Izaya slowly woke up, his head a mess. It took awhile for his eyes to focus, and when they did, he still couldn't figure out where he was. He tried to sit up, but it hurt too much. He realized that he had been sleeping on a couch, but he hadn't been covered by a blanket or anything. He patted his chest and head; he hadn't been bandaged either. Then the smelt it, the strong odor of cigarettes.
"No way…." Izaya thought. He scanned the room. It was messy and small, and judging by the surroundings, a man probably lived here.
"No way…" Izaya repeated out loud. He managed to sit up.
"What do I do? I don't think he's here anymore, and its not like I can stay here…" Izaya thought. Suddenly, a noise came from the front door, causing Izaya to flinch, and then writhe in pain from the sudden movement. The noise was the door being unlocked; someone was coming in.
"Not Shizzy-chan…" Izaya hoped. Fortunately for Izaya, it wasn't Shizuo, but it was his old high school acquaintance and somewhat friend, Shinra. Izaya had never felt so glad to see Shinra, for he had no idea of the damage done to his body, and Shinra was an experienced doctor. But why was he here? This wasn't Shinra's house. Izaya had been in Shinra's house before, and it was nothing like this.
"Shizzy couldn't have called for him…" Izaya thought in disbelief.
"Hello, Izaya-kun!" Shinra said cheerfully. "I've come to examine you."
"But….why?" Izaya said. "Shizzy wants me dead, he wouldn't have…"
Shinra sat down on the table across from the couch Izaya was laying on and opened up his briefcase of supplies. Shinra smiled at Izaya.
"He told me he couldn't do it."
Izaya blinked in surprise.
"That you were too pathetic."
Izaya instantly turned red and glared down at the floor, his teeth bared.
"Then why did he bring me here? Why couldn't he have dumped me at a hospital?"
Shinra pulled out bandages and asked Izaya to remove his shirt.
"Well, you know that Shizuo has a brother, right?"
"Yeah. So?"
"Well, he hates to make his brother worry about him. And you can imagine how much trouble Shizuo gets into. So I'm guessing he brought you here to avoid more trouble. Especially since attempted murder is really serious." Shinra answered.
Even though Izaya was an expert at keeping a calm, cool appearance, he couldn't help but shiver when Shinra mentioned 'attempted murder'.
"I could have died today…" Izaya thought. All over a simple mistake.
Shinra cleaned up the scrapes on Izaya's chest that were caused from hitting the concrete ground. After bandaging him up, he proceeded to Izaya's head, which had a deep gash caused from being slammed into a wall.
"You could have a concussion…" Shinra said as he gently dabbed a cotton ball on the wound.
"Damn it…" Izaya thought.
He recalled the moments before he had lost consciousness. Shizuo was about to kick him. If he did, he could have easily have broken a few ribs. But Izaya had stopped him.
"He told me he couldn't do it."
"That you were too pathetic."
Shinra's words echoed in his head. Izaya recalled how he had yelled out Shizuo's name desperately; it was almost like he was begging for him to stop. Izaya bit his lip in frustration. He must have looked pretty pathetic; slumped over on the ground, coughing up blood, his body stained with his own blood. Izaya couldn't even imagine what his expression must have been like.
"Damn it!" Izaya growled as he stood up suddenly.
"Izaya!" Shinra gasped. Izaya pulled his shirt back on and grabbed his jacket that was lying on the couch.
"Wait, I can't just let you leave like this!" Shinra yelled.
Izaya ignored him as he headed for the door.
"You might have some broken bones! Please, stop by my place sometime today so I can finished the examination! Please!" Shinra called after Izaya.
"Whatever." Izaya said as he left Shizuo's apartment.