(Wow, the first chapter to ever surpass the first chapter's word limit! This Chapter must be praised praised for its hard work in going higher than 2k. I'm still thanking everyone so much! I didn't know many like it and dare to know, so for that here is the next chapter! Sometimes I won't publish for a while because of how tired I am irl and will sometimes sleep it off. To be honest btw, I'm already ahead and it's probably ONE OF THE REASONS why I upload fast. Well, here it goes! Enjoy it~!)
Chapter 5: Unexpected
The room was dark, even if the sun was out and smiling all over the town, it was still dark in his office. He never bothered to open his drapes, he just sat there at his desk looking through emails on his computer. Today was not a good day to go out, especially after what happened yesterday.
Izaya scrolled through his inbox looking for something entertaining, something that will make him forget about such pitiful acts. "Saved by a monster. That's cliche and not what anyone would want." His eyes darted around the dark room. Nothing entertaining appeared before his eyes, not even the messages from Shiki looked any fun. Seeing this he scooted away on his chair and began to swivel slowly around.
"I'm Bored, I'm bored, I'm booored~" he sighed still swiveling around. Maybe the chat rooms had something that would be interesting! With that thought he wasted no time zooming to his computer and going onto the website.
[Kanra has logged in.]
[Hellooooo everyone~!]
[Huh, what's this? No one online? That's a shocker!]
...
[Taro Tanaka has logged in.]
[Taro: Oh, hi Kanra!]
[Kanra: Hi~! So what's been going on lately? I'm bored~ (=~=)]
[Taro: Nothing much, just got home from School.]
[Saika has logged in.]
[Saika: Hi everyone.]
[Taro: Hello Saika.]
[Kanra: So what happened with you Saika? You guys get to go out a lot, it makes me jealous! \(=×=)/]
[Saika: Oh Kanra, I'm sure you'll be able to go out sometime! Anyway, I was hanging out with Taro.]
[Setton has logged in.]
[Setton: Hi guys.]
[Kanra: Looks like the main group is here! \(°v°)/]
[Taro: Guess Bakyura isn't coming on today...]
[Taro: So, did you guys hear?]
[Kanra: Hear what, Taro?]
[Setton: Yeah, I want to know too.]
[Taro: Something happened yesterday afternoon. Shizuo Heiwajima was chasing Izaya again.]
[Setton: Again, really? I don't understand what's so interesting about it.]
[Taro: But wait Setton, some say they saw him save Orihara from drowning!]
[Setton: What?! There's no way that could be true!]
[Saika: Pardon me, but I don't believe that either...]
[Taro: I don't mean to spread, but I was there! I'm not sure if anyone else saw it, but I know I did.]
[Taro: Could it be possible that they are secretly friends?]
[Setton: Sorry, that's too surprising that I can't take it seriously.]
[Saika; Kanra, are you still there? You're pretty silent...]
[Kanra: Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine!]
[Saika: Right, sorry for asking.]
[Kanra: That's impossible! There's no way a monster like Heiwajima would save Orihara! (/×A×)/]
[Setton: That's true, and even if it really did happen, I'd still find a hard time believing it.]
[Setton: That's just- too weird (¬°~°)¬]
[Kanra: What Setton said! That's sheer blasphemy! (/°A°)/]
[Kanra: I highly doubt that!]
[Saika: But could it be possible...?]
[Kanra: Whoops, I got to go now!]
[Kanra: Laaateeeeeeer~!]
[Kanra has logged out]
...
[Setton: What was that about...?]
[Taro: Beats me...]
Sweat was beginning to drop from Izaya's forehead as he stood there looking at his bright computer screen. Did they really say what he didn't want to hear? Was Mikado really there? A wave of worry washed over the informant as he drifted away in his thoughts and questions. He was searching for an interesting topic, and now he's found one. Was he really getting sloppy at hiding things that he couldn't even reply back with something to cover it up?
The sound of a door clicking open startled Izaya out of his thoughts only to see a woman with long dark brown hair and a green sweater walking in. Namie. He rested his back onto his chair slightly relaxing to find it was nothing but that woman.
"Honestly, can you be more careless to leave your door unlocked?" She sighed walking over to the couch. "But Namie wouldn't be able to get inside here if I didn't do so~".
"Oh save your breathe, you know I have a spare key so quit trying to cover it up." Her dark eyes glared over at Izaya who was just chilling in his chair. "Ah, but I'm being generous and decided to leave it open to save you the trouble of moving your arms~"
"Generous? You? Don't make me laugh." Izaya looked back her way fiercely but then covered it up as quickly as he could. "You don't believe I have at least some generosity? After all, I did hide you away from the police and give you big pay, so you were saying?" Namie stood up to glare even more at the raven. "Fuck you."
"I think not." An evil smirk slithered across his face after noticing Namie getting angry and storming off to the upper level of the apartment. The woman was a pain to deal with, even her logic was rivalry with Izaya's.
"Your work for today is looking and organizing the files from the bookshelf on the far right." He pointed a slender finger to where the bookshelf was on his side, but from Namie's view , it was probably on her left. "This better give me a higher pay check for today." The woman snarled before walking over to the bookshelf that had piles upon piles of papers. On the other hand, she still kept focusing on Izaya, who didn't seem too well from where she was examining him.
Izaya seemed to have been sitting in a position coated with seriousness as his hands folded together and hovered over his mouth, eyes glaring at his computer with surprise and a flash of worry.
"Wonder what's gotten into him..."
He was certain it was afternoon and he still wasn't welcomed by the sight of Shinjuku. Shizuo didn't even notice that he wasn't halfway there yet, he just decided to walk than to take the train. Smart when he wants to, stubborn most of the time, just like the protozoan he was described to be. Footsteps became faster and pacing forward from getting more angry that he hasn't reached his destination, not near it yet. The fake blond grew tiresome from how long it was taking than necessary and drew a cigarette from his packet. He lit the cigarette and began inhaling the toxic gas, flooding his lungs and tasting ash. It felt like those kinds of days when you're trying to get something done but you're feeling slow and the day runs by faster instead of you. Was he really going after Orihara?
Shizuo didn't even realize that the sun was already drawing lower and getting faint.
He walked faster and faster until he heard a faint neigh sound across the street. Shizuo whipped his head towards the sound to see a black figure with a yellow colored helmet driving over his way. It was Celty. She drove up to the ex-bartender and parking before him. Far away whispers such as "It's the Black Rider!" and "The Urban Legend!" rang out, but they didn't care. Celty brought out her PDA and began typing on it.
[Hi Shizuo. What brings you here today?] She held it above so Shizuo's eyes could encode her wording.
"Nothing much. I guess you could say I'm off to kill the flea, but this day is going by too damn fast!" Shizuo had his eyes closed before opening them to see Celty taken aback and typing on her PDA rather hesitantly. Her fingers typed slowly but then rose it up slightly a bit confused.
[Um, off to kill him? Well, you don't mind if I um... ask a question, do you?] That's odd. Celty was slightly hesitating but seemed determined to know something. What could it be?
"Um, sure, go ahead ask anything." He stared at her for a second before she began typing a little more slower and hesitant before. [Um... Did you and Izaya do anything yesterday- like I don't know... a chase?]
"Yeah, I did chase the louse. What about it?" Before he could even finish his last sentence, Celty typed incredibly fast before practically shoving it into Shizuo's face.
[There are uh- rumors about you Saving Izaya. I don't know if it's true, but I want to know.]
For a moment of surprise, Shizuo's eyes widen and read the text over a couple of times to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him. How did she find out? Only one thing could have made sense, they probably weren't the only ones in the area...
Shizuo looked down before adjusting his sunglasses, ignoring to look at Celty who was still waiting for a response. A couple of minutes past before Shizuo's mouth slightly opened. "Yes, I did."
Celty looked like she was surprised or taken aback, even if she had a helmet on or no head, any one could read her body language. She brought her PDA back up to her and then showing it to Shizuo who was trying to act calm.
[I see, so you did save him from drowning. That's surprising, even for you. But I don't understand, why save him if you hate him?] The words flashed on the screen along with Celty cocking her head to the side.
"To be honest, I don't know myself." Hands clenched and teeth gritting, he finally lifted his head towards the Dullahan. "He just looked so scared I didn't know what the hell to do..."
[I'm guessing that's why you're going to him, aren't you?]
Silence made its way into the realm making unwanted suspense linger. Saying all this to Celty was too much, even for him, but he could always trust her. Always.
He nodded very slowly to her dismay before she calmed down completely. She made a gesture of patting her hand onto the back of her bike before looking back at Shizuo who nodded before walking over.
[Hop on. I'll take you to him as long as you don't cause chaos.]
Shizuo nodded again getting on the back of the bike. With a fast take off, Celty rode off to Shinjuku leaving a loud neigh echo down the streets. The sun was already setting, and they were close.
"Alright, I've finished. What else do I need to do now?" Namie stood in front of Izaya's desk looming over the man. "Nothing. You can go home now."
"Nothing? Are you serious? I'm actually done for today?" Her eyes slightly coated with surprise and waited for Izaya to respond, who for some reason was caught in his own thoughts. "Yes, you may go. I'll pay you extra and I wish to be alone for the rest of the evening." He glared off at her direction where she resumed picking up her purse. Namie glanced back over at Izaya seeing that he looked more annoyed than usual. Before she could swing to the doorway, she noticed something out of place on Izaya.
"Speaking of weird, where's your other ring? Forgot it or something?" Crimson eyes widen only to suddenly be replaced with increasing anger, sliding his hand away and out of her reach.
"Observant, are we? Just go already." By this time it was very unusual to see this; Izaya was fierce and glaring daggers straight over at the Namie. Why was he mad?
"Suit yourself. I'll come back tomorrow as usual, I hope you aren't lying about your pay." She said, turning over to open the door and finally leaving.
He was finally alone. The sun was setting and it was beginning to get dark, what should the informant of Shinjuku do now? He didn't look too good. He seemed much more paler than usual, dark circles were forming under his eyes and hair was slightly messy. It was almost night, he had nothing to worry about. The raven slipped his head into his arms over his desk, closing his eyes and entering his dream state.
Knock Knock Knock.
Izaya rose up startled looking all around. The place was dark and it seemed that he might've overslept due to the outside sky was now a very dark orange and the sun was barely to be seen while the moon was crawling before the city.
Knock Knock Knock.
'Who could it be...?' Suspicion elevated through Izaya before grabbing his favorite pocket knife and steadily walking over to the door. He halted right when he was at the handle, preparing his knife for the person behind the door.
Knock kno-
The door swung open immediately with Izaya springing over placing his knife on the stranger's throat. But wait... this...
This wasn't a stranger.
"...Shizu-chan?"
(So, who can guess what is going to happen in the next chapter? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)