"Shiiiizu-chaaaan!" Izaya calls, hovering over Shizuo's unconscious form. "Shizu-chan wake uuuup!" He calls, right into the blondes ear. Nothing happens, of course.
It's the next day, well, the next night actually, and Izaya was visiting Shizuo on his third day of VR. He didn't want to come, fully expecting Shizuo to have awakened by now. Izaya had spent all day in Ikebukuro, wandering around and observing the thriving city he loves so much!
He'd gotten bored after the first hour. But he'd stayed, waited for a vending machine to come hurtling at him. Sure the dirty was huge, but Shizuo had an excellent nose and Izaya had even stayed in the parts of town he knew would house shady dicks in debt and still nothing. So Izaya came to see if his hated monster was still slumbering and, lo and behold! He was.
"Tch. You're so boring!" Izaya snaps at the unconscious beast. There's no reply, as predicted. 'How boring you are.'
Izaya starts to take a seat on the edge of the bed, deciding he might as well stay awhile since Shinra and Celty aren't home, when he gets an idea. Smirking, he climbs up onto the bed, onto Shizuo himself, and situates himself in his lap.
It's kind of an odd picture, a grown man sitting on another grown man's lap when said other grown man is unconscious and laying down rather than sitting up. But, Izaya doesn't let it get to him, just wiggles to get comfortable and opens up his phone. The volume is up, making bright little noises as he checks his mail and texts Namie creepy things. Its a new phone, she wont know the number.
"Heh." He loves the little sounds the keys make, that cute little bubble sound. Izaya doesn't notice when Shizuo twitches. Really, he should be doing work, as Shiki has been on his ass about some possible mole in the Yakuza, spying for some overconfident little gang. Of course Shiki doesn't own Izaya but he is paying a lot, as always, and there's no reason to procrastinate such a fun and amusing job. But, while Izaya does love the stupidity of his humans, he can't leave. Shizuo is going to wake up soon and Izaya has to be there when he does. And he will wake up soon, of course he will. He has to.
"Tch, is it that hard to beat a game?" He asks the zombie he's sitting. "Anyone can do it. Look, I'll show you!" He says, pulling up the app. The games music blares rather loudly in the small room, and he has to adjust the brightness of his screen from where it stings his eyes. A glance at Shizuo and he swears he see's hos face scrunch just slightly. 'It's probably nothing. People feel like they see the dead move at funeral's even when they know they don't, this is just the same psychological reaction as that.'
"Heh, here! Angry birds. Everyone, right? I like it because the pigs are stupid, ugly little brutes like you and the birds are clever, cute little things like me! Don't you agree, Shizu-chan?" He asks, expecting no answer and enjoying the sounds of the birds flying onscreen. He'd never tell, but he went to theatre's to see the movie.
"Mmm..." Shizuo moans, as if giving an answer, just barely under his breath. Izaya hums back, focused on the game. 'Wait...'
"Mm!?" He's glad Shinra and Celty aren't home, or they surely would have heard him. Throwing his phone down on the bed, he shoves himself in front the bartender's face. 'This is it!' He grins wide and waits for the beast to wake up, knife in hand. 'Heh, maybe I can convince him I'm a ghost and pretend to haunt him.' Izaya thinks with glee. He eagerly waits for Shizuo to open his eyes.
And waits.
And waits some more. Aaaaaand nothing. There's no further reaction from Shizuo in the dark of the room, and it makes Izaya frown with something akin to disappointment. The room feels terribly empty in that moment, void of anyone but Izaya and it's... 'Not lonely. As if. It's just quiet. It's just too quiet, that's all.' The beast doesn't even flinch when Izaya pokes his cheek with his knife a few times.
"...tch. Of course." He sighs, glaring down at his nemesis. Shizuo never does as he's expected to do, the unpredictable animal. "This is why I hate you-" he starts, when the front door slams, and Shinra's voice floats through.
"I'm getting a little worried, Celty. Its been nearly three days now and no signs of waking up! I tested that machine, the drugs will stop immediately following the eliminatation of character A!" Shinra exclaims. Izaya reacts fast, bragging his phone and rolling off Shizuo in a flash. He's out the window, climbing onto the thick ledge above it by the time Shinra and Celty step into the room and flip the lights on.
"Aah you're probably right, my love! Shizuo will get through this in no time." Shinra chirps. There's some shuffling around, probably checking Shizuo and the machine. He can't quite hear it, but he knows Celty is typing a response in the quiet that follows.
"Ah? What about Orihara-kun?" Shinra asks. Izaya perks up, leaning a bit over his ledge to hear better.
"Hahaha! Well, I probably had it coming. But you're right again, it is unusual for him to punch someone. He tends to be more discrete and thorough when he wants to hurt someone. Except with Shizuo-kun, of course. Hahaha, I guess I really made him mad!" Shinra laughs, carefree. Izaya scowls, sitting back on his ledge with a silent huff. 'What a friend I have. I should leave...'
"Ah... I'm sure it's fine, darling. Hey now, I don't like you worrying about other men! First you're worried about Shizuo, now Izaya! Ah! You aren't gonna leave me for one of them are you!? Nooo Celty my love, don't leave me-ACK!" Coughing, followed by the faint sound of fast angry typing. 'What am I waiting for? I really should be going now.'
"S-sorry my love~ I won't ever doubt you again!" He coughs out, happy. "You should probably leave though, I need to check Shizuo-kun's catheter." The door closes, and Izaya sits and waits for Shinra to finish. Time seems to drag on until finally the door closes a second time. Izaya waits a little longer, until he can faintly hear an Alien documentary playing on the TV and Shinras laughter, likely at Celtys fear.
Ducking his head in, upside down, Izaya whispers a quick, "Nighty night, Shizu-chan. Come fail to kill me tomorrow, beast." And he's gone, down the fire escape and heading back home.