YES. There is indeed a plot to this story, it's just building and crap.
Also, if I missed any 'T' letters in there I'm sorry, it's the only key on my keyboard that is having a piss fit. I have to press really hard to get it to work o_x
Give me a reason to end this discussion, to break with tradition, to fold and divide.
-Everything is Alright
Motioncity Sound Track
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Celty didn't notice the knock on the door, the headless rider was too busy engaging Emi in a very serious motorcycle racing game- and she was winning. Now was not the time to be distracted by little details like Shinra answering the door, Shizuo walking in and watching the game from behind the sofa.
The Dullahan was leaning forward in her seat, clicking away at the Xbox controller aggressively. The teenager snickered, relaxed and leaning back with one sock covered foot and a metal one on the coffee table.
Shizuo didn't interrupt, this was tradition. Celty told him so. When Izaya left Emi here the drill was simple- snacks, spot claiming and video games. They had the routine down pat and it seemed rude to just walk in and break the flow.
"OWNED. So owned." Emi jumped up unexpectedly and threw the controller down, turning to face Celty with a huge smirk on her face.
Celty slumped and typed on her phone, Emi leaned in to read it, 'I had you! I swear I did, you must be having Shinra hit the reset button on the router again!'
"Honest win, I swear. I used strategy this time." The girl grinned, her yellow eyes bright with amusement.
Shinra poked his head out from a doorway down the hall, "I'm not involved in this treachery, and I'm a pacifist."
Emi scoffed, "since when?"
"Since you stopped paying up."
Emi frowned and turned toward the kitchen, freezing when she finally realized the guest. The blonde man raised a hand, "Hi, again."
….
"You!" her eyes flew open and she snapped her head toward Celty, whose phone was already held out toward the bewildered kid.
'It's alright, he wanted to apologize.'
Emi looked back at him, her eyes sill wide and flickering nervously. As if she might have to find an escape soon.
The bartender shifted his weight, "I apologize, I didn't mean to scare you. I was after that damn fle- anyway. The name's Shizuo Heiwajima." He smiled at her.
"You were fighting with Izaya, he told me to stay away from you." The black haired girl said defiantly, her arms crossed.
Shizuo chuckled, "did he now?"
Emi narrowed her eyes.
"Are you going to tell me your name?"
"You already know it."
"Sorry, I guess you're right." Shizuo frowned, this wasn't going over well, "look, I'm really sorry okay? We got off on a bad foot. Can we start over?"
Emi dropped her arms, and pressed her lips into a thin line, "…okay." She mumbled.
….
"Well…"
"Don't say it."
"You really suck." Emi snickered at Shizuo.
Celty had gone out on a job once she was sure Emi was alright with Shizuo. Shinra left shortly afterward, he didn't say where he went. Meanwhile, the enthusiastic immature kid challenged the serious bartending blonde to more video game play.
They spent the afternoon casually talking and clicking away, snacking on a bag of chips, it didn't take long for them to become friends. When the headless rider returned, she warned Shizuo to go before Izaya showed up to get Emi. Everyone agreed on that course of action.
Walking down the street, smoking a cigarette, Shizuo still had trouble believing that this kid was living with Izaya, and had been for almost a year now. He asked her how that happened, and she told him the same story Celty did, only from her own perspective. It was obvious that Emi placed a lot of trust and admiration in Izaya. She didn't know him like everyone else did, that much was clear.
Talking with her, Shizuo wondered just what the information broker was up to. Was it really guilt? If so, he couldn't imagine why. Why would Izaya feel guilty over something like this? No, it wasn't guilt. Even with his joke, Shizuo knew that Izaya wasn't trying to dodge his spot in hell either. If he was using her, well, it was very unclear as to what for.
"Let her go Shizuo. Right now." Izaya sneered, his knife at Shizuo's stomach.
Shizuo gripped her coat tighter.
"RIGHT NOW." Izaya roared, slashing at Shizuo's gut with the blade, missing as he leapt back. The man dropped the girl and threw a punch at the information broker, "I'm surprised you didn't take that opportunity to escape!" he grunted as Izaya dodged him.
That was genuine concern. Shizuo didn't notice it then, but looking back…Izaya was pissed off as soon as he accidentally grabbed Emi instead of him. He could act though, and damn that flea was a flawless actor. However, it was possible that he did care about her. She was only a kid, it's natural to worry about and want to protect a kid right? Even for Izaya?
'I have no idea and fuck, my head hurts.'
….
I used to rely on self-medication; I guess I still do that from time to time.
But I'm getting better at fighting the future, "someday you'll be fine."
Yeah, I'll be just fine.
-Everything is Alright
Motioncity Sound Track