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Izaya slept in her lap, his soft breaths comfortingly brushing against her skin. She brushed his hair off his forehead watching his peaceful face. She will protect him, Namie decided; she will protect him no matter what. She'll never let anything like this happen to him again. She kissed his forehead, like mother does to a child, and laid him back down. He whimpered, his eyes blinking open at the missing warmth and comfort of her body next to his.

"Namie?"

"Shhh, sleep now Izaya. Everything is going to be okay." She hushed him, passing her hand through his hair.

He nodded slowly, his eyes overcome by sleep and he curled up on the floor, falling back into his dreams. She smiled softly at him, passing her fingers around his face. He smiled in his sleep, enjoying her gentle touch.

"Don't worry Izaya, I'm going to cure you from that monster." She whispered leaving the room.

Her uncle was standing outside, looking through the one-way window. He smiled at her sadly.

"It's not going to be easy to save him, Namie. He may seem alright now, but the tests show that Saika's influence is only building up in his brain, getting ready for the next outburst."

"There must be some way." She scowled, watching the seemingly peaceful, sleeping boy.

"I hate to bring this option up, but Saika can't influence someone without emotions."

"You want to turn him into a real doll."

"It would be the easiest possible solution. Of course with that he loses all of his humanity. It's your choice Namie. Do you want a dog with rabies or an emotionless doll?"

She closed her eyes thinking hard. She didn't want a potential dangerous being around her, but that was Izaya. Izaya would never hurt her. He was way too loyal. Way too loving. Way too…Izaya. He would never hurt her.

Just like he would never hurt Seiji?

Namie had to think this from scientific view. Even if it was Izaya, it was dangerous to have a Saika controlled pet wandering around the house, so they had to heal him from that for sure. On the other hand an idea of emotionless Izaya didn't strike her tempting at all. The whole reason she liked Izaya was because, unlike the rest of her dolls, he had emotions. Izaya would smile and laugh, be happy and hyper, but also frightened and sad and ashamed and somber. None of the other dolls were ever like that and Izaya would just become one of her old dolls if he became dull and emotionless. She would maybe play with him a little, but lose interest soon, sooner then before even, for she was not a child anymore. And when she would lose interest she would have to go and dispose of Izaya. She wasn't sure how would she manage to do that at all.

All in all, neither of the options compelled to her.

"Isn't there any other way?" she asked.

"We could try to get all of the Saika out of him, but that would make him able to grow mentally and I don't know how loyal would he stay."

"Do it."

"Are you sure Namie. The procedure would be quite long and painful for him. Saika is the central part of his mind."

"I don't care. Do it. Izaya is mine and I want him back. If he gets any ideas about disobeying me, we'll just have to reeducate him."

With that she walked of, leaving her uncle to wonder what would have been if he never took the boy in the first place. Would their lives be better, would Seiji still be alive, would his niece still be as heartless and as controlling as she is? What would Izaya be right now? Would he be the sweet and innocent creature they trained him to be, or would he be something completely different? He sighed, knowing that he will never know and calling up on the doctors to set up new experiments to help to extract Saika out of Izaya.

-Three months later-

Sickening screams resonated in small laboratory. It was dark and poorly lit, smell of blood lingered in the air. Small male was shackled on the table in the laboratory, his chest bare and bleeding as he screamed out in pain.

"Now, now Izaya, it's almost over, just hold on a bit more." Shingen Kishitani said digging the knife further into the boy's pale flesh.

Izaya screamed out lauder, trying to instinctively kick away but restrained by the shackles. The doctor left the knife and took a large empty syringe sticking it into the open chest.

"Stop it, please, it hurts!" Izaya cried out, his voice raspy from all the screaming.

Shingen ignored the boy pulling madly red fluid out of him. It was not blood, for this fluid was brighter and more ghastly. It was Saika's essence. Izaya gasped, trying to get enough air into his lungs. Dr. Kishitani was doing this for months, taking out Saika bit by bit out of him. Usually he was sedated during the procedure but the few last ones were not spent in blessing of the unconsciousness but in cold and painful reality. Dr. Kishitani said that Izaya needed to be compliantly awake for the last few treatments so all of the spare Saika essence would come out with stress and adrenalin, because those were the feelings that triggered it most.

Finally the syringe dug in and out of his flesh for the last time and Izaya relaxed on the table, panting quickly, his eyes wildly traveling around the room.

"That should be all from your body, Izaya. However we should start on you're brain immediately and without sedatives, since if we leave it be, it'll just spread more essence through you and we will have to start again. Now that I think about it, maybe I was supposed to start with the brain in the first place. Oh silly me, well I couldn't just pass up an opportunity of dissecting someone as you, couldn't I. I'm sure you understand." The doctor chuckled.

Izaya's eyes went wide as he started to struggle, refusing to have the doctor pick around his brain with no sedatives. He screamed out again as Shingen took a knife back in his hands and turned to him. Izaya couldn't see his face because of the gas mask, but he was sure that the doctor was grinning.

"No more, please, no more!" he screamed as ripping pain attacked his tortured throat.

Shingen paid no mind to the boy's pleas as he trailed the knife around his head. He felt maniacal happiness arise in his chest as blood started dripping from the wound. Izaya's tears made their way down his face as he sobbed in helplessness of the situation. Shingen hummed to himself happily, his hums immixing with Izaya's screams and sobs into a haunting melody that echoed in the dim research room.

-Time skip-

Shingen sat at his table, finishing all of the research papers and notes from that days experiment. The boy was patched up and sleeping on the table his head and chest covered in bandages. The boy was not shackled anymore since Shingen was going to move him back to his room as soon as he is done with the paper work. Izaya's chest were slowly rising and falling in pain filled motion as he whimpered in his sleep.

Shingen sighed as he glanced at the clock on the wall. It was nearing three a.m and he needed to head home, he was getting up early the next day. He shuffled through the papers one more time, to make sure that everything was in place and got up to leave.

That's when the sharp, cold blade of the scalper pressed against his throat.

"Your not just going to leave me here all alone, are you sir?"

Shingen froze at the whispering voice that chuckled behind him. That was impossible, he removed all the Saika. Izaya couldn't still be possessed by it. Unless…

"You hurt Izaya a lot, sir. Izaya cried a lot. He begged you to stop, but you wouldn't."

…he didn't kill the core.

"Let go of me Saika and let go of the boy too. You are not needed in his body anymore. You're not wanted here."

"Oh~? What a smart boy you are, sir! Figuring us all out. Such a smart boy, but it's to be expected from the doctor I guess." Saika in Izaya's voice chuckled.

"Leave the boy alone, he doesn't want this. You're turning him into a monster."

"Oh, am I? Am I really? You're the one who let me enter the boy in the first place; it's your fault that I'm here. You wanted to make a toy out of him. Are you happy now? He is a toy. My toy. My marionette! I'm the only one that actually loves him; I am the only one that cares for him. Everybody else is just using him…"

"You are using him right now!" Shingen yelled, but Saika paid no attention.

"…I'm going to help him create a family. His own loving little family that will care for him and love him, because I will tell them to do so. Poor boy needs love. And so do I~"

"If you just wanted to possess people then why did you kill Seiji?"

Saika hissed and the scalper dug dipper into Shingen's neck as Izaya's other hand, controlled by Saika, wrapped around Shingens waist. Izaya dug his head between Shingens shoulder blades as his hushed voice filled the room.

"It was my first time controlling the boy. The boy was scared, terrified and I lost control because of his fear. I never meant to kill the other boy, just…make him more suitable for Izaya's new family."

"Izaya if you can hear me, fight it. Saika is not strong enough to keep possession of you if you fight it."

Saika cackled; "It's no use, that boy is way too submissive. But you should know that, you are the one who taught him that. Poor boy, treated like some kind of experiment, all he wanted is to be loved."

"Saika that's enough!"

"Oh, no. It's not enough. It's just beginning. Too bad you won't be here to see it, but you know way too much."

Shingen paled at the treat; "Don't do this Saika, I have a son at home."

Saika cackled again; "A real one or just one of your experiments? It doesn't matter I think it's hard that he'll miss you."

"What do yougargh!"

Saika forced the knife deep into Shingens throat, chuckling happily as he gurgled in deathly struggle; "Not so fun when it's done to you, huh! You loved doing it to Izaya, you loved dissecting the poor boy! Do you know how much he cried, do you?! You are the monster not us!"

Shingen fell to the floor, cold and unmoving and Saika chuckled for the last time, kicking his body slightly to make sure he is done with. Izaya looked up, his brownish red eyes replaced by a maddening red of Saika. He chuckled passing his finger along the blade in his hand.

Izaya moved silently like a shadow, slipping through the empty research facility that held him captive for six long months. He didn't get to see Namie at all in these last three months. It hurt him. He missed Namie, so he decided to go look for her. She will be so happy when she sees him again.

-That's right- sung Saika in his mind –go find the girl. I'll make her yours forever, go find the girl Izaya. She loves you, she wants you to find her, to find her and let me slash her-

Izaya slipped out and into the hungry darkness of the outside world. He didn't completely understand Saika and her logic, but he was never the one to question orders. And if Saika says that this will make Namie happy then he was all into it. He observed the big city before him and he felt a nervousness sticking to his throat. This was no small city. It was huge and loud and thousands of humans rushed through it, like ants in the anthill. It will be no easy task to locate Namie here. Sure he could still sense her, but all the noises and smells and sights messed with his feelings of orientation.

He was afraid of getting lost in that huge mash of life.

-Don't be afraid my dear. You'll find her. Though it might take a bit longer than I originally expected…-

Izaya gulped a bit, unused to going into crowded places alone. But he needed to find Namie, it shouldn't be too hard. She has to be there someplace. He sighed and started to make his way down the street and through the buzzing city. Only few hours later did he realize that he was completely and hopelessly lost.

Author's notes: Okay so this is all a mess right now. Namie can't decide is she a good guy (excuse me; girl) or a bad one, Saika is going all over the place killing people and Izaya is just sitting there (being adorable) and doing nothing!

Also I'll blab about Shinra now: Does anyone know who his mother is? Anyone? No? Thought so! You know I have no idea what kind of women would get married (Maybe his parents are divorced) to Shingen. I mean the guy steals dullahan heads and dissects people for living, who in the right mind would marry/have children with him!? That's why a funny little thought came to my mind; What if Shinra isn't actually Shingens child but his "mini me" clone that he made because he needed someone small enough to crawl in peoples vents and do…wtw he needed to do. I know it's a stupid theory, but can you imagine the sheer awkwardness for Celty if she found out that she was dating Shingens clone?

LoL please review the story~ I want to know what you think about Izaya's little act outs!