Chapter 6
"Even if he could talk now, he didn`t tell me much. I might think that it is my fault and he never enjoyed to talk with me except our usual pinches from the start. But somehow he is different. He hangs around me more without starting any fight." Virus thought as he stood in Psychedelic`s back watching his preparing some hard to find data for their lunch.
"I`m starving!" He pretends to be really hungry as he rock on the chair behind just like a child. His silly face was to impress the blonde, but his deep thoughts were far to be as innocent as a kid`s ones.
"Can`t you wait a little more?" Psychedelic420 growls a little pissed, then turns around with two plates of fuming data.
Virus takes his own and bows a little after erasing the plate in a second. His childish mood gets done as he read all the informations. It was something about demons. They didn`t get something like that in the virtual world, but his young inner made him believe that they exist.
And so, he kept silent and thanked for the meal.
This is one of the nicest things Virus could remember while he was rambling something to Izaya Orihara, the man who wears the same face like him.
"So you miss him, huh?" The informant asked as if he and Virus knew each other from ages.
"Shut up! I hated him! I really hated him back then we fight..." Everything that Virus said was so rush and cowardly, but he couldn`t get ride of his own memories stained with feelings. Everything started to fade away around him as he felt dizzy and landed unconscious on Izaya`s lap. His eyes lids went lazy as they slowly closed.
"Poor little thing. If I`d knew, I didn`t ask." Izaya almost opened his mouth a little touched by the situation. His fingers slips through Virus`s strands slowly and peaceful.