Day 2
How We Survived

"What...the hell... is he doing here...," Shizuo hissed, hands clenching themselves tightly. He stifled his heavy breathing, brown eyes locking onto Celty. Out of everyone in here, Celty was the only person he could trust. Shinra... well maybe. Though... Shizuo was pretty sure the only thing Shinra wanted to do was perform an autopsy on him... It's alright, Shinra was never top on his list of people to trust, with Izaya being dead last, of course.

Celty moved forward, pulling out her phone and typing away. The message on the screen read, "Sorry, Shizuo-san, but this is for the best, we have decided. We are keeping you two together for a couple of days..." She put the phone away, once again fumbling with her fingers. She wasn't really afraid that he would throw a fit... She just didn't really want him to be angry with her. Shizuo would never dream of punching the headless rider, but one could never be too careful. Izaya was a very... tender subject when it came to Shizuo.

Shizuo had remained eerily calm so far, the only noises coming out of him being an occasional grunt. With a frustrated sigh, he had walked over to his bed and sat down. The table next to him held his shades and he calmly picked them up. Breathing on them and then wiping them clean, he placed the glasses onto his face, now efficiently blocking any emotion his eyes would show. Even though everyone knew he was filled to the brim with rage, he wanted to remain as calm as possible... No fighting, violence is bad, he had to keep reminding himself. With the most monotone voice in the world, he said to Izaya, "I'm going to kill you, alright? I just wanted to clarify that."

Izaya laughed out loud, falling back on his bed and kicking out his feet like a toddler in a play pin. "That's too great, you know! I can't wait to gut you like a fish!"

If Shizuo had a cigarette, he would have stepped on it. Instead, he would settle for stepping on Izaya's face.

"I really hate you, you know that!" he hollered, now on his feet. The bed that had once been bolted into the ground was lifted up into the air as if it was made of plastic. Izaya didn't move from his spot on the bed, only taking his sweet time to smirk and glare at Shizuo. Right as Shizuo had been about to throw the bed, he froze in place, an incredible pain shooting through his body from his right leg. The bed dropped behind him, a look of pure pain actually visible on his face. That shock anklet had to be hella strong to actually faze Shizuo. He doubled over, falling onto the bed as he held onto his leg.

Izaya's tauting laughter filled the room.

"ASSHOLE—FUCK!" Shizuo screamed, another wave of pain coursing through his veins. He hugged himself for a few seconds until the pain subsided.

Celty shook Shinra's arms, feverishly typing on her phone, "Are you sure it isn't too high?"

Shinra only shook his head. "Don't worry, my Celty, this is Shizuo, after all. He can take pain."

"Shinra...," Shizuo spoke from his position lying down on the bed, "When we get out of here, the first thing I'm going to do is break your arm." Shinra only responded with nervous laughter.

"W-Well, I do believe it's time we get out here, don't you think Celty-chan?" Shinra asked, clear fear of Shizuo etched on his face.

"Huh? Why it's perfectly fine—"

"Time to go! It's shower time anyways!" he urged, gently shoving Celty out of the room.

"Idiot," she typed, the two of them finally leaving the room.

The room once again became quiet. Izaya had sat up by now, propping his head on his hands as he watched Shizuo's chest rise and fall. Shizuo's eyes closed and he took deep, heavy breaths, trying desperately to keep his rate down and keep his cool. Freaking out was not the best idea right now. Maybe they could calmly kill each other calmly... No, the two of them both thought, a kill without blood from the other wasn't nearly enough to satisfy. They would figure out a way to get past this stupid shock anklet...

"Sucks, doesn't it? Stuck with the person you hate most and not able to unleash your full wrath on them. It's killing me really, the anticipation. Like a very intense board game... Though, even in here, I'd like to believe all the pieces are my hand. You, the King, and me... hmm, I wonder what I would be. Better than you, I assume."

"Shut up," was all Shizuo said.

"But why Shizzy-chan? We can finally talk like to normal human beings... granted the two of us can be far from that," he said, playing with the sheets of his bed. Suddenly his stomach growled, speaking for itself when it said it was hungry. When was dinner time, again? Something felt as though dinner had already passed. Maybe there was a fridge somewhere in the room? Looking around, he finally noticed the rest of the room. There was another room with the door ajar, the light of the bathroom brightening the room. Right, so this tiny cramped room with a bathroom and not even a single T.V. Shinra was determined, wasn't he?

"Where are we, anyways?" asked the monotone voice of Shizuo.

Izaya shrugged, keeping his eyes on the curtains as he stood up to walk towards them. He was right, they were barred and locked. This wouldn't be nearly enough to hold back Shizuo... but by looking at the small electrical box at the top right corner of the window, he could tell this thing was meant to electrocute on contact as well. Hmm... he wondered.

"Hey, Shizzy-chan, these seem like something you can pull off. Why not give it a try?" he asked, holding the curtains back for Shizuo to see.

Shizuo was immediately up on his feet, checking out the barred windows. A quick scan of the outside told him it was night time. There seemed to be an intersection below them, several cars driving by. Where were they? Perhaps a hidden room Shinra kept for storage? It seemed likely. There was a busy line of people walking down the streets as well. Maybe it wasn't that late, afterall.

"Alright then," Shizuo told himself, rubbing his hands together.

Izaya would die, was all that Shizuo could manage to think as the following events happened.

Izaya rolled around on the floor, laughing as he pointed at Shizuo, who had now crashed through the door and landed in the shower of the bathroom. Laughing was a mistake on Izaya's part as well, for another surge of pain traveled through his lithe body as well. The two of them rolled over in pain, groaning as the electricity shot through them. This was so unfair! Their heart rate could go up at almost anything! Was Shinra trying to kill them!

"Izayaaaaa," Shizuo hissed, struggling to stand on his feet. He put a hand on his chest, calming his labored breathing as he fixed the glasses on his face. "I'm... going to kill you... whether it be bloody or not... I'm going to end you."

Izaya threw him a very pained smile, finding it hard to keep his laughter under control with the constant threat of being electrocuted hovering over his head. Still, he managed to get on the bed, rolling over and taking deep heavy breaths. Mental note: try not to laugh too much. Another mental note: hold Shinra hostage next time he came in here.

After a few minutes, the two of them had calmed down. So far, Shinra's awful little plan had been successful. The two of them were honestly afraid to make sudden movements, the threat of shock always leering above them. With this new silence came a symphony of new noises. They had to be at a busy section of the city, because even with the moon so high, the roar of engines never stopped. The air conditioner hummed as well, its own robotic voice mixing in with the calm breathing exercise the two men seemed to have going. From outside the door, they could hear the muffled voice of Shinra.

"How about we snap Shinra's neck next time he comes inside?"

Shizuo chuckled. "Let's do it."

"WOAH. They agreed on something! Sure, it might have been how to kill me, but still! See, Celty-chan? I told you this was a good idea!" Shinra put his hands on his hip, the sweet smile of victory plastered onto his face as he and Celty watched the video camera taping the two men.

The headless rider only shrugged her shoulders, typing, "I just hope they can survive this first night."

"Oh stop worrying about them so much. I have a feeling Izaya won't let Shizuo go too full out. It would be that man's worst nightmare to have Shizuo die by something that isn't his hand. Those two act like an old married couple, honestly," he said in a flat tone.

"Them? Married? I can't see that. Although, I remember one girl had said Shizuo was just secretly in love with Izaya-san, explaining all his pent up rage. Everyone said no as an immediate response," Celty typed, body shaking as though she was giggling.

"Actually," Shinra started, a completely serious look on his face, "I can see it. Opposites attract, don't they? Maybe all that anger he feels for him is simply because he feels... some sort of vulnerability, should I say? It just makes him angry, knowing that he can't kill Izaya or even land a good punch on him. He'll think about him and every which way to kill, that eventually he'll become obsessed with him. That obsession to kill him could turn into many things, one of them being love. It's how love starts, anyways. You see a person, you think about them... Next thing you know, they're the only thing you want."

"You think into these things too much, you know that?" Celty asked. "Come on Shinra, I'm going to sleep."

"Bed fun? Hehe, count me in!"