To their astonishment Shizuo had no reaction. After Izaya had spoken the blond did not move an inch. The twins who were just next to him didn't even see a single change in his eyes.
The two girls turned toward their brother, as if they were asking what was happening.
He simply shrugged and tentatively tried to speak again, "Shizu-chan?"
This time his enemy moved his head to face Izaya and for once, the informant was speechless.
This man wasn't the monster he knew, the normal Shizuo would have at least shown a small trace of anger or anything at the sound of his voice. This one barely reacted.
Once again the brute had managed to surprise him, he could never act like a human. Thinking that maybe for once he could communicate with him, Izaya spoke again.
"Shizuo, I'm sorry for Kasuka"
He managed to earn a response from the blond, it was only a slight nod and it wasn't anything close to his usual Shizu-chan but he decided it was still better than nothing.
Surprisingly, Mairu's voice made itself heard on the cliff.
"Shizuo-san, can you tell us what happened?"
What came out of his mouth wasn't clear, only a litle louder than a whisper, nothing like his usual shouts which could be heard throughout the city.
"K - Kasuka, he's - he's ... "
"We know, Shizuo-san, we know that, but how did it happen?"
"Th - there was ... a boy and - and a girl .. and sh - she, I ..."
Feeling something slowly forming up in his head, Izaya broke the tentative speech and put his hand on his shoulder.
"It's ok Shizuo, you don't have to force yourself"
The other one nodded, face turned toward his old enemy. His eyes, they looked almost thankful. Never in his life Izaya would have thought that the person he hated the most would ever direct such a look at him.
Almost made uneasy by the sudden occurence he told his sisters.
"I think he must wish to be alone, let's go"
The twins nodded and followed him, leaving Shizuo numb and emotionless, still facing the ocean. At the last moment before they disappeared back into the first he took a tentative glance toward them, vaguely feeling that he knew these people in the past, that he had a special relationship with these people. He had some sort of vague reminiscence of intense dislike toward that man who spoke, yet he was tyring to help him. Shizuo was confused by everything now.
Somehow, he felt like he should have gathered more courage and told them everything that has happened that maybe they would have been able to forgive him or accept him despite what he did.
When they disappeared from his sight he stares at the ocean again and thought that in the end, nothing really mattered anymore.