Chapter Five
"You know, I think it's best that you go home now Shizuo."
Night had fallen but I let myself stay still and shut my eyes tight. I think I'm still in the living room, no doubt lying on the white couch. I heard someone grunt as I imagined him nodding to Celty and Shinra and made his way to the door. There was a loud slam when I heard it close as I heard Shinra sigh. "You could open your eyes now, Noel." I let myself smile as I opened them and sat up. There are a rolls of bandages and packs of ointment scattered above the coffee table. Standing before me is a very irritated Shinra and sitting by the dining table is Celty, typing furiously in her PDA. "Do you have any idea why on earth Shizuo snapped at you and made the whole place upside down?!" She said to me as I grinned sheepishly.
"Well, I didn't expect he would turn it upside down." Came my honest answer. At this, Shinra let out an exasperated sigh and dismissively shook his head. "Look let's just get some sleep and repair the furniture tomorrow. Tomorrow's your day off, right Noel?" The underground doctor stared at me pointedly as I rubbed the back of my head, getting what's happening next.
"Y-yeah…"
"Great. You're going shopping with Celty tomorrow." Shinra pushed up his glasses so that the light reflected his eyes, showing off an intimidating aura I rarely see. "I got work so I won't be there. Consider yourself lucky that I'll be paying." There's silence until Celty began typing in her PDA again. I turned my head to her so that I could see: "Get some rest, Noel. We'll be leaving early morning." No more words spared. The doctor and the courier left the area and retreated to their bedroom, leaving me alone as if I never existed in their life in the first place. The thought made me a bit sad. I knew I am more eccentric than my sister, but sometimes I could go far.
I slipped off the couch and shuffled slowly to my bedroom at the far end of the hall. The pain jumped back at me and I slightly grimaced. There's too much at my face and at my chest. Shizuo Heiwajima is strong. Too strong for that matter. From my notes, I could tell that he has withstand pain as long as it is not enough; fatal enough to kill him. Previous notes from Shinra's work, which I merely 'borrowed', say that he was once shot. One on the leg and at his stomach. It also accumulated the total of his blood loss which made it to seven pounds of lost blood. But, my eyes narrowed as I finally reached my door and swung it open, there must be a reason why can he do such things only a monster can do.
My room, like the most areas of our apartment, is very modern. The comfortable bed near the window is just begging me to lie down on it. A desk stood against the white wall as several books stocked up the shelves. My laptop and other research papers were stacked up nicely on the desk while a few, well; many post-it's surrounded most of the desk's area. They're notes about my studies, and some of them are about the blonde bartender's behavior. I neared my bed and sat on it, too pained and tired to move anymore. Judging by the bruises and the bumps on me, I'll be walking stiff tomorrow. I slipped off my slippers and lied down, staring at the inky black sky from my window. The crescent moon felt like a hidden light bulb, hiding itself from view. My bedside table contained a modernized lamp, some sleeping pills, and a picture frame, bearing a faded photograph. Sepia made it beautiful, but the fire that started it all burned the edges, and yet still, it did not erase the memory of the picture. I traced my hands over the cool glass and sighed, "What am I going to do now, Noelle…"