A/N: Nnnnng, I have to use my old ass computer to write on. And It's really trashy, so I bet Theres a few mistakes in the chapter. I am currently sick, so whether it'll affect my writing or not I don't know.. I don't hope so. Anyway, enjoy~!
"Ne, what does the Awakusu-kai executive want with me at this hour~?" Izaya let Shiki inside his flat with a cheerful mask on his face, however the dark color under his eyes almost begged for the man to leave so he could get some sleep. "I apologize for the lateness. But this could not wait any further." The older male muttered coldly to the informant and made himself comfortable on the black leather couch. Izaya smirked on the inside, knowing that the man was nowhere near sorry.
"Hmm, I wonder what could make you like this Shiki-san. You're acting unusual. Tea?" He offered. The man gently shook his head, and the informant made his way towards the couch after locking the door.
"I need to have your full attention for this." He told the informant sternly, his gaze not tearing away from the dangerous crimsonish brown eyes, not even blinking. Which made the whole situation a little more serious to the informant, and his "happy" smile fell slightly.
"I'm all ears~!"
The Awakusu-kai executive swifty reached into his pocket and pulled out a dusty picture of a person. Fingers who had swiped over the dust was clear on the picture, and it had definitely been locked away for quite a while. Not that Izaya cared about how the picture had been handled around, unless he was payed to of course.
"Do you recognize this person?" Shiki held the picture up in front of the youngr raven. Izaya studied the picture close for a few seconds. "If I'm not mistaken, then he was the leader of the Awakusu back in the older days, Awakuse Dougen."
Shiki tugged the picture back into his jacket pocket. "I'm impressed that you know of him, seeing as he died before you were introduced by Kine-san to us. And we've kept a very low profile on him." The older man breathed out calmly. Izaya could only smirk at the praise and lean back. "Death by freak accident on a building site~!"
"Except that it was nowhere near an accident.. We think he was murdered, and it was supposed to just look like an accident.." Shiki rested his elbow on the arm rest and placed his head in his hand of his resting arm. Like a teenager that just wanted to go home after a long day of school, looking up at the clock while resting his head in his hand with a sigh.
Izaya almost felt himself grow a little more awake at the golden words coming from the executive's mouth. Like electricity shooting through him when touching metallic objects.
Seeing as It didn't seem like the raven was going to respond any time soon, the man carried on.
"No one were there to actually witness what happened, so it was only a guess and nothing more. But we believe there's more to this." Shiki spoke calmly as he took out a few other photos and placed them on the table, all of them familiar in the younger raven's eyes.
"These were the former leaders of the Awakusu over the past year, all died mysteriously too, and rather quickly. I'm concerned that something more is going on here. No one can solve this, so I'm coming to you."
"My Shiki-san~ using me as a last resolve. I'm wounded." The informant teased lightly, he could almost feel his eyes slipping shut for longer than a second. He was getting really tired by now.
"I believe you're the only help we have left. And I also believe, that you have the brains to actually solve this."
Izaya hummed lightly and examed the photos with a grin. "So tell me Shiki-san, what exactly am I supposed to solve here? You're less informing than usual."
"It's simple. Read between the lines and find out what's going on. If there is a pattern in this, then there will maybe be a next victim, perhaps the current leader of the Awakusu. And you know what they say. One's an incident. Two's a coincidence."
Izaya smirked. "And three's a pattern."
Izaya wasn't stupid. He had no high expectations of finding much information in the beginning, it was all about digging the right places. This case was both old and new, which meant that it was difficult to get the most of the information from many years ago. But that certainly didn't mean that he hadn't dug some interesting stuff up from the deep, dark waters. This case was all about connecting leftovers together, one by one piece.
Orihara Izaya comes to life!
[Orihara Izaya] It's been quite a while, no?
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] It certainly has, but let me guess, you didn't come online to have a friendly conversation with little old me, did you informant-san?
[Orihara Izaya] Unfortunately for you, no. I'm having trouble solving a case.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] Did I read wrong? Are you solving cases now? When did you become a detective?
[Orihara Izaya] Shut up. This has to do with the Awakusu.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I bet Shiki payed you double.
[Orihara Izaya] You really do know pretty much everything, don't you?
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I am everywhere~
Izaya sighed and took a sip of his black coffee. The only thing keeping him alive at the moment, but honestly. He felt like the living dead either way.
He shortly glanced at the clock in the corner of his computer screen. He had probably been up for hours. Not like he had the time to count though. But his heavy eyes definitely had.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I will help you if you pay me double the amount Shiki payed you.
[Orihara Izaya] Do you even need money in the first place? Rumors are spreading around that you're not even human. Perhaps some sort of AI?
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I feel truely hurt! I am as much human as you are. If not more~ I at least have my emotions functioning like they are supposed to.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] Oh? Did I hit a soft spot? You turned quiet.
[Orihara Izaya] Shut up, I'll pay you double.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] ~!
Izaya sighed once again. This case wasn't worth his time. It was messy, disorganized, confusing. So many things. Yet, he at least had found one single clue.
the informant teared his eyes away from the chatroom for a second. The cellphone data he had hacked into was working, the sound was actually working! He almost jumped up in glee, after hours of hard work. He had actually managed to hack into Awakusu Dougen's cellphone file Shiki had given to him.
He turned the volume up to it's highest peak and leaned his ear against the small, fragile speakers.
There were two voices on the line, but it was a blurry sound.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] Now speak up informant-san, don't leave me hanging~
[Orihara Izaya] Do you know Awakusu Dougen?
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] Of course~ the oldest Awakusu boss to have existed. He died on a building site where the ground beneath him gave under years back. Why so interested in him, if I may ask?
[Orihara Izaya] Shiki-san thinks that it wasn't an accident, but he was murdered. And this isn't only about him, but the former leaders who died the past year too. He believes they were all murdered and theres going to be a next victim.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I see, and what exactly do you know so far?
[Orihara Izaya] I apologize, but I just can't spill private information like that unless you pay me.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] How about turning the tables? If you don't tell me what you already know, then I won't help you.
[Orihara Izaya] I didn't know Shinichi had a yandare side to him! Scary~!
[Orihara Izaya] Ne, why so quiet?
[Orihara Izaya] Alright, alright! I'll spit out. Otherwise I won't get anywhere.
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] Clever informant.
Izaya shook his head for a second and moved his attention back to the gaint screen.
[Orihara Izaya] I honestly didn't find much.
Tiny lie.
[Orihara Izaya] I wanted to take a look at the security footage, but the footage have been removed.
It was stolen. He knew that deep inside.
[Orihara Izaya] But I managed to hack myself into his old cellphone data after a few hours. And it turns out he was calling a number. The number is secret, so I'm still figuring out that part, and the voices aren't clear either.
[Orihara Izaya] But as I'm starting to clear it up, I can hear them better. They talk about information and a meeting at the building site.
[Orihara Izaya] The unknown voice gave Awakusu Dougen a description of himself.
Izaya listened closer to the speaker, and let the whispering voices register in his brain and make out words.
[Orihara Izaya] Dark brown hair.
Izaya tapped his fingers on the keyboard of his small laptop with the chatroom, some parts of the voices were still very unclear.
[Orihara Izaya] Slim, dressed in black, pale skin.
[Orihara Izaya] The unknown voice is also saying a name I think.
[Orihara Izaya] I think he's saying—
Suddenly the voices stopped all together, and the raven leaned back up to look at his computer screen with confusion. The file was shut down all of a sudden. And now he had to type a password to get into it? What was this?
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I think that's enough for now Izaya. You shouldn't stick your nose into business like that. You'll only get yourself hurt.
[Orihara Izaya] So he WAS murdered after all.
[Orihara Izaya] Did you hack into my computer again?
[Tsukumoya Shinichi] I'm not helping you with this case, keep your money. This is someone elses business. Now would you kindly leave?
[Orihara Izaya] You're acting like a scared cat, don't want to get into something dangerous?
[Orihara Izaya] Hilarious, you're quiet. Oh well, I should just leave then if you're not usefull to me. You're wasting precious time~!
Orihara Izaya dies!
Izaya stared blankly at the locked file. Awakusu Dougen was murdered after all. Shiki's theory was correct then. And Shinichi seemed to know something he didn't.
His eyes traveled to the picture on his desk of the old man. "What to do, what to do..."
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"What the..." Izaya backed a little away from the door. And with very careful steps, he walked over to his bed to grab the sharp silver knife from under his pillow. He hid it in his sleeve, just above his hand so he could let it fall down into his pale fingers if necessary.
He then tip toed back to the door and leaned his ear against it again.
No, he wasn't imagining things. He could hear breathing. Izaya frowned. Questions began to swirl around in his brain like a carousel. Who was it and how the hell were they able to find his secret apartment?
Having no clue whether the person on the other side of the door was his enemy or friend, he opened it carefully. Not knowing what was in store for him.
"Oh. You're awake."
Izaya swung the door completely open and tensed up at the sight of the person in the doorway.
Was he still dreaming, or was Heiwajima Shizuo actually standing in his apartment?
A/N: Hihihi, you won't quite get to see what's gonna happen with Izaya yet. I wanted to get a view on the thing with Shiki and Izaya. It might be a little messy, I wrote it the best I could. I hope you enjoyed and I'll see ya next chapter!