Glaring at her boss Namie tapped her fingers lightly on her desk, she knew he was fucked in the head, but after that little explanation of his true intentions, she had to sit and wonder how fucked he really was, she knew he was a born and bred asshole, but this was a new league of insanity…
"Izaya, look I know you're mentally fucked beyond help, but even you must be aware of how far you are taking this."
Laughing Izaya continued typing away on his laptop, not only was the online chat amusing him, Namie's reaction to his main plan was brilliant, to bring such a reaction from such a heartless witch was quite the accomplishment in his books.
And to make it better that dope Mikado and his little friends had no idea who they were really talking to, even Celty was oblivious!
"Izaya, listen to me for god's sake you asshole! I thought Shinra was your so called only friend?"
Chuckling Izaya closed his laptop, eyes going dark as he stood.
"That friendship is long in the past, you see dear Namie, a friend isn't someone who hangs up on you when you've been stabbed, a friend isn't someone who tells your kidnappers to "just kill him" a friend isn't someone who is fully aware that you are being tortured, but doesn't care!"
Taking a deep breath Izaya flopped back into his chair, spinning so he faced the windows…
"Earthworm and her group tortured me non-stop for 48 hours Namie…is it not only fair to share the pain of that with everyone, after all why should I be the only one to suffer?"
Chuckling Namie picked up her coffee and took a sip, placing it back down she raised a hand.
"Now let's see, I can think of one, two three…heck you know what I don't have enough fingers to symbolise how many reasons people have to torture you. Give me half the chance and I'd do the same."
Smiling Izaya stood and walked over to Namie, placing a hand on her head he ran his fingers through the soft strands of hair.
"That's what I love about you Namie, you're not scared to tell me your true thoughts…you don't cover it up like most humans would to spare hurt feelings…you remind me in a way of myself when I was young…"
Glaring up at the man Namie swatted his hand away and grabbed her squirt-y bottle, aiming it at the man's face.
"Firstly don't compare me to you in anyway, I'm nothing like you. Secondly, I thought we discussed the one foot boundary. Away or you will get a free bath, and yes there is bleach in here."
Holding up both hands Izaya smiled his devilish smirk and spun on his heel, grabbing his jacket and scarf he headed to the door.
"I'm off to surveillance my lovely humans~ I'll see you tonight."
With that said he was gone…Shaking her head, Namie continued working; secretly hoping today would be the day her boss would be caught out…
But sadly for her, that was never the case…damn asshole.
Walking down the road Shizuo sighed, he'd let down his friends and ruined the plans they had set up for his birthday, he did feel terrible about that yes, but it was done…now maybe he could move on and forget Izaya, after all…just because he was 26 didn't mean he couldn't have fun and enjoy the rest of his life.
Heck maybe he would call Kasuka later and invite him for dinner tomorrow…would be nice, just the two of them, as long as Kasuka's schedule wasn't too tight anyway…
Looking up he sighed, almost home…
"Shizu-chan!" That…that voice…eyes widening Shizuo turned, only to relax some when he saw that no one was there…raising both hands to his head Shizuo growled fisting the bleach blonde locks and shaking his head.
"Ugh! Get out of my fucking head!"
"Shizu-chan…come get me…you know you want to~" Looking around him Shizuo growled, this must be some sick joke…either that or the flea was haunting him…however he found himself going against better judgement and followed the "flea's" voice, it led him down various back alleys, past Russian Sushi, Simon's worried calls where ignored as he continued running…his Japanese was to shit to understand half the time anyway.
"Come on Shizu-chan, you'll never catch me going so slow!"
"Izaya!" clenching his eyes shut, Shizuo re-opened them letting the animosity he held towards the flea come out as he sped up.
"Ha-ha, I think I'll be the winner of this round Shizu-chan!"
"Shut up, Shut up, Shut up!"
Turning down an alley he froze…a dead end…but how? Where? Looking around him Shizuo growled and fell to the floor, punching it with everything he had, somewhere along the lines of him running a torrential downpour had hit Ikebukuro, so the blonde couldn't even tell if it was tears or rain water falling rapidly down his face…
Nothing made sense anymore, Izaya was dead yet he was certain that was his voice…he was so certain that was him…Izaya…Izaya…
"IZAYA!"
Smirking Izaya sat on top of the emergency escape ladder that loomed over Shizuo's form, he was so close yet the protozoan hadn't spotted him, not much had changed in his absence, the bleach blonde haired ex bartender was still as dumb as ever…
It made Izaya chuckle, pulling out his knife he closed one eye and began moving the knife down, in his view the knife was stabbing into Shizuo's body over and over again while the man knelt like a pathetic dog kicked by its master…
He loved it…
"It's a shame that Shizuo doesn't like my game…especially, when it's only just begun. Heh-heh…"
Sighing Shinra stood looking out the window, watching the rain fall in torrents down his window, shaking his head he turned, smiled plastered back onto his face as he saw Celty looking at him a worried expression on her face…
"Are you coming to bed tonight or not?"
Walking over to his wife Shinra hugged her; it was late, 1am late to be exact, but he just couldn't settle, it felt like something was coming, something big and if he slept now then he'd miss it…and lose everything.
"Do you feel it to Celty?"
Nodding into his embrace Celty sighed…
"Yes…something feels very wrong, I just don't know what it is…do you think Anri feels it to?"
Pulling back Shinra could only shake his head, he tried to keep the girl out of these problems, the moment he signed the papers that stated she was his and Celty's daughter he took on a serious role as her father…and in doing so, made the promise to protect her as best he could.
Walking to the very window Shinra had just moved from Celty frowned…
"You know he is still out there, don't you?"
Looking down Shinra sighed sadly and sat on his couch bringing his head to rest on his arms…
"Yes…I know the doctor who treated him…he's very much still alive."
Joining her husband on the sofa Celty hugged him, humming a soft tune to try and calm the man's nerves, they both knew that Izaya was alive, and as they sat there, he was planning his revenge…and as everyone knows…
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
And Izaya had every intention to make his revenge as cold as possible…
Wow I feel like I failed that chapter so much :D I just couldn't keep them in character I'm sorry ;; but we had a guest over today so this was written every couple of hours so I didn't seem rude ;;
For some reason never showed this on the page for Durarara fics Oo but oh well ;; it's not very good =w=;