A/N: Chapter 7 is here. Please enjoy reading the chapter.
Summary: Izaya has been having headaches lately and when more symptoms appear he decides to go to the hospital. There he gets to hear that he has brain cancer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara!
It had been so embarrassing to cry in Shizuo's arms and Izaya had been glad that the blonde hadn't said anything before he left. He honestly didn't know how to face Shizuo now. He had broken down in front of his enemy, someone he was determined to never show his weak side to.
While he was still thinking about what just happened the door to his room opened and his doctor walked in together with a nurse. "Have you calmed down yet, Orihara-san?" The doctor asked carefully, which owed him a glare from his patient, but nothing more.
"What do you want?" Izaya asked and kept glaring at the doctor. He noticed the nurse beside the doctor was starting to feel nervous.
"No need to glare like that, I just want to check how you're doing after your trip and discuss what we're going to do from now on." The doctor answered calmly and Izaya dropped the glare and just stared at the man.
"It went fine, so I'm fine to go home." Izaya said, but he knew the doctor wasn't going to let him go just yet.
"I can understand that you want to go home, but I want to make sure that nothing will happen once you're out of here." The doctor was calm, which irritated Izaya. He really couldn't get a reaction out of this man.
"It won't and I have someone to take me home, so that shouldn't be a problem." Izaa answered.
"I know, but something can happen at your home too." Great, this doctor wasn't going to let him go with just that. "I want to see how you're doing and then we're going to discuss when you're free to go home."
"Fine, let's get this over with then." Izaya said to which the doctor came closer to him.
"How have you been with your movement? Have you been able to walk with less effort and have you been losing your balance less? Don't lie, because I can always ask a nurse." The doctor said when Izaya had opened his mouth to answer.
"Walking normally has been going fine, just speeding up has been more of a problem and I've been losing balance if I tried to do that." Izaya said with a sigh.
"That's understandable, but walking has been going fine." The doctor looked for confirmation to the nurse, who nodded. "Alright, have you been having headaches and if you have how severe were they?" Ugh, this doctor was going to keep asking them.
"Sometimes, mostly when I have been worked up about something and they can be pretty bad, I mostly want to sleep when I have them." The doctor nodded once more and wrote something down.
"Have you been having seizures?" This was something Izaya really hated about all this, the seizures.
"Fewer than before the operation, but still some." Izaya hated being honest about this, but the doctor knew he could ask the nurses and then it would come out.
"I can possibly higher the dose of your medication to make them fewer, but you might get stronger side effects from the medication if I do that." The doctor told him honestly. Izaya knew the side effects weren't that pretty to that specific medication, so the seizures might not be so bad.
"I don't need that." Izaya decided in the end, to which the doctor nodded. This time the doctor's face turned serious and Izaya knew that they had come to the next subject.
"You're doing pretty good, even though you're still showing some signs, but I honestly don't think that most will disappear before we finished your treatment." The doctor told him. "I want to keep you a few days more, so how about you going home in 3 days?"
"3 days?" Izaya said, he honestly wanted to leave here right now, but looking at the doctor, he knew there was no negotiation possible. "Ugh, fine." Izaya mumbled.
"After you're released from the hospital, I want to start with radio therapy a week later." Oh right, he still needed radio therapy and chemotherapy. "You will receive it for 7 weeks on the weekdays, so not in the weekend. You will come here in the morning and then you will probably be able to go home in the afternoon, depending on how long the treatment takes. I will give you a schedule when you go home and you should give it to your transport too." Izaya listened to what the doctor was saying and nodded slowly. He had been reminded about the fact that he wasn't done yet and that he still needed the treatment.
"That's fine." He said with a small voice, which the doctor noticed immediately.
"I will leave you alone for now, but we will talk about this more before you're released." The doctor said and then left together with the nurse to leave Izaya alone.
How long was this going to take? And how would Namie react once he finally came back to work? He had only told her to get a vacation for two weeks, which he had extended once he found out he would have to stay longer, but she would definitely be suspicious. Not to mention his clients. He hadn't been working at all, even though he had been planning on.
Closing his eyes, he decided that he would just try to sleep his worries away and deal with them once they came.
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Today was finally the day he was going to leave this hospital, he knew he had to come back for the treatments, but he would still be able to sleep at home.
Celty would be coming at 2pm and right now he had already finished packing everything, he had even already changed. He currently teaching Haru about math and he was honestly surprised when he found out that the kid was quite smart. You just needed to teach him something and he would get it almost immediately.
"You know I will be going home today right?" Izaya asked the boy to which Haru looked up from his books.
"I know and I appreciate that you have been helping me." He answered.
"I will still be able to teach you, you know? I will probably have some time on a day when I have a treatment, but I might not come on a day when I'm feeling bad." Izaya said.
"Would you really be willing to do that?" Haru asked and Izaya could see how surprised he was.
"Yeah, I will probably have to wait for my transport, so I might as well spent my waiting time with you." That seemed like something he might want to do, even though he might not be able to if he felt bad after a treatment.
"If you would want to I would really appreciate it." Haru said and Izaya could see a smile appear on his face. Izaya wanted to say something more, but the door opening interrupted them.
Celty came walking inside with his doctor and as soon as Haru noticed this he had started grabbing his stuff.
"Haru-kun, I will see you soon again, alright?" Izaya said when the boy had turned to leave.
"I will look forward to the next time, Izaya-san." Then the boy left the room, leaving the three people alone.
"Are you ready to leave Orihara-san?" The doctor asked and as an answer Izaya got of the bed and walked over to his bag to grab it, but before he could he was stopped by Celty.
[I will carry that for you.] Celty had already grabbed his bag before Izaya could say anything.
"I'm ready to leave." Izaya answered and waited for the doctor to give him the schedule.
"Here is the schedule I talked about and here is one for you too miss." The doctor handed the both of them a schedule and Celty looked it over. "This is the schedule for the radio therapy, as soon as you start the chemotherapy there will be another one." The doctor explained.
"I'm fine to go now right?" Izaya asked a bit irritated, he really wanted to go and he was already pissed that Celty wouldn't let him carry his own bag.
"Yes, you're free to go, see you in a week." As soon as the doctor said that Izaya walked out of the room and out of the hospital, stopping outside for Celty to get her bike. Getting on behind Celty on the bike they didn't say anything before they left for Shinjuku.
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Once arriving at his apartment, Izaya wanted to grab his bag and let the dullahan go, but she refused and grabbed his bag before heading inside the building.
Irritated, Izaya went after the woman and up to his apartment before he opened the door. He had not expected someone to be there, so when a voice greeted him, he stood still for a moment.
"Izaya? Where have you been?" Namie's voice came and Izaya tried to compose himself before answering.
"I have been away for a bit, nothing more." He knew his hair hadn't grown back yet, so that would have to look suspicious to the woman.
"Did you cut your hair? Why would you do that?" Nothing would go past her. He signaled for Celty to put the bag down and leave, he really didn't need her to be seen by Celty. Once he heard the door behind him close, he knew that the dullahan had left and he grabbed his bag before walking inside.
"I felt like a change." He answered curtly, before placing his bag down and sitting down on his couch.
"You're definitely hiding something." She said, but didn't comment on it further. "You haven't been working at all I heard. I had a lot of calls and mails from your clients, saying that you were unreachable."
"I felt like a break, but I'm going back to work now." Izaya said and then stood up to take place behind his computer, which was a mistake, since the woman had now been able to see the scar at the back of his head.
"How did you get that scar? It looks like a surgical scar." She said when she got closer to Izaya. Izaya could feel panic rising in his chest when she said that. Was it really that obvious? "Have you had surgery? No that can't be true, but if that's true, then it makes a lot of sense, especially if it was a brain surgery." Sometimes she was really too smart.
"It's none of your concern." He said and started his computer.
"Not denying it huh? But I mean, with the uncontrolled movements and the headaches, this makes a lot of sense. The medicine was probably antiseizure and some others wasn't it?" Izaya tried not to give anything away from his face, but he knew that the panic must be visible right now.
"You know that your face is confirming it? What did you have? Hemorrhage in the brain? No not that, probably a tumor of some kind, am I right?" Izaya felt defeated when she said this. "You have been away for a bit more than three weeks, which was probably recovery time, so that means that you will still be having more treatment right?"
"Just shut up!" Izaya yelled and he could see the surprise on her face. "Yes, I have a brain tumor and yes I still need treatment, are you happy now!?" Izaya honestly wanted her to shut up. He was tired and so done with everyone asking what was wrong with him and if everything was going alright.
"Not really, sorry." Namie said. "Should I leave? I will come back tomorrow then." She tried, since it clearly seemed that her boss wouldn't be in the mood to have her here.
"Yeah, leave. I hope you will not mention this ever again." He said and then stood up from his desk, before heading carefully up the stairs. He honestly still didn't trust himself walking up the stairs, but his bed was more comfortable than his couch, so he would have to go upstairs.
Once at the top of the stairs he let out a sigh of relief before he entered his bedroom and laid down on his bed without changing his clothes.