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I OWN NOTHING!
Before you Met Me…
The few hours (I'm told four hours to be exact) had started off foggy, with a heavy weight resting against sore bones. I could barely move, and I certainly hadn't planned on following out on the impossible until my presence had been required. Sitting up on the crinkling paper resting underneath my pained body, doing its signature noise at every small twitch of the muscle or breath of air. I can honestly say that throughout all the pain and slight humiliation at being knocked out on my first unofficial day of school that there had been absolutely no regret. I loved the adrenaline brought by the fight, how my blood pumped, and loved the way my thoughts moved as fast as light calculating every fast paced move necessary during my exhilarating match between a blonde monster and I.
"Izaya Orihara?" The secretary had meat on her bones, from the row upon row of white chins, to the it flapping from her arms, bloating out over her much to tight charcoal colored pencil skirt to the pudgy feet tucked away in high heels.
"That sounds right." I smirked, she smiled, it was a small moment.
"I'm going to need you to head on over to principal's office." I frowned, tightening my lips. "That can't be rescheduled?" I asked honestly hoping that maybe the pathetic excuse of a principal of the school would feel a little sympathetic and wait for a full recovery.
"No dear you'll need to go right away." Clicking her tongue in her mouth, clicking her heels arounds and waddling away proving to annoy the crap out of me. "Thanks… For nothing." I mumbled, straining to move onto my elbows trying to support my upper body. Pain shot throughout my entire body from the simplest of movements, echoing whimpers shot through my lips.
Good thing nobody was around, which I had thought was rather odd, seeing as their was a passed out delinquent in a nurses office that is usually stacked with over the counter drugs.
Speaking of drugs, why the Hell wasn't my body pumped full of pain killers and aspirin?
"Need a little help?" Came a light male voice behind me sounding a bouncy and joyous at the sight of my struggles. "Doing just fine."
Footsteps bounded across the floor padding next to my side. I could see that the boy who looked 13, but had to be older to be wearing that doctor's jacket spewing his position to this school. He wore glasses, that slipped of the bridge of his nose hanging dangerously on the tip. "You probably shouldn't move so slowly. It's best to just get the pain done and over with quickly." And with that being said a firm hand shoved the area between my shoulder blades pushing me straight up.
I yelped, closing my crimson eyes in tight in pain.
"Why? Just why?" I asked annoyed, wishing I had a flick blade wrapped in my hand.
"Well now the pain won't be half bad. If you want to be better by tomorrow you've got to move around so your muscles don't get tensed up." Mental note: Never hide in the nurses office if I want to skip classes. Glaring into the circular lenses staring into gray colored eyes. "Oh it wasn't that bad." He assured patting my back once more making me sputter holding my accusation of utter bull shit.
Feeling the quick throbbing pain enter the front of my temple pounding against my skull trying to blow my brain out my ears.
"Do you have any aspirin or pain medication?" A saddened expression etched itself along his childish face. Seriously how old was this guy?
"I'm afraid you can't have any until I have your records proving you are free to have any type of over the counter drug." Great, so the only way to get this pain to end was with my piss in a cup. Swinging my burning legs to the ground with a loud thud not liking the popping in my knee.
Wincing at the tense joints, hurrying to stand against my bodies will using the counter holding clear jars of ear swabs, popsicle sticks, bandaids, gauze, and a thermometer. Cracking the kinks from my back and neck watching the shuddering of the doctor beside me and the scowl he threw my way. "What?" I smirked deciding to do the same with my fingers getting the cramps out one finger at a time, smirking at the amusing flinches and jumps the doctor did. "So you best be on your way."
He ushered shooing me out the door.
"I don't know where I'm going." Stating flatly loving the way this man instantly connected the puzzle.
"Oh you're new! That's why you got in a fight with Shizuo-kun. You should steer clear of him from now on. By the way I'm Shinra Kishitani, student and school nurse." Holding out his gloved hand expecting me to shake back but all I did was glare. At least I knew that he wasn't a full grown man and probably had the same age as me. "I can do whatever I want with Shizuo. Now is there a map I can read the directions from?" Even though I basically rejected Shinra's entire existence the shorter male bounced all the way around me and the the office area that had been in front of the nurses office.
Three ladies sat in leather desk chairs, each one talking in hushed voices on the phone not bothering to give a single glance at us.
"This would be the office." I feel stupid, which is a whole new feeling to my perfect genius normality.
"So… Just head back?" "Actually you should wai-" "There you are!" Screamed the blonde monster striding quickly over to me, popping a vein in-between his eyebrows looking ready to murder, shame there are to many witness's to actually get in a fight that would involve blood and murder.
"Shizuo it's nice to see you again. How are you? Well I hope." Pretending to actually care about his day fueled the inferno more, most likely leading to another beat down with us dancing in a glorious battle. "I don't know who you think you are but-" "Shizuo Heiwajima and Izaya Orihara, Mr. Duke would like to see you." Shouted the middle office lady, covering the plastic speaker of her phone. Ending the small feud between us quickly, I (painfully) skipped around the monster giggling lightly, hiding my injuries.
Finding the door with the the golden plaque labeled principal, I knocked politely with a fuming blonde flaring his nostrils behind me.
"Shizuo you'll pass out if you keep breathing like that." Turning to face the male who had to be graced with amazing height, pressing a finger to the tip of his nose, laughing at the bewildered expression given to me.
Just delicious this one. Grabbing my thin wrist, wrapping his entire palm around it tightening his hold with every second. "You're insane." "Probably." Throwing my wrist out of his hand in disgust, waiting for Mr. Duke to show his face.
Rapping soar knuckles against dark green paint wondering where he was. "It's the door next to it." Counting to ten, easing the irritation at the utter incompetence of these fools and slowly walking the doorway next to the one we were just at, with an identical paint job and plaque neatly nailed to the door.
"Oie Mr. Duke." Boomed Shizuo rapturing my eardrums with his deep voice. Clicking could be heard on the other side of the door till finally it was thrown open. Cool air conditioned breeze shot onto my skin, coming at a great relief. No way would I mind getting in trouble all the time if air conditioning came along.
"Come inside." Mr. Duke's face was balmy, covered in a sheet of sweat, that trailed off his round red face.
A dark brown suit and very out of context blue tie swinging off his bulky chest snugged against his round body.
I followed behind my superior, shuddering in disgust at the greasy gray overcome that he called hair caught my attention. "Sit." Two wooden chair sitting in front of a large work desk covered in files, a computer, tacky ornaments, a cup of pens, pictures of kids from the past years (creepy), and just a full out war of messiness. Taking a seat on one of the teal colored cushions, my ass loving the sudden sponge resting under it's pain, and Shizuo sitting beside me looking tense and upset, clutching at the armrest, splintering the wooden material. Duke's owlish eyes dashed from culprit to culprit eyeing them both down, expecting Shizuo to be apart of this mess but certainly not a brand new student, but this would be one of the consequences of running a disciplinary school full of bratty children.
"Calm down Heiwajima-san." Taking a deep breath into his lungs, slowly releasing the arms of the chair now marked with cracks and broken wood.
"Explain to me your side of the story Orihara-san." I smirked knowing that this is where I made my existence clear.
"I don't recall much." I itched the back of my head looking down at my twiddling thumbs feeling innocence. "And why is that?" I looked back up, staring into the eyes of my principal. "Well, Heiwajima-san smashed my head into a wall knocking me unconscious."
"You bastard! Mr. Duke he's faking it, he knows exactly what he-" "Quiet Shizuo." Shouted the principal not playing around.
If a student got seriously harmed, or some type of brain damage there could be a potential law suit on his hands.
"Just try your best." Waiting for the perfect moment to begin my epic tale that would end with me glowing in innocence and most of all glory. "I saw the cops running around everywhere, I was scared since it was my first day that there would be police officers on campus so I went in the opposite direction of where they were running, hopping it would lead me to safety when I saw Heiwajima-san standing alone shaking in what I assumed at the time was fright. I don't exactly know what compelled me at the moment but I walked up to him asking if he was ok when suddenly, and this parts a bit hazy, he grabbed my shoulders trying to attack me. I only took proper protocol and ran for my life."
I finished quickly hoping that would be a good start. "Is this true Shizuo." Waiting for the sudden outburst of denial pointed my way but only receiving cold silence and honey colored orbs searching my pale face. Looking back at the principal he answered with, "Yes." Yes! Shock filled my pained body.
Why would he say yes?
Shooting a confused look in his direction hoping to earn an explanation later.
"That settles it then. Shizuo I have to give you punishment for this, you know attacking students in a fit of rage is frowned upon." Nodding his head, bouncing the blonde locks with him he looked ready for anything. But here I was sitting in a seat looking utterly shocked and confused.
He had no reason to say yes, unless he did? But he wouldn't be getting punishment if the principal had a soft spot for him. "That will be decided later. Leave my office on good terms and I expect to hear no more of this fighting nonsense from the two of you." Taking that as a dismissal I quickly launched to my feet, waiting for the brute to follow my lead which eventually he did. We walked out of the office, the blonde trailing behind me till finally the green painted door was shut and I had enough room to stand next to him.
"Why'd you do that?" He looked at me amusement playing in his eyes.
"Didn't expect that reaction did you flea?" Flea?
"Not exactly. I thought you were going to protest but it looks like you wanted to just pass the victory over to someone worthy of it today." I said walking away from the scene feeling the ache come back full force, stumbling on my feet, tripping myself like a clumsy idiot. I had waited for the impact of the ground to collide with my face only to feel a strong arm wrap around my waste.
Electricity shot through my waist trailing to my heavy beating heart. "Thanks." I mumbled knowing that it was my new enemy who had caught me and was now setting my body back in a standing position. "I'll say this once. Leave me the fuck alone." Storming out of the office leaving me behind staring clues at the confusing being that had left me. "How interesting ne ~Shinra." Coming away from his hiding place inside the nurses office looking just as astonished. "You're insane." Probably.