is for him to go berserk and attack me.'


Roppi lied panting underneath Shizuo. The dyed-red blond sat on the raven's stomach, also panting. His cheek hurt and he was certain his hand might have broken bones in it. But he knew Roppi was far worse than him. The raven's left eye was staring to swell, his cheek was split and his hand was most-likely also broken.

The blond was not expecting Roppi to try matching his strength. Instead of running, the raven simply dodged and threw his own punches—which is why Shizuo was near certain he broke his hand on his cheek. Roppi even managed to grab Shizuo's hand and slammed the gun against it. He had heard something snap but—of course—Shizuo didn't feel it but he could only assume it had come from his hand. And not only did he use that gun to break Shizuo's hand, he had then pistol-whipped him in the face—which is why Shizuo's face hurt. But that was all Roppi was able to do before Shizuo punched him down and got on top of him. The blond gave Roppi a good two punches to the face before he finally regained control of himself.

Amazingly, the raven was still conscious and didn't seem to be falling unconscious anytime soon. Which, by Shizuo's standards, was extremely impressive. But ultimately, Roppi lost the fight.

"Are you calm now?" Shizuo grumbled.

"…Fuck off. Don't gloat."

"I'm not gloating." Shizu shook out his hand. "Are you done picking fights?"

The raven only gritted his teeth.

Shizuo sighed. 'Guess it's too much to ask for him to swallow his pride.'

"Truce?" Shizuo asked as he stood up and offered his hand.

Roppi glared at the offering and pushed himself up. "Whatever, let's go."

Shizuo rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

Roppi kept a good distance away from Shizuo as they left the store and continued their search for men's wear.

And to their annoyance, there was a man's wear store right across from them.

"For fu~ck's, sake." Roppi moaned.

"You said it." Shizuo sighed.

They entered the store, relieved to see that there was plenty of clothes. The two separated to look for clothes in their size.

However, Shizuo was confused when he looked at the tag and saw it said 'M' and the brand.

"Um…Hey, Roppi."

"What?"

"What size are these?"

"Read the tag." Roppi took off his shirt and grabbed a black long sleeve similar to what he had.

"I did. I don't understand it."

"So, you came to America without knowing the national measurements?"

"Sh-shut up."

Roppi rolled his eyes and walked over. He grabbed the shirt Shizuo had and yanked it from the blonds hands.

"This is a medium. What's your size?" The raven looked through the shirts.

"I'm a 42*."

"…And that means…?"

"Extra large."

"Pfft, you're fucking fat."

Shizuo glared at him. "I'm tall."

"Mm-hm." Roppi sneered as he grabbed a white button up shirt. "Then you're a large by American standards."

He held it out to Shizuo.

"…Thanks."

"I'm assuming your waist size is probably between 81 and 91 so…"

"I'm an 87."

"That makes you a large so…" He pulled out a pair of blue jeans. "Here. Those should fit."

"Thanks."

Roppi only grunted as he turned and went back to his search for clothes. Shizuo made sure the raven's back was to him before he began to strip. He would prefer a dressing room but he really didn't want to take the chance of discovering a dead body. He took off his vest and shirt first, extremely displeased that his flesh under the shirt was tied red. He shook his new shirt out to get the dust off and put it on.

'I'm sorry, Kasuka. The clothes you gave me were ruined again.'

Shizuo sighed at that thought while he pulled on his belt. He flicked off his shoes before he let his pants drop. His underwear was completely soaked, as well, creating a very uncomfortable feeling against his genitals. He groaned and quickly looked around. He spotted some packaged underwear on a rack next to him. He reached over, grabbed a bag that said large, and tugged it open. He took off his soiled boxers and, using a clean one, wiped himself down. He then grabbed a second pair and pulled them on.

His socks were also in a similar state as his boxers, completely red. He had been ignoring the squishing sensation he felt whenever he took a step but now he decided he needed new shoes and socks.

Once his new pants were on, he turned to Roppi.

"Hey, do you see any socks—"

Shizuo cut himself off when he made eye contact with Roppi's pale white ass. The blond blushed and quickly turned around.

"Why are you changing your underwear?" Shizuo yelled.

"Hah? I'm not."

"Wha—why are you naked then?!"

"…Why are you looking at my ass?"

"I wanted to ask—"

"I know Japan is into faggots but I'm not like that. A man can go commando as much as he pleases."

"I'm not like that either!" Shizuo yelled. "Are there any socks over there?! That's what I wanted to ask!"

"Oh." Roppi was silent for a moment. Then: "Yeah, there are. And some shoes. You like Nike's, right?"

"Sure…?" Shizuo didn't know what Nike's were.

"Koy." The blond heard the rustling of pants before Roppi said. "You can turn around now."

Shizuo cautiously looked over his shoulder first. Seeing the raven was completely clothed, he turned fully around. He walked over as Roppi grabbed a bag of socks. He tore it open and tossed him a pair. Shizuo grabbed them and peeled his socks off. They stuck to his feet and his toes were sticking together due to blood.

"Ew, ew, ew." The blond moaned.

"Here." Roppi held out his discharged shirt.

"Thank you."

Shizuo wiped off his foot attentively, removing all the stickiness he could. Once done, he put on his sock and started on his other.

Now completely done, Roppi pointed Shizuo to the shoes to let him pick them up. The blond picked a pair of black tennis shoes with a white checkmark on the side. He laced them up, tied them off, and stood.

"Now, let's get out of here." Shizuo said, reaching over and grabbing Izaya's coat.

"Leave that. It might have the pheromones on them."

"No. It's Izaya's."

"It's fucking pointless to get new clothes if you keep that!"

"I'm not getting rid of it! It's not mine to throw away!"

"Are you fucking stupid?!"

"Stop yelling!"

"There you go, telling me what to do again!"

"Then stop fucking yelling!"

"No! You're stupid as fuck! This whole trip was fucking pointless!"

"It wasn't pointless! There aren't any pheromones on the coat!"

"Have you fucking checked it?!"

"Yeah, I did!"

"Bullshit! I've been with you this entire fucking time, you liar!"

"Don't call me a liar!"

"Well, you fucking are!"

"You fucking—" Shizuo stepped toward him.

"Wanna fucking fight again?! I'm not scared of you!"

"You're asking for it—"

Shizuo's words died.

"What, you scared—"

"Sssh!"

"Don't shoosh me!"

"No, shoosh, listen."

Roppi glared at him but fell silent.

And in the distance, they could hear the faint sound of a siren.


"Orihara-san! I found your key!"

"Eh?"

The raven rushed over to the albino. He held up another hotel key, only this one wasn't broken like Izaya's.

"So, we're in the right place. That's good to know."

With that confirmed, Izaya turned to the key slots. Or maybe they were mailboxes. Izaya couldn't tell. He could only assume they were meant for the keys since they had corresponding room numbers on the plaques underneath. The left side was closed so he opened it.

And exposed a piece of paper in the last key slot. He grabbed it and unfolded it, exposing another drawing. The drawing was the girl from previous drawings—with long black hair and a dark purple skirt—surrounded by crosses. The whole page was covered in them with orange as the background.

He looked up to see what key slot he took it from.

111

Izaya folded the paper and pocketed it.

"Orihara-san?"

"We're going to room one-eleven."

"O-okay…"

Izaya led the way up the steps to the second floor. The two walked down the hall, Tsuki looking at the rooms on the left and Izaya the right.

'107, 109…Eh?'

The door on his side ended with 109. He quickly looked to the left to see the last door on his side was 110. They had reached the end of the hall.

"Eh?"

"Um, Orihara-san, are-are you sure we're looking for room one-eleven?"

"Yeah." Izaya looked around.

The raven had noticed the portrait at the end of the hall before but now that he had the time, he paused to look at it. It was an obvious portrait of a witch burning, a woman with orange hair tied to a stake that was on fire. There were people in black clothes in the background, watching the witch burn. In the corner was the strange cross as a signature.

He stared at it, feeling as if he had seen this image before. Maybe not the exact same but he had…

'Oh!'

It finally clicked. One of the drawings he had seen. The one at the school that he couldn't understand. The girl on the floor of orange.

Izaya reached forwards and grabbed the frame of the painting. He pulled. It unlatched from the wall and swung open like a door. He pushed the portrait away, exposing a door.

Room 111.

Izaya looked over his shoulder at Tsuki, who looked surprised the raven found that.

"Come on. Stay close."

Tsuki nodded vigorously.

Izaya pulled on the door knob. It wasn't locked so he twisted and opened it. The door wasn't hiding a room, but a hallway. However, the hallway was in the building next door, a small gap separating the door from the hallway.

Izaya hopped over, no problem. It wasn't that big of a gap, after all. He then turned and held his hand out to Tsuki. The blond gripped him and jumped across, as well.

The two continued down the hall, entering a giant room. There were furniture and metal beams everywhere, everything charred and covered in soot.

'There was a fire here. A big one from the amount of damage.'

Izaya looked around, taking in everything he could.

He noticed a little girl looking down at him from a metal catwalk. As soon as they made eye contact, she turned and ran.

"Hey—Hey!" Izaya dashed after her.

"Or-Orihara-san?" Tsuki turned to look at the raven as Izaya ran up the metal steps and over the catwalk.

The girl disappeared from Izaya's sight despite there being only one path to go so he followed it without a care. He heard Tsuki following him far behind. Izaya rushed down the steps to get off the catwalk and turned left since there was debris blocking his forward path. After turning left, he came across an opening on his right. However, there was only a giant hole, the floor having collapsed and only the metal structure beams remained. Izaya was planning on running past but gentle sobs drew his attention. On the other side of the hole was a small platform of floor. And Izaya could see a small girl hunched down over there, crying by the sound of it.

"Orihara-san!" Tsuki finally caught up, stopping and grabbing Izaya's arm.

"You see her, right?" Izaya asked without taking his eyes off her.

"Eh?"

Izaya pointed. Tsuki looked.

"Y-yes."

'So, I'm not imagining her.'

"Stay here." Izaya ordered.

"Eh?"

Izaya stepped up to the edge of the hole, gaging how far the gap to the first beam was. Once he had it, he jumped.

"Orihara-san!"

Izaya landed, no problem. The beam wobbled precariously. He was forced to kneel and grab it to keep from losing his balance. Once the shaking stopped, Izaya let out a breath of relief and stood.

"Th-that's dangerous! Orihara-san, come back!"

"Shut up."

Izaya gaged the distance and leaped.

The second beam was farther than he would like. And the wobbling on his current beam cut his jump short. So Izaya landed on the side of the metal, hooking the toes of his shoes into a hole and grabbing around the top. One leg dangled down but he had a firm grip with the rest of his limbs. He let out a breath of relief before he pulled himself up.

The beam didn't wobble so it was easy for him to get his balance and stand. He, again, gaged, the distance and leaped. He was able to strafe jump the third beam and landed on the platform.

He let out another breath before looking over his shoulder. Tsuki stood watching him, the tension in his shoulders obvious even from the distance.

He then turned back to what was important.

The girl was pressed in the corner, crying softly while huddled in a ball.

"It's okay." Izaya spoke in English. "It's okay. I won't hurt you. You're Alessa, right?"

The girls' sobs stopped almost automatically as she slowly stood. Izaya watched her carefully. She turned around near sheepishly to face the raven. She looked exactly like the girl in Izaya's dream: She wore a school girls uniform. Her hair was ragged and matted, hiding a good portion of her face. The only difference was that the dirt that had covered her previously looked more like…blood splatters.

"You're Alessa, right?" Izaya repeated, crouching down to make eye contact with her. "You're the one I've been searching for. The one that's haunted my dreams?"

The girl didn't answer.

"Please, tell me. What do you want from me?"

The girl raised her arms as if to display them.

"Look at me." She said.

Suddenly, her arms became ablaze with fire. Izaya's eye widened.

"I'm burning."

The flames flared with intensity, catching fire the curtains behind them. Izaya gasped and stood. The fire spread, consuming the whole room, surrounding the two of them in licks of orange, yellow, and red.

Izaya looked back to Alessa. She was no longer on fire, her arms now by her sides.

"Won't you save me? Won't you protect me? Won't you help me?"

Th two were engulfed in flames.


*Japan measures in centimeter's so the only clothing products that are S, M, L are international ones—which I can only assume Shizuo doesn't buy. What's more, Japan's large is America's medium.

I gave an educated guess on Shizuo's measurements based on his size. Japan's male average is 5'7", 149lbs. Izaya is 5'9", 128 lbs. Shizuo is above average at 6'1", 154 lbs. So, I can only assume he would be a large in America, which makes him an XL in Japan. So, with that in mind, Japan's XL is 42cm shirt size. I couldn't find actual confirmation but while researching several charts and websites, I found 81cm as medium and 91cm as large in waist size. So, I can only assume he's an XL in shirts and between medium and large in pants, Japanese-wise—since healthy men are thinner as they go down.

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