Hello~ a month I know... I have no excuse, I was just being lazy... Sorry! Anywho~ this chapter is Izaya's point of view for the last chapter

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Maybe I was sick.

With a long sigh I lifted my foot up off the man on the floor of the warehouse and took out my phone. "2:00P.M already, huh? I wonder what'sfor dinner tonight..." He groaned and weakly reached for one of the guns his dead buddies dropped but I lazily stepped on his arm preventing him from grabbing it, he screamed drawing a snort of laughter from me "You can still reach for a gun with your arm barely attached to you? Very impressive~"

"Fuck... You, Orihara!" Humans... Are so amusing. I kicked the gun out of reach and crouched down to his level "Sorry, you're not my type~" I grabbed hold of his chin and smiled widely at the sweat speeding down his brow "Now, where is Mr. Boss-man~?" A wetness hit my left cheek and it took me a second to realize he had spit on me. "I won't sale out! Just you wait. The Strips will kill your ass before the week is over!" I laughed and titled his chin higher a sliced his neck... Oh, he was dead but he had caught me in a particular bad mood and slicing his corps' neck over over until only his spin remained attaching his head to his body was the perfect way to let loose some built up rage.

The roof of the warehouse was rippling with heat but at the moment I couldn't bring myself to care. Blood head gotten on my jacket again... I guess I would need to clean it again. I sat on the ledge and looked over the huge boiling pit that was Ikebukuro, but I couldn't seem to smile at the thought of my people boiling... I didn't understand. Why on earth did Shizu-chan plague my mind? I buried my palms in my eye. Maybe if I cut them out I wouldn't have to watch the night before replay behind them over and over. With a humorless chuckle I pushed my bangs away not wincing when I remembered I had blood on my hands but because my face was growing warm for some reason "Shizu-chan... Did you poison me~?"

It had been a dead end. The leader of The Strips was a slippery guy. I had the medical kit that was almost all the way out of bandages but I managed to wrap up the gash on my hip from one of the three fights I had gotten into the night before, it seems none of the Strips hideouts host their leader but they certainly were a trigger-happy group and blades like the ones they had stabbed Shizu-chan with were present as well. I really didn't understand myself at that moment. Staring up at the ceiling away from my research on the computer... And yet... I remembered the feel of his hands gripping my wrist, yelling at me to stay... It bothered me... Didn't it? Why was my chest hurting so bad? I guess I knew the answer but... It was stupid. I-

The sound of muffled yelling could be heard through the door of the room I was staying in and then the sound of the front door flying open. Ah, it would seem the monster had returned to his den. Taking a deep breath in I recovered my confidence and made my way out of the room and moved To where I heard his voice... Was he talking to himself? Now that's a new level of Shizu-chan I hadn't seen. unconsciously I was getting excited to see this new side of the monster at this point I wanted to kill for putting weird thoughts in my head. He was laid out on the couch again but he obviously wasn't there mentally, just one look at his foggy gold eyes and I knew even from my spot by the wall separating the kitchen from the living room.

He sat up suddenly and I ripped my eyes away from his exposed collarbone, waiting for him to yell at me but he didn't instead he punched himself in the face, splitting his glasses and I'm sure everyone on that floor of the apartment building could hear the crunch of bone. My heart was raising. As an information broker you tend to find a certain thrill in learning something new about someone.

"You stupid son of a bitch. Shut up!" This was precious, I had categorized him as temperamental, mentally retarded, a chain smoker, interloper, and of course... A beast, I had never thought I would get the chance to file him as insane. I starting clapping, slow and condescending. He looked over and my, wasn't he a sight for sore eyes... Blood gushing from his nose and forehead was comical accompanied by a conflicted expression, first anger then confusion before irritated and disorient took over. "Does Shizu-chan hear voices in his head~?" His eyes sharpened a bit but remained mostly cloudy as he wobbly stood up.

I watched as he hurried past me into the kitchen. Might as while follow him... He was in the middle of puking when I walked in. Disgusting. He must have a concussion, I should call Shinra so- so what? I wasn't going to let 'that thing' get in the way of who I was. I'm Izaya Orihara and I don't care what happens to a monster who likes hurting itself. "Do you often punch yourself, Shizu-chan~? Some would call that self loath~" I received his middle finger in reply and a smile curled up my lips again. That's right, this person may look like one of my dear humans, may sometimes act like one... But he would always be a monster.

The water was turned on and then turned off, I watched him curiously when I noticed his head teetering to the side. On the verge of passing out from punching himself, huh~? "I'm going to Shinra's, don't... Don't do stuff to my stuff." He started to the door and I rolled my eyes, before I could stop myself I reached out and grabbed hold of his arm which I'm guessing was the trigger from his legs to give out. There he laid, face down in a decent sized puddle of blood. On any other occasion I would have been thrilled... But this unnecessary weight I now carried over my head was particularly annoying, like some kind of allergic reaction... Itchy red bumps that only got worst the more you scratched. I bit my lip before sighing loudly "I guess I'll be making another house call… you're going to pay for it this time Shizu-chan since it wasn't my fault this time."

"Hell-o again, Izaya!" I stepped aside to let him in "You seem rather happy for someone who just arrived at the house of a man laying unconscious in a pool of his own blood." He whined making his way into the living room "I'm happy because Celty told me she has a surprise waiting for me when I get back~! And I'm pretty sure that was Celty for 'let's have se...' Eh? Izaya you look a little pale." He had temporarily calmed down and was looking up at me from his spot beside Shizu-chan who he had flipped over. His face was scrunched up and blood was now dried all over. He wouldn't be happy when he woke up and saw the blood stains on one of the shirts his brother had given him. "I know I don't get much sun, you don't have to tease me Shinra~"

"Are you... Feeling alright?" No. I wanted to stab my eyes out and maybe do the same to my heart if it didn't stop clenching every time I looked over at Shizu-chan. But I couldn't tell him that, he was smart enough to know what I meant. Instead, I plopped down on the nearby couch and crossed my legs "I'm not the one you came to check and see is alright." He turned back to Shizu-chan and started to clean the cut on his forehead "Awe c'mon Izaya! Aren't we still friends?" "I don't believe a friend would complain about me behind my back." There he looked over with a guilty smile and laugh "Er... Did you bug my apartment again? Friends wouldn't do that!" That made me smile as I turned away from him to look out the window "Well that settles it then, we aren't friends after all." There was a pause before he laughed loudly "Yeah right, you wouldn't have anyone if you didn't have me!" I frowned at his bright smile "That's a bit harsh." With a shrug he went back to work on Shizu-chan "well, it's the truth so- Man, this is kind of depressing! Why on earth would he do this to himself?"

"I believe Shizu-chan is insane now~ he was talking to himself." He laughed "I always knew one day you'd be too much for him and then he'd pop!" I did this to him, huh? I looked back over when I heard Shinra stand up and he came over to me "Listen, I know I haven't really hung out with you... You've changed so much... But right now... You look in pain." I stared up at him for a moment before chuckling and looking back out the window "I don't need your sympathy." "Alright, how about a suggestion?" He held out his hand to me "Two actually... First off. You should tell him."

There was no way he could have known, no signs that I had given off besides that I looked pale and in pain... Was that the average look for human experiencing what I was? "What's with that look? You look horrified." He was still holding his hand out and for a second I was tempted to smack it away but I looked back up to his face that seemed to be a little nervous, the thought of me pulling out my blade for his overly familiarity probably running through his mind.

"And the second suggestion?" "W-what?... Oh! You should help me carry him to his bed again." Of course. Seemingly wise one moment and the next a bumbling idiot. Something's never change. I grabbed hold of his hand and let him pulled me up.

Shinra had gone home hours ago leaving me to watch after the sleeping monster... He had opened his eyes at one point and yelled about it being too bright before going unconscious again. And so there I sat with my legs drawn up on the seat of the chair I had taken from the kitchen and put along side of the bed. I ignored the sensible part of my brain telling me to get back to work... I have no idea why I would put off work to stare at him sleeping -something I honestly found unlike me, disturbingly so - but I did.

"He...do that..." I dazedly looked over to his face... What time was it? Well into the night I supposed or maybe I was tired from staying out all night. Either way I managed to notice Shizu-chan's lips were faintly moving though I could barely hear what he was saying. "My my, Shizu-chan just keeps on surprising me today~" I got up and stood over him. If only he could look so angle-like when he was awake. With his eyebrows not constantly drawn together one could appreciate how pretty his face was... I frowned at the thought but couldn't really deny that it was true before pushing that whole mess to the side so I could listen intently to what he was going to say. "... kusu...kei.." Awakusu-kei? Oh and what lovely information did he have about them? I knew it was nothing I didn't already know but it was always nice to know just who knows what about what and where.

I leaned in further waiting for him to speak again but when he did I couldn't hear whatever it was that he said because my ears were filled with the sound of my heart pumping out of control at the unexpected heat of his breath against my neck. I stood up abruptly and plopped back down in the chair, reposissioning my knees tucked into my chest and I stared at his sleeping face, really stared as hard as I could before turning my burning face away. I should leave. I should really leave... But for some reason I couldn't bring myself to get up. I blame it on exhaustion.

Had I managed to fall asleep? I must have because next thing I know I'm almost falling out of my chair but I managed to right myself just in time. He was awake now, most likely witness to my potential fall to the floor, I'm sure he would have loved to see me fall but it would seem you can't please everyone and pleasing myself was by far more important. "My my Shizu-chan~! That's kinda creepy, watching people sleep~" his blank face scrunched up into a look of irritation and annoyance "I could say the same to you, Louse." Ah. There was that... What a smart little monster~

There was suddenly something thick making it's way into the air between us, uncomfortable... A sense that he knew exactly what I was thinking... That, of course, was impossible even for a monster but that thought didn't bring me much of anything in the area of feeling secure... I needed to leave and this time I would actually follow through. I stood up chuckling while I bated my hand dismissively "Me watching you sleep is for work. Did you know Shizu-chan mumbles in his sleep about all sorts of interesting things~?" It was true that it did interest me but I wouldn't let him in on just how little I had learned from it... Better to leave him in a state of panic, unsure if one of his secrets had slipped, than to let him realize how off it was of me to sit and wait by his bedside like I cared about him. But he had to go and be an idiot, didn't he? He sat up quickly, too quickly it would seem by the way his tan skin paled considerably.

With yet another sigh that day I went back to the head of the bed and pushed him back down "Shinra says you need to stay in bed for a few days." That sounded too domestic for my liking. He smacked my hand away and sat up again "I don't have time to rest for something so stupid!" Yes, it was very stupid that he had punched himself but I had a feeling he was referring to the concussion as being stupid. This time I pushed him back down with both hands laughing at his dazed face as I did so "Shizu-chan, if you don't listen to what Shinra said, you'll probably die!" Of course I didn't forget to flash a big grin along with the message. My hands still on his chest I felt his heartbeat picking up... Was he angry? But the face he wore now looked dazed and confused. "Shizu-chan… your heart is racing." And so was mine, apparently... I could do something really bad now, he was weak and disoriented I could easily deny that I ever did it and that it was just a dream.

Luckily, he pushed me away before I acted on my temptation, though disappointment settled hollow in my stomach. If only there was a way to make your heart stop beating without killing yourself. He closed his eyes and I thought he had just passed out again but then his voice rung out in a groggy sort of way "Get out of my room, freak." "Awe~ is that my new nick-name~? should I start calling you Shizu-pu?" "IZAYA!" He hadn't opened his eyes but his voice had held almost the right amount of energy to be normal but that was probably all his energy in that final shout "Now now, Shizu-chan~ I can't let you be the one that gets to kill you. so rest up~!" I turned and left the room and made my way back to my room where my computer laid open on the bed in sleep mode. Time to get back to work... Work. Why did that thought suddenly not satisfy me?

I was defiantly sick...

Oh hohoho~ he's sick alright... LOVESICK... Sorry, I had to... It would seem Izaya has found out the source of his sudden attraction to Shizuo but is in a sort of 'I'm disgusting for loving him, a monster.' Stage what shall happen from here? Both fighting against their growing attraction to one another may turn out to be a lot harder than it seems.

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