I feel like this has been so rushed ;_; But I know starting Monday I won't have time to write as much since College will be starting…I made this chapter a decent size for you all, but for some reason…I feel that was a bad idea…it feels so boring ;0;
Thank you for the reviews on chapter 1 though =) and I hope you like chapter 2 (even if it does suck)
He had no idea how much time had passed, or if it had passed at all, everything seemed to stop; sitting up he lowered his arms and sighed, he didn't need the brunets words to tell him how he felt…his eyes told him what he wanted crystal clear…Izaya didn't hold the face of someone who wanted to live, his eyes where pleading for death. And for the first time since he had met the brunet, Shizuo didn't want him to suffer…
Standing on shaky legs, he placed a hand on the door knob and turned it; wincing as the hinges creaked from years of angered abuse. He was stood at the threshold for God knows how long simply staring at the bloody mess; the brunet was once again unconscious…he'd lost way to much blood…and though the thought brought a lump to his throat; Shizuo knew he had to admit, Izaya was dying…
He looked at him; with eyes that soon turned to hatred, even when he was dying the bastard still managed to anger him, if he were to die in Shizuo's house, who would the police look at first? They wouldn't believe what really happened…the damages done to Ikebukuro proved that…everyone knew they hated one another…growling Shizuo stormed over to the bed; it was like his body was on an auto-pilot…he had now blocked out the memory that Izaya was already dying…and in its place all he could see in his mind's eye was that fucking smirk!
He latched both hands around the brunet's neck and began applying pressure; the smile on his face was near demonic, he was going to finally rid the world of Orihara Izaya! Tokyo's most hated information broker…by his hands he was going to die.
A sudden flash of lightning startled him out of his craze, looking up his eyes widened; his mothers mirror sat before him, half covered by a drape to keep it clean…it was almost as if it was put there by some higher power…for in it, Shizuo could see what he was doing as though from another's perspective…Looking down his pupils shrunk dramatically. He was killing the great Orihara Izaya; yet the man's face never changed…he didn't try to stop him…he didn't beg for him to stop with that annoying voice, he was simply walking into deaths embrace, and leaving him behind…
"Shizuo stop, what the hell are you doing!"
Shizuo POV
Hearing the cry of my friend I removed my hands from Izaya's quickly bruising neck and turned towards him, my face void of emotion and my eyes still swollen from crying; at once the man's angered face fell into that of concern as he rushed towards the bed, Celty lightly grabbing my shoulder and leading me like a mother would a child to the other side of the room where she helped me sit down on the floor; mimicking my pose she pulled out her PDA, but I wasn't interested in her words of comfort…
Turning my head towards Shinra I could barely take in what he was doing, it was like my eyes were seeing it, but my brain wasn't processing it…I felt like I had entered a black and white movie…everything looked off…
"When did I call you…? I don't remember telling you about him…"
Hearing how dead my voice sounded I inwardly flinched; this wasn't who I was, I wasn't some pathetic human made to be used as a doormat…I was Heiwajima Shizuo; strongest man in Ikebukuro…so why did seeing this affect me so?
"You didn't, you phoned me about half an hour ago…I answered, but all I could hear was crying, so I got worried and had Celty bring me over…"
Normal POV (Cause I suck at them =3=)
Shinra never looked up from what he was doing as he replied, his brows furrowed in concentration as he wrapped a thick gauze around Izaya's heavily bleeding abdomen as he mumbled about being up all night working on the male.
The crazy brunet didn't need to say anything, Shizuo could tell simply from the vibes he was giving off that he blamed him for the damage done to Izaya…and for some reason, this pissed him off, looking at the floor he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"I didn't do this to him…I'm the one who dragged his bleeding ass from an alleyway…don't you dare accuse me of things you know nothing about."
The venom in his voice sent chills down Shinra and Celty's spines, and even though he was a good friend, they couldn't help, but feel a tad afraid of the man at the moment…
Shinra avoided making eye contact or even looking at his friend; right now he had another friend to save and if he didn't hurry and stabilize him…well, the outcome wouldn't be a pretty reminder for Shizuo…after all who wants to sleep in a bed someone died on?
Shaking his head Shinra looked back to what he was doing…feeling frustration rise as no matter what he did blood continued to seep through…looking at the man's face he bit his lip; he was going to have to burn the wounds if he wanted them to stop bleeding, but was Izaya really out cold or just too weak to open his eyes or move…could he really risk putting his friend through more pain…no.
"Celty we need to get him back to our place now…if I had of known I would have brought more things with me…"
Shizuo knew who the last part was aimed at and it took all his physical and mental strength not to simply punch the doctor, he had no idea what it felt like to have the person you hate the most at your mercy, but so badly hurt you can't finish them off from pity!
God he needed a cigarette…he was just about to leave the room when Shinra's voice stopped him;
"Shizuo I need you to carry him for me; no excuses now!"
Growling he walked over and without much care scooped the brunet into his arms, only to nearly drop him when a pained cry filled the room…looking down the blonde swore his heart stopped…despite the blood loss and the excruciating pain he must have been going through, Izaya still clung to consciousness…his red half lidded eyes filled with tears that he refused to shed…
"Shizuo come on!"
Nodding he ran after the bespectacled brunet, trying to stop his own tears from falling again…even in this state he would NOT let this flea see him cry…
Pacing up and down the apartments living room Shizuo growled; it must have been a good four maybe even five hours since Shinra shut himself and Izaya in the spare room, during which time countless of Shinra's as Celty put it "connections" had shown up and entered…
But there was still no word on Izaya…stopping he looked at the door hoping it would open and Shinra would come out saying he was okay and in three weeks time he would be chasing the annoying brunet out of Ikebukuro once again…
Was he not allowed to dream even if only for a few minutes? Slumping onto the sofa he sighed; Celty had kindly brought him a cup of milk nearly two hours ago, but the man had yet to touch it, instead he glared at it…for no particular reason of course since the milk had done nothing wrong…it was just stress…
sighing he placed his head on the arm rest and closed his eyes, the exhaustion catching up with his body a bit to quickly…
"Shizuo…Shizuo"
Hearing the voice and feeling someone prodding his shoulder the blonde groaned and buried his head deeper into his arms, only to realise he wasn't in his bed…looking behind him he saw Shinra's worried face and like that it all came back, sitting bolt upright Shizuo lunged forward and grabbed the doctors coat pulling him into him.
"Well? What happened? Is he okay?"
Not expecting the reaction Shinra jumped back letting out a small yelp of shock, to which Shizuo backed off at mumbling a soft apology that the brunet just smiled gently at.
"So…is he?"
Sighing Shinra flopped onto his couch, rubbing his forehead; he was exhausted…but looking at Shizuo he nodded;
"He did fine…better than I expected to be honest…but, Shizuo, when you do go in to see him…don't lose your temper."
At this Shizuo growled, how low did his so called friend think he was!
"How low do you think I am? Even if it is the flea I would never hit him in such a pathetic state!"
"Shizuo please; volume…but that's not what I mean…he's…he's changed. It was like he didn't recognise me at first; it took him an hour to calm down long enough to realise who I was and by then he completely wore himself out!"
Realising he was shouting Shinra lowered his head and took a deep breath before continuing
"So…if he freaks, the best thing to do is just walk out of the room. Do you understand?"
Looking at Shinra, Shizuo nodded before falling next to the brunet on the couch; he didn't know what to say, his mind had just gone blank…
"What did they do to him?"
Looking at Shizuo, Shinra frowned sadly before shaking his head and looking away; "From the looks of things they tortured him…" "No…injury wise, what did they do?"
Shaking his head again, Shinra tried to convince the blonde that he didn't want to know, he tried everything to change his mind, but Shizuo was adamant so taking a deep breath Shinra began…
"He has flail chest for one…basically in terms you'll understand; flail chest is where there are two or more fractures per rib, and because of this the area the flail affects, the lungs can't expand…3/4 of Izaya's ribs are fractured, but 5 of them had more than one fracture…we were able to sort that out without too many problems though…he had pretty serious abdominal bleeding, but again that was fixed without too many problems, as I'm sure you saw they did cut his throat open, but thankfully it wasn't as deep as it looked and there doesn't seem to be too much damage… he has a badly broken right arm, elbow and shoulder…obviously the people who did this knew his right hand is his dominant one…and let's see…his left shoulder was dislocated, but we popped that back into place…"
Listening to Shinra ramble on Shizuo felt his anger increase...how dare anyone touch his flea...looking down his body began to shake, noticing this Shinra felt panic rush through his body, so standing he turned to Shizuo and tried to create an excuse to leave;
"Hmm well I think that's about it. I better get back in with him before he wakes up again!"
Shinra was about to make a quick getaway, but Shizuo was one step ahead and grabbed his coat pulling him back onto the couch; "What about his legs? I know something was wrong with them."
Shinra couldn't make eye contact with Shizuo…he couldn't find a way to tell the man, and he had no idea how said man would react…but from that glare it was either he told, or he'd be on the operating table next…
"Shizuo…I don't…I really don't know how to say it…but I will try. Izaya's legs…well, right now…we think he'd be better off without them…the amount of work they will need done on them to give him even a slight chance of walking again…it just doesn't seem worth it…both his kneecaps are shattered, same with his ankles. His hips…the bone in the left one was coming out of his skin the right is broken, but not as badly, his shins have about 3 breaks each, his right is so bad the one main break splintered the entire bone…even if he does recover some use…he won't ever be able to run again…now…I've told you, so will you let me go, please?"
Looking down Shizuo blushed slightly, he didn't even realise he was holding the doctors wrist, letting go he watched Shinra get up and walk back into the spare room; however before he entered, he lowered his head and said something that made Shizuo feel sick; "We have also decided...if Izaya stops breathing at any time within the next 24 hours were not going to try and bring him back."
"What, so that's it? This is Izaya, Shinra, if anyone will survive this it's him!"
Turning to face the blonde Shinra's eyes where alight with rage; "Don't you get it Shizuo? They tortured him, mercilessly tortured him, we found things that quite frankly I never want to repeat again in my entire life! So imagine how he will feel when he wakes up! These memories are NEVER going to go away for him Shizuo, he's going to have awful scarring, both physically and mentally, in respect Izaya did in a way die tonight, sure he's still breathing, but you know as well as I that he will never be the same."
Hearing the shouts Celty came rushing from around the corner worry evident as she lightly touched Shinra's arm, flinching back when he yanked said arm away and walked back into the room.
Feeling an unstoppable wash of rage at the man's retreating back Shizuo growled, and turning he punched the wall, feeling it crack underneath the force; as Shinra's words kept ringing in his head...'Izaya was never going to be the same...'
Seeing something out of the corner of his eye, Shizuo flinched before turning, sighing when he saw Celty's PDA; [Shizuo...I'm not saying this to make you angry but]
Pulling it back she wiped the screen and rapidly began typing again before holding it up
[Maybe this would be a good chance to...start again with Izaya?]
Reading the words Shizuo frowned, but he didn't feel anger from them...instead he nodded slowly.
"Maybe...it would be for the best..."
I'm sorry ;_; it's so choppy and too quick to the point and bleh -3- writers block sucks yes? (Is going to re-write this when it finally goes T_T)
also you may be all like WTF one minute its saying there is lightning, but it never says there is a storm; well…the idea is to make you as the reader feel like Shizuo does ^_^ confused and not being able to take in the things around you .
Also the mirror bit came from a movie I watched with my Nan years ago xD