Back with chapter two.


Chapter Two

"AHHHhhhHHH!"

That parasite is fucking screaming again.

"Can't you ever shut the fuck up?" I ask, refusing to open my eyes for the whiny asshole.

His screams are obnoxiously loud and so is his breathing which comes over the speaker RIGHT BESIDE my fucking head. Whatever drugs they have me on that keep me so tired finally waver with that flea's screams and it fucking nauseates me.

If I have to be here and near him then I don't mind sleeping, it's better than forcing myself to be around him.

"Well, excuse me... Shizu-chan," he finally replies between breaths. "Did I bother your beauty sleep?"

"Oh look, you're still a snarky little prick. I guess it can't be that bad then."

The fact that he doesn't reply bothers me enough to peek over at him. My vision blurs and sways a bit but I'm alert enough to stand. Once I make it over to the glass I can see that he's leaning against the wall. His eyes are sporting dark circles and his wrists are red and purple.

The flea grits his teeth as he glares at me.

"I'm sorry, some people don't get the luxury of sleep," is all he can say as he looks away from me.

"Really? Looks like you've had plenty of beauty sleep," I tease. Pacing back and forth, I watch him. "Pink looks good on you, by the way," I add, winking for emphasis.

I can hear him growl under his breath which actually makes me smile. Seeing the infamous Orihara Izaya angry or even annoyed? Now that's rare.

"You sound like an old pervert," he chuckles, a smirk finding it's way back onto his features. "Now we know why you have cum on your shoes."

I growl a bit, he's being childish again. I suppose I was being childish too.

"You're fucking voice is the most annoying thing I've ever heard and what comes out your mouth only makes it worse. Go the fuck to sleep or something."

"I can't sleep," he says quietly.

"Sew your fucking lips shut for all I care just shut the fuck up."

"Shizu-chan," his voice is low and hoarse. "I have no idea how long we've been in here anymore, I lost track after the first three days."

I pause, his statement catching me off guard. "What did you just say?"

"Oh? You didn't realize? I guess you wouldn't since you've been fucking sleeping the whole time!"

I don't understand, but it makes a little sense since I remember waking up briefly several times to his screaming.

"What's your fucking problem with me sleeping, huh? You think I want to spend time with you? Plus, you know damn well they got me all drugged up!" And suddenly I realize that I'm explaining myself to him, even being defensive. "You know what? I don't give a fuck."

"I know you don't."

Izaya leaves it at that as he turns from me again. He bites his lip before hopping up to pace the room.

"You know, this place is pretty fucked up but at least we have stuff we need," he says as if he's settling into a tiny apartment.

"That's really funny coming from the high class rich bitch. I'm surprised you're not going into withdrawal without your phones."

"Yeah, it's boring but look! We have toilets!" He points to the small shelves built into the wall, "We have changes of clothes! Sometimes they give me food which is great 'cause I'm pretty sure we can't survive of off IV fluids... unless they're putting something else in there too..."

Something is different about Izaya.

"Yeah, yeah, it's a regular paradise," I say sarcastically.

"They showered us too."

His bite isn't... it's not... biting.

My head whips in his direction, "WHAT!? YOU SAW THEM!?"

"Yeah, it was a little weird."

"What do they look like? Did you recognize them?" I ask, frantically seeking answers.

Izaya bursts into a fit of laughter, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"IZAYYYAAAAAA!" I growl, my anger getting the better of me once again.

"Ooooooh! So scary, Shizu-chan. I'm shaking over here," he mocks distress as usual.

"I swear, Izaya. I'm going to get out of here and when I do I'm going to break this glass and kill you myself. That is, if they don't do it for me."

He sighs, "Yeah, they just might. Looks like you lucked out this time."

"Why would you say that?" I ask, expecting a smart ass retort.

"I don't know." Izaya replies, but I'm unable to identify the emotion in his voice. "Just seems like I got the shitty end of the stick."

"What the fuck ever, flea." I wave him off before something hits me. "Wait, how did you even know it had been 3 days? You said you lost track but how can you tell time in here? There are no windows or clocks!"

Yeah, I'm starting to see through your bullshit. I knew it seemed kind of odd.

"Shizuo, I've had plenty of time to look at our rooms. I have a clock above the glass wall on the cement. You have random buttons."

"Well, have you figured out a plan yet, oh Great Izaya-sama?" I ask sarcastically.

"Pfffttt, yes I have. Now bow to me, low-life."

He has my full attention. I won't bow to him but if he has a plan to get out of here then maybe I can get out of here too.

"And what might that be?"

"Bow to me and I'll tell you," his eyes narrow at me, waiting for my reaction.

"Fuck no," I stand my ground.

"Well, then fuck you," he shrugs.

I growl uncontrollably and he continues, "You know Shizu-chan, I've been watching you sleep so soundly. Isn't it weird? You're a fucking monster but you do regular things. It makes me fucking sick." He laughs before continuing. "Do you really think I wanted to watch you sleep?" I guess he has a point. "Fuck no! Do you know why I did? Why I've had time to think about things? Do you care to know, Shizu-chan!?"

"Not really," I answer but, I know he's about to tell me either way.

"BECAUSE EVERYTIME I START TO FALL ASLEEP I GET SHOCKED. I'm not allowed to go to sleep. I haven't slept since we woke up in this fucking place." He pauses but his face starts to distort. "I can't nod off, I can't get too comfortable because once I do, before I know it I'm getting shocked awake again. I can't think about anything other than my fucking hate for you, a monster, and being stuck in a cage with you, a fucking monster. I think I'm pretty close to losing my mind and you're over there sleeping like a fucking princess."

At this point he's just rambling and I start to tune him out. Though, I do wonder how long he has been up. If those bruises on his wrists are from the electrical shocks then he's been up a while.

"...And if maybe I could just get maybe an hour of sleep, maybe I would feel better. I wonder if I actually saw them or not. Maybe it was a hallucination."

"Izaya," I call out to him.

"But it was so strange because I'm pretty sure you don't have a twin."

"Izaya," I call again, but he still continues.

"I mean out of all the information I've gathered on you and observed, I'm pretty sure the only brother you have is Kasuka-"

"IZAYA!"

"Yes?" He asks innocently, which is fucking weird.

"Shut the fuck up. I get it. You haven't slept. They aren't letting you. I get it. Stop freaking out, it's fucking weird."

I don't even know what to expect from him anymore. He's so different that I would almost agree about him losing his mind. I mean he's always been weird but he's always had his thoughts and plans in check.

"Yeah, you're right." His back slides down against the wall and he rests his head in his hands. "I just want to get out of here."

I stare at him for a few moments before I hear a sound that makes me jump.

The voice.

"Good morning, Heiwajima. I trust that you slept well. Since this is the 1 week mark, I will give you your first choice. On the floor you have a green button to your left. If you press this button, you can end Izaya's suffering at any time and allow him to get sleep. That is all."

"Oh my god! Please Shizuo! Let me go to sleep. I'm so tired. He said a week. I've been awake for an entire week. They say the brain and the body shut down after ten days without sleep. That's only three more days! Shi-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

He kneels with his hands clasped, begging me to end his suffering and I can't help but smirk.

"Bow down to me, low-life." I repeat his words back to him and it feels incredible.

Holding this power over him feels incredible.

Having the upper hand feels incredible.

But before I can even really fully enjoy this small victory, he actually bows his fucking head to the ground!

Facing the floor, he begs once more, "Please Shizuo."

His lack of shame and pride actually stun me for a second and I don't know how to respond. If they wanted me to kill him then they wouldn't have bothered with this whole set up. They would have just put us in a room together.

"Goodnight, Flea."

I press the green button.

Izaya thanks me before laying his head on the ground right where he is. Two minutes pass as I watch him fall asleep.

His even breaths come over the speaker...

And now I can't stop thinking about what he had to go through in order to behave like that.


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