It continues. . .
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And for those who asked, I got a Brother's sewing machine for Christmas and I was making stuff like pillows and failed outfits for my monster high dolls. Still need to work on it.
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Chapter 9: Nine Boobilious Girls
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It was quiet. Much to quiet for Shizuo's liking. He had gotten use to Djali's noise making that he wasn't use to quiet. Djali-the poor little thing must be going frantic wondering where he was. Just after arriving at the hospital, Shizuo sent Celty over to his apartment to check on his puppy. She hadn't come back yet, so he figured that she stayed for a bit or just went home. After all, it would be silly if the headless rider hung around a hospital. Doctors might want to experiment and stuff. And poor Shinra wouldn't like that.
"Good morning!" Speak of the devil. "How's that leg of yours?" Shinra asked with a friendly smile.
"Beneficial to you." Shizuo grumbled trying to sit up.
"You really-" Shinra started up shut at the look Shizuo was giving him. "Never mind." Shinra pulled up a chair next to the bed. "So how did the great Heiwajima Shizuo get himself cough in a situation like that?"
"When a group of dumb asses come up from behind while smothering you with chloroform how do you not pass out and fall to the mercy of assholes." He blond groaned. Shinra could tell he was on edge. But from what?
"Shizuo, are you going through withdraws?" The blank look Shinra got confirmed his suspicions. "Well, here. I wasn't going to give these to you till you got out, but I see no harm." Shinra handed Shizuo the small box of cigarettes as he reached over and opened the window. "It's a get well gift from Simon."
"And yet he hates it when I smoke." Shizuo quickly poked out a smoke and lit it.
Things were quiet for a few minutes. Then Shinra swallowed hard. "So what are you going to about Izaya?" Shizuo just lowered his gaze.
"Why should I worry about him?" The denial in Shizuo's voice was clearly there. What was he hiding?
Shinra rolled his eyes. "Because of your feelings! It's obvious you care about him and that you want him with you! And-even though I know breaking patient doctor confidentiality-this needs to be said. Lately Izaya has been coming to talk to me-and by what he says, it sounds a lot like he's developed feelings for you." Shizuo just sat there quiet trying to calm down his nerves. "This could be your chance! He's in the next room over. If you get a chance, just go over and speak with him."
"I don't think so." Shizuo turned to look out the window. "Besides, I'm not sure that I can face him. I can't repay him for what he's done-how the hell do you expect me to talk to him?" The question was one the underground doctor couldn't answer.
"If that's how you feel, then there's nothing I can do to make you talk to him." Shinra stood up and head for the door. "I'll be back later to see you. I'm going to go check up on him. . . He's in pretty bad shape you know. His cold did not help him in the scuffle." Great job Shinra; way to make Shizuo feel completely guilty. He sighed heavily. What was he going to do? He truly did owe Izaya his life. Life sure was a bitch.
Izaya was still in his sleep. He wasn't quite comatose yet, but he was conscious yet. He was announced to be in a light coma, but Shinra didn't think it was a coma. Izaya was too strong for that. "Unlike, he accepts his feelings. He just doesn't know how to tell you. But I think he will. Someday he'll tell you he feels the same way. I know it. But I can only pray it happens soon." Shinra placed his hand over Izaya's before he left. Only after he left did Izaya's eyes flutter open. For that brief moment, he felt happy. He went back to sleep with a small smile on his face. . .
It took a lot of strength for Shizuo to stand on his leg, but he managed to find his feet and stumble into Izaya's room. Izaya was hooked up to bags of fluid and different machines to monitor his condition. He was beaten up pretty badly. A black eye, broken shoulder and humorous, and several broken ribs were the rice Izaya paid to save Shizuo's life. How was he ever going to repay his debt?
"Shizu. . . Chan?" A weak voice broke through the silence of the dark room. Shizuo looked up to find Izaya lying awake looking at him with those watery amber eyes of his.
"Izaya-how are you feeling?" Shizuo sounded a bit more frantic than necessary. "I mean-"
"I'll be ok. What *wince* about you?" Izaya sighed. "Where are we?"
"Shinra's home office couldn't handle a passed person who was injured and sick. You needed special care."
"Aw-and did you carry me?" Amazing. Even in his state, Izaya was still an idiot.
Shizuo just glared at him. "With my leg? You had a better chance at flying." Izaya chuckled. Shinra's voice and words were echoing in the back of his mind. Because of your feelings! It's obvious you care about him and that you want him with you! Why did Shinra have to right? But Shizuo couldn't do it. Telling Izaya the truth wasn't worth it. Shinra's words might have been wrong. There could be no way Izaya felt the same he did. Izaya was too proud for that. But he was also full of surprises. He gave no real reason in the past recent events to disprove Shinra's words. So, maybe-
"You alright Shizu-chan?" Shizuo looked up as his thoughts were broken. "You're spacing out." Izaya was sitting up now and taking off his oxygen.
"Just thinking. I should go." Shizuo turned towards the door-
"Shizu-chan wait." The young men's eyes met and there was something there. Neither could tell what it was nor could they guess. All they knew was that one moment Shizuo was standing just centimeters away from Izaya and the next something no one but the two of knew happened. . .