Aryes: OMG! MY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! MY COMPUTER HAD A VIRUS FOR OVER A MONTH AND I MISSED YOU ALL! I was sad that I couldn't get the next chapter, but guess what I made for you a all!? I made you uys a decently long chapter that hopefully does not suck! Thank you reviewers! I love to hear your feedback! We all make this story together and you guys make it great by reading it! I am so sorry guys! I really hope you like it! I make up each chapter as I go along so let's hope a month of no writing didn't make me out of shape! Hope you like it! Thank you!
~Aryes
Disclaimer: I don't own the great DRRR! series, but I love the characters all the same! And also ship them XD *laughs evilly*
Chapter 5: Afternoon Activities
Bonds Between Gods and Beasts
"Bonds between Beasts and Gods are only created by touch.
Every bond has different powers and side effects.
Some side effects are fatal, others are minor,
and some can be...unusual."
~pg. 35 from"The Law Of The Monsters"
Izaya Orihara skillfully scanned the hallways cautiously, looking for any sign of real trouble as he held the small camcorder that was firmly in his pale hand closer to his body. There was a reason for this camcorder, but due to the raven's own work policy he wasn't inclined to tell you anything about it (self made rule). If you asked him why he was being sneaky or why he had a camcorder in his hand, all he would respond would be "That is a fun S-E-C-R-E-T~" The voice would give you shivers, and suddenly, you'd wish you never asked, but fortunately for any innocent people in the vicinity, no one inquired about the small device in his pale hand.
The God had been busy today with annoying the his new toy and with his own personal work, so he had not had the time today to really observe his somewhat new surroundings. This was not a problem in the slightest, because Izaya had the whole map layout in his head, but it was always fun to enjoy watching the strange creatures of the school interact with one another. Izaya strutted down the hallway with his usually haughty stride, daring anyone to try and stop him from reaching his destination.
This was not an unusual occurrence, because that is how the raven haired man always walked, with purpose and carefree. The raven haired man was on a job so he was heading straight to his destination. The principal's office. His red ruby eyes lazily glared at the two men standing in front of the doorway down the hall where the door to the office was. The door he was going to enter was guarded by these two men every year, one was very lanky and tall with overly bright orange short hair and pale skin, while the other man was a bit shorter, but he looked very competent and trained with his stiff shoulders and stocky pasty looking body with no hair adorning his head. They both had on shades as they stared pointedly at the wall across the hall. They were good guards for the year, but both were not very courageous to say the least.
Izaya Orihara stopped in front of them both and turned to the doorway and said vaguely, "Hello Hal!~ Hello Ramond!~." Both men stood up straighter as the skin-prickling voice met their ears, and both stared at the wall ahead once again, not once looking the infamous youth in the red eyes, but more over they did not dare to look without their shades. The last man who looked in the eyes of a God had been a guard for the principal's office, but as soon as the man's unshielded gaze set on a god's became insane to the point of stalking, and the man had began bordering on obsessive as the days went on.
He had followed the mysterious God every where, because once you look a God in their red eyes without the proper amount of intellect or shieldware, you become a god's toy to bend and to break. The God that had turned the man looney had become the principal of this school, and the youth that had walked in was the adopted son of the principal, Izaya Orihara. Both men listened as the two conversed in the office.
"Izaya...You do not need to unnerve my new guards, they are already paranoid as it is around you. I don't need you to scare them anymore." breathed out a deep voice from the other side of the door that belonged to a single man by the name everyone knew, Shiki. The guards stood straighter as they heard the voice of the principal of Rairabukuro Academy. The man was a God that deserved the highest respect, because of his history but let us just say he is a legend in the monster world that only went by Shiki. His Godly eyes were clouded with grey as Shiki watched his son saunter into his office uninvited. Again.
Shiki felt the shift of his eyes as the colour in them switched around. It was fact that higher Gods could change the colour of their eyes, but like all the extras of being a God, it came with a little price. The older man sat in his chair straightforward in front of his desk, looking over at the more recent pile of papers as his now red eyes shifted to Izaya's with blood like colours flooding into his eyes. Shiki wanted to sigh with relief as his irritated eyes were soothed with feeling of normal eyes.
'Seems like work will have to wait,' The older man thought as he leaned back in his leather chair and loosened his suit tie a bit, it was just too stuffy in his office today for him not to loose clothing, even with all the powers of the Gods, he could not fix the air-conditioning in the damn school. The only thing that could have made him really irritated would be if his son came into his office right now, but sure enough there he came, waltzing in with that smiley look upon his face. That was never a good look for him, it meant trouble, and lord knew Izaya came with tons of it. His red eyes flickered over to the stack of papers he had waiting for approval today. 'The first day of school...oh how I hate it so, it should just fuck itself with a janitor's mop' Shiki laughed a little at the mental picture the threat instilled, but he composed himself, because he had a lot of work to do today and he really did not need his son in the way.
"Why are you in my office Orihara?" The raven haired man asked impatiently, after all, he did have a school to run. Izaya smirked as his adopted father spat out his mother's maiden name like a curse, Shiki as Izaya soon learned, liked to express any emotion with words. It was a fun game to guess how his adopted father was feeling, and it was the only game the boy liked to play with his father, because it was a test of information. Today his father was mad or annoyed, Izaya had watched as Shiki glanced at the papers with a scowl prominent on his older features. Ah, he had work papers to sign. Izaya's red eyes sparkled brightly meaning that some smart ass comment was shortly going to follow it.
Shiki sighed again as he heard his son's voice say, "Do you not like seeing me here father? I know you have work to do, but I am a bit saddened by the fact that my face makes a scowl when I walk in the room, and I was even going to show you something cool~!" The last part made the boss look at his son pointedly, whenever Izaya thought something was cool, it was usually seen as cruel. It also usually meant trouble for the principal, because whatever mess his son made he had to clean it up. Nonetheless though, Shiki's red eyes slightly hummed with uplifting energy, Izaya smile raised on his face when he saw the tell tale excited sparkle in his father's red eyes. Excitement was an emotion that powered Gods up like adrenaline for humans, and it especially affected the God's ocular powers. Izaya had him hook, line, and sinker.
"What poor lost soul are you planning on destroying? Or moreover, what do you want for it?" Shiki's red gaze now landed on the camcorder that Izaya raised with his pale hand when the principal said, "it" Shiki pointer finger rested in the direction of the camcorder as he saw his son's eyes narrow to a dangerous point, so dangerous that Shiki had a pretty good feeling that whoever appeared on the camcorder would have their life destroyed by his own son. Izaya Orihara smiled a wicked cute smile as he held the camcorder close to him again, "The price is simple.."
"Whenever you say simple, I get the feeling it isn't, so tell me Izaya, why do I want to go through all this trouble for a camcorder?" Shiki responded flatly as he gave his son a bored look, but his red eyes wandered behind Izaya's to the doorways where two shadows stood stock still. Izaya simply nodded his head in agreement, this was a conversation that should not reach outsider's ears. "Hal, shut the door would you?" Hal, the bald man, responded to the sound of his boss' voice only by obeying the request.
The door slammed with a loud echo in the white walled and fern adorned room. It was a typical office setup for Shiki's, white walls, fern pots adorning the unoccupied corners, wood desk, black leather business chair, filing cabinet, and waste basket beside his desk except it said principal on his plaque. "The reason you want this camcorder is because," his son paused slightly, probably to add emphasis on why I want the camcorder. "This camcorder has one of your teachers doing very illegal things that could I could take to the police, and you and I both know how badly they want a reason to investigate Rairabukuro."
The older man's red eyes widened, but he now understood why he wanted it, the children would be in danger of exposure, and he would loose his job. Yes, he indeed wanted the camcorder. "So what is your price?" Izaya began to pace around the room with the glint in his blood red eyes twinkling in amusement at his father's obvious reaction, but he had to settle himself down because he had a small price for this information, considering he didn't care for it in the slightest. His father watched him cautiously as he made himself comfortable in the chair across fro the desk.
"I would to be excused of detention~!" Izaya said with an enthusiastic smile as he propped his head up with his pale hand as a soft "pwuoof" could be heard from the cushion underneath his elbow, his other arm resting on the other arm rest. His head tilted with him as he rested his head on h the palm of his hands, but he didn't mind it much, even with the slightly tilted view of his father. The older man's eyebrow twitched in surprise, and that was the only reaction he got until he heard his father's double voice clearly, it was then that Izaya realized he had made two mistakes.
"Izaya," he froze abruptly as the double voice echoed in the small room with terrifying volume as Shiki continued, "Why on earth did you get detention!" Izaya reeled backwards as the double voice resounded loudly in his ears leaving a harsh ringing in them. He had two mistakes, One was he had just told his father he had detention, and second off talking to your father who is the principal about anything school related, much less while blackmailing them. "Father," Izaya forced himself to speak evenly as his heart pounded in fear of his father, "The reason that I got detention was because of the person I was talking to, he is one of the Monsters, and.." Shiki's face turned from angry to interested as he heard Izaya speak about Monsters.
"What about this Monster? Who is he?" Izaya blinked as he heard his father's voice change back to rough and gruff sound that he was used to. 'Why is he not angry anymore?...strange.' Izaya thought interestedly, but the only sign of it visibly was a small scrunch of his black eyebrows on his head. "That monster is my toy father, and I intend to break him." the youth said with an evil sneer, the dark energy that radiated off of him was almost visible to Shiki. "Father," Shiki froze slightly as he heard his son's double voice slither into his ear threateningly as he said the last word with vice, but the principal grimaced at the annoyance, "Son, you realize that the life you are trying to toy with can bite back, right? Unlike humans, Monsters...are particularly..."
Shiki paused, searching for the correct word to describe the reckless, dangerous, and fearless group. "They are...strong, prideful people Izaya. If you try to hurt him, his clan could start a war with us!" Shiki's red eyes blazed with fury, standing abruptly like a lawyer in court, but he hesitated as he saw his son. Izaya's red eyes glazed as he smiled genuinely in mirth, along with a bubbling laughter that started to come to a boil. The maniac sound filled the air with dread as it reached its peak of lunacy before slowly returning to small chuckles here and there.
Shiki stared at Izaya with wide eyes of fear as he spoke, "You are planning for that aren't you?" This sentence drew out another round of giggles, almost as though he had said something stupid, but Izaya replied with a lazy swish of his hand, "No, not at all, though that would be an added bonus if that happened, but it is not likely." "Why would you say that?" Red eyes peered into Izaya's earnestly like a child full of wonder as he stared at his son. " To simply put it father, the Monster clan is not like ours. His clan wants him dead, because even among the Monsters there is a monster. One who has more strength than anyone else, one who is stranger than everyone else,.."
Izaya briefly remembered his first meeting with the blonde as he had watched the Monster stare in awe of the flowers with a small smile on his face, "One who is..." Izaya stopped and smiled darkly as he hid the Monster's secret. "This monster I have met is a unsightly...disgusting...Too irritating...an annoyance...You know what father~?" Izaya's voice had changed from a dark mumbling to very sing songy voice instantly, amusing Shiki with the fast change, "I hate him~ He's loud and stops around like a protozoan! He even looks me in the eyes father, and he wasn't even so much as swayed by my ocular powers~! He is fun to rile up as well, but he is too much of hassle."
His young son was always very odd for his age, but in Shiki's opinion it was in a good way, Izaya had always been smart and very much unsympathetic when it came to other people, but for once Izaya was going mad over some other student. "You hating someone? Usually you say I love everyone, then destroy someone's life. So, what's the name of the student that has got you so upset?" Shiki asked in an curious way, watching with a growing fascination as Izaya's red eyes burned brighter than anything he could remember. Shiki had never seen his son so emotional over someone and as Izaya opened his mouth to reply, until a loud ferocious knock came at the door, freezing both father and son in place as one of the guards, Ramond, came in breathlessly as though he had ran and yelled at the top of his lungs with a voice edged with fear, "Principal, we have a major problem! Miss Yagiri took one of the students and is trying to escape the building without approval of the Gargoyles!"
Izaya red eyes furrowed as he almost impeccably analyzed every detail about the woman, and since she had been the suspect of research for him recently, he knew all about her, and a smile wreaked havoc his pale face. The Gargoyles were the team of staff members that authorized leaving the campus to make sure that the teachers did not leave with any evidence of that could blow the schools cover to the humans. Miss Yagiri had been requested to be watched by one of the higher up Gargoyles, because she had been suspected of leaving with giant duffel bags, claiming it was all for the tennis club she taught, but she had never opened this bag to anyone if they asked.
She had been under suspicion these last few months as students started disappearing, but today she had been caught. "What!?" Shiki yelled slamming his hand on his desk emitting a mighty echoing sound throughout the school. "How do you know? Is there evidence?" Izaya asked, ignoring his father's anger as he spoke to Ramond levelly to unscare him which were visible as he quaked in his boots. "She was caught on camera as she ran out of the detention room with the duffel bag, but this time there is blood on the side of it." replied Ramond evenly as the man tried to remain calm. Shiki cursed under his breath behind the youth, but the boy was solely in his own world putting together pieces of the puzzle with his strange smirk.
That is until he remembered one little fact, Miss Yagiri had been the detention teacher today, which meant the student that she took might have very well been...! 'Well, Well, Well... if Miss Yagiri thought she could escape campus with my toy, she was dead wrong. Very wrong indeed. My fun has only just begun, so I can't let the subject of my research or my toy leave so early in the game~ now can we?~.' Izaya made a peculiar face that was a mix between a grimace and a smile that was unfamiliar to his father, but it also proved to invoke shivers down his spine, his own son. His own son was able to scare him, it made Shiki proud and pleased unlike any other that his son, was able to invoke shivers of fear from him.
Izaya stepped forward with one of his devious grins forming with a very different emotion, joy. "Father, I will take care of this seeing as Miss Yagiri is now found out and since she was requested to be watched I will take care of this matter," Shiki looked over at Izaya with a questioning look, but as soon as he saw Izaya's red eyes sparkle he knew he could not stop him from leaving. It would be like trying to stop a bull from charging when he saw red, and it was not a feasible option. "Fine, take care of it and come back later if you are still wanting to discuss that." The principal said dismissively with a simple wave of his calloused hand as pointed to the camcorder. Izaya's mouth held as a firm straight line as he lifted the camcorder into his view.
'It isn't of much use now that she's been found out. Maybe if I capture her our deal will be opened with a higher price, plus,' Izaya tilted the camcorder on it's side and gently tossed it to his father, who caught it easily in one hand as Izaya spoke the rest of his thoughts, "I don't need that anymore actually, because she's been caught in the act, but..." Shiki's head raised to meet his son's fierce red gaze as he was called, but instantly he regretted it as he heard, "If I capture her and 'save' the student, I want no detention and~you have to buy me the newest computer on the market~!"
Shiki sighed, he didn't want to do anything today, but buying the newest computer on the market wasn't cost efficient. "Fine, but you are not allowed to harm either of them physically, and I want you spotless when you come back. You know that we have to meet the Gargoyles after this and report about Miss Yagiri, so don't die." Shiki said as walked back to his sleek table beside his sitting chair. The teen God watched as his father receded to his desk, that was usually a sign that he was confident in him to get results. 'Oh father, how strange you are, but not entirely unpredictable. I knew you would give up~! So much fun, but now...I have to save my new and unpredictable toy' Izaya thought, reminding himself that he had a job to do now.
Without another word, the red eyed teenager ran out into the hallway and turned sharply towards the nearest exit, knowing exactly where Ms. Yagiri parked her car. Izaya knew everything about the woman, her age, the exact time of her birth, how she took her coffee, where she went on holidays, and he even knew where she dropped her change last weekend when she went to the hair salon for a cut. 'Shizu-chan~, so far you are proving to be more of hassle than I anticipated. I wonder how many more interesting incidents we will share before the school year is done, and how this will end, but the question that is really bugging me. Will the god defeat the monster?'
'or furthermore the monster pleads and begs for his life like the dog he is? Or maybe the monster will go down savagely in a bloody battle between the two? Will the monster overpower the god or perhaps the monster will become the servant of the God?...The god could also be the monster's eternal rival, never to live or die fully without the others consent' Izaya's body hummed with power and a tinge of sadistic lust coursing through him at the rather pleasant thought of seeing the protozoan on death's brink. Shizuo's brown honey coloured eyes flashed in Izaya's mind, they were unfamiliar to him, but they looked overwhelmed, helpless, and even somewhat..cute, even on the brink of death.
However, it made Izaya laugh darkly as he felt his long stilled cold heart beat in his chest loudly, almost drumming with his laughter. He longed to see those eyes, he wanted to see what other faces the monster could make, No, he needed to see them. Izaya breathed deeply as he remembered their small little adrenaline pumping prelude of their first fight in class this morning. They had fought, but Simon had stopped them both before either could attack. It was disappointing, but it gave Izaya a little taste of the blood lusted aura around the blonde, and it had felt so amazing. Izaya smirked as he skipped towards the parking lot at a weirdly fast speed then he shifted to float there, because he couldn't wait to see his toy again.
'Even if it meant he had to kill someone.'
Detention, we all get the point of it and how it works: You do something bad, and then you stay after school to do whatever they see fit as punishment. Some people who receive detention are able sleep the whole time, but in other cases like Shizuo's, he couldn't sleep in a class not even if it was after school. Shizuo had received detention because of what had happened in CB today (cooking and baking class). Izaya Orihara and Shizuo Heiwajima had gotten into a fight and this was Shizuo's punishment, but something pissed him off even more about the whole situation was one little fact.
'Why the hell am I the only one that got in trouble!' Shizuo tan fingers pushed up his glasses in irritation as he sulked in his seat. It wasn't even fair to him, 'I swear on my fucking life that the damn flea will pay! Even if I have to drag him to hell myself !' Tan fingers began to tap furiously on the old looking desk in swift addition to his angry thoughts. The beasts thoughts and angry habits were in sync so much that the moment he thought of even the slightest hint of anything about the raven haired bastard his digits slammed powerfully on the desks. So hard in fact that he was leaving marks on the desks that were becoming more hole-like with every passing thought about the red eyed raven haired god.
Shizuo hated the raven with all his vice in his over powered super body, but it was not just any plain old hate that could be conjured by a bad memory. Oh no, this was purely uncensored malicious intent that filtered through his tan body, but it only seemed to be directed toward a special little douche bag called Izaya Orihara. The marks on the desks had started to change drastically as his thoughts of Izaya sent his unruly habit in a frenzy with the more fury that sifted through his blonde head. 'I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill-' Just then a flash of the past showed him Kasuka's face which made the crescendo rhythm of his fingers to hesitate.
'Nii-san, You should never kill anyone... with these powers,….we must...control them.' Shizuo's gold-like eyes narrowed at the orange desk's corner. Kasuka had always been the quiet child, only speaking when brunette had absolutely needed to be heard. Wisdom they say came with age and time, but in Shizuo's opinion, Kasuka was born with the words of a politician and the face of an actor. He had always hidden behind an apathetic mask, the mask that Shizuo had only just started to peel away from his stubborn brother, but now that goal was forever out of reach.
All the love he had ever had given in the world left in an instant. On that day about a year ago, a young blonde lost boy had watched his younger brunette brother die in a car accident. All the love and care he had given couldn't compare to the pain and tears that came after it. Shizuo had sworn to never feel that way again, because whenever he loved someone or something it always died, just like his brother, his mother, his father, himself, it all was a double edged sword, and he had sworn to never love another person again.
Shizuo's desert coloured eyes flicked upward, holding his gaze on a patch of small twig-like stems that were a white and green colour as he saw the plant sitting in a large pot on the windowsill. The blonde's leg started to move up and down, a habit that made him concentrate fully and focus. Shizuo stared at the plant inquisitively, observantly, deeply, then he gasped as he figured out what the plant was called and why it was so familiar. The white-green plant with white sprinkle like flowers were poisonous to humans! 'Conium!' The plant Conium was the plant that Socrates, the great philosopher in Greece, ingested to commit suicide, and it was widely known for its toxic nature! "What in hell is Conium doing in a classroom?" Shizuo's caramel eyes widened as he realized he had said it out loud. He glanced over to the detention teacher curiously to see if she knew what he was talking about.
The young brunette woman that was his detention teacher was Miss Namie Yagiri, she was the English teacher, and she was a very apathetic woman like his brother. When Shizuo had first saw the woman earlier today with Simon, he instantly thought, 'She reminds me of Kasuka.' The way they had dark brown hair like dark chocolate, the apathetic eyes that were cold to all, the neutral face, their attitude, and even down to the strict way she walked made Shizuo think of Kasuka. Namie had been reading her book since the beginning of detention, making it so obvious that she just did not give two shits about him and what he did as long as he left her alone.
That's what the blonde thought before he had tried to walk out of the door, well that is until a pair of white clinical scissors had flown in front of his face slamming with a thunk into the door's wooden frame, efficiently shocking shit out of him. Shizuo knew the phrase that fit this situation as he nervously glanced over to see onyx eyes daring him to move an inch past the scissors, 'Hell have no fury like a woman scorned.' Even though he had done nothing to make her cross, he knew that if he stepped past those scissors without her okay he was going to be a target of her fury.
Slowly he had retracted his steps with a sigh, knowing full well the lady was just doing her job, even though he wanted to punch her lights out he restrained because A) she was a woman, and B) She was a teacher. She looked too much like Kasuka for him to hit her, plus she hadn't said a word and she didn't have the smirk of evil stamped on her face like the flea did. In fact she was probably even more bored then he was as she sat reading her book quietly in her chair.
When Shizuo spoke the word however, "Conium" Her blackish eyes lifted from the monochrome pages to look suspiciously at him over the top of her hardback book with an inquisitive glare. Shizuo quickly sighed as the woman stared at him like he had grown fins from his dick. Eventually she put the book down carefully, making sure that she read the page number before closing it. She propped her elbows on the desk and intertwined her fingers with a very serious look on her face. "How do you know that is Conium?" She asked lowly as she tried to make the teenage shrink under her gaze, but Shizuo just sat there with his elbow resting on the desk, his hand keeping his face propped as he stared blankly back.
Shizuo Heiwajima was no fool when it came to threats, and this woman was trying to instill fear in him with her fearlessly emotionless black eyes, but that wouldn't work. No, it would not ever work on Shizuo Heiwajima. Not in a million years. "What the hell? Who cares how I know, why is it in the fucking classroom?" Shizuo replied calmly, studying as Namie's eyes narrowed into slits with fury as she heard his response. She then leaned back in her chair, looking once again indifferently at the the blonde student. "It is here in the room because it holds significance to my lessons on-" "Socrates" Shizuo finished.
Namie furrowed her eyebrows at being cut off in mid sentence, because that was one of her biggest pet peeves. "So," Shizuo's nervous voice echoed in the silent room like a gunshot, making Namie glance up at the blonde with irritated look. "Do you have any extra books on Socrates?" Namie
expression resembled confusion and other swirling emotions as she saw the student's head turned toward the opposite direction of the windows he had previously been gazing out of on cloud 9, and stared at toward the other walls. A light pink blush covered his face that wasn't already covered by his golden locks and ears, but unfortunately for Miss Yagiri, the golden hair covered the young man's breathtaking amber gaze from her. 'How utterly disappointing...', She thought as smirked darkly in the school room, unseen by the blonde who was by hiding how embarrassed he was.
"Yes, they are in the back of the room, you can find one on the bottom shelf of the cabinet." the dark haired woman gestured lazily towards the cabinet behind Shizuo in the farther corners of the room. Shizuo acutely stood up and sauntered lazily with his hands shoved in his pockets as went towards the cabinet in the back of the room. The school room that held the detention time had only one old wood cabinet. Shizuo stopped in front of the faded out light colored wooden cabinet. The cabinet had 2 doors that were very dull, and were on rusty hinges. The closer Shizuo got to the wooden cabinet, the more he felt something burning in his head like a fire. It was something Shizuo knew well and trusted with his life.
His instinct were burning in his head like a siren, 'Stay away from there! Leave before it's too late!' the blonde stepped backward purposely to distance himself from the danger, but he didn't get far as he heard a the teacher's double voice right behind him, "XEAR!" Shizuo's golden eyes widened as his whole body stopped any motion except breathing and the motion of the eyes, but he couldn't speak. It was already too late to launch a counter spell on any attack from her now, because she had just fucking immobilized him. 'Why didn't notice sooner?!' Shizuo yelled in his mind, as he looked her over again. She dark hair, dark eyes, and light skin, all clear signs she was a Manu, yet he had been oblivious of it because of that damn raven haired bastard on his mind!
The blonde then felt hands pushing him forward by his waist, which was extremely uncomfortable for him. He never touched people often, let alone let people touch him, so he probably would have jumped slightly at the hold had it not been for her spell. Namie let go of him to open cabinet door in front of them, but what was in it was more terrifying then he had thought terrifying. It had Opium Poppy, the flowers were white with red markings at the base. They were not very potent but being part of the Beast group made his sense of smell stronger, but even that wouldn't make him tired. He was just livid at the whole situation, because he knew what Manus were capable of and apparently so did she.
Namie smiled at the frozen male and said quietly to him, almost seductive as she touched his face to make him look her in the eyes, "You know, you are a good kid, you remind me of my little brother with how you act, and especially your beautiful innocent looking eyes, but I can't save you now that you are here. I have been doing this for years, abducting a child every year, and they never expect a thing. I even asked them to unlock the spell barrier so that I can teach class, and they never asked a single reason why. People are so gullible that it is almost pitiful, but not you, you don't trust anything do you? In a way you are just like me...Too bad you had detention today" Then her personality took on a harsh double shout that left the blonde in fear, because he knew what would happen next, "Frenesi Nervioso" It meant "Nerve Frenzy" All of his senses would be heightened to the extreme, because the Manu can manipulate your senses.
It hit like a freight train to my head, the places she touched burned like a fire but more importantly the smell. The smell of opium flushed Shizuo mind in the strangest ways he felt so tired, but he was fighting against it. Everything in his Beastly body fought against the power of that smell, his instincts, his mind, his adrenaline, practically every cell of his body was resisting, but Shizuo knew it wouldn't last long. He was having trouble breathing as he struggled under the spell, which only amount to violent shivering, he couldn't break free from a Manu, especially one who could do two spells at once.
'That's it! This is how I am going to die?!...All alone...just like before...I...can't. ...I...can't...die...Not like this...' Shizuo golden eyes shut knowing very well that his body could do no more than what it already had. All that he hoped for now was that he would die painlessly, but even that would be a blessing because he knew in his heart he deserved a dog's death, or perhaps something worse. Shizuo knew one thing that was certain, that he would not die by her soft hands that have not been sullied by the blood of man, because...
'After all, it takes a monster to destroy a monster.'
Okay I got it done *sighs* The first quote I made, the second one I found on a image on Google.
Second of all, all translations are done on Google Translate, so if they are faulty I am terribly sorry.
3rd of all, if you have ever seen Wizard of Oz, you know about the poppies I am talking about, but the poppies in the Wizard of Oz can't actually make you sleep so i had to incorporate a logical/fictional way it could make Shizuo sleep so I had fun looking at plants! XD I sincerely missed you all! I hope the delay didn't ruin the story.I will try to make more fanfics soon! Hope you guys read the next chapter when I update it! I hope you have a great day guys! Also, *snickers* Douche bag XD XD (loves that word for Izaya, even though I like him)
Bye guys, till next time! I hope The Weed and The Plucker Game gets started soon if I can make it work :)
~AryesDanger24