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DING DONG.

Groaning, Shizuo blinked his eyes open and squinted. He blearily sat up, rubbing his back as he cleared his throat. His sinuses were plugged, and his eyes were crusty from a deep night's sleep. He could vaguely hear the sound of footsteps leaving his front door.

Coughing heavily into his fist, he shuffled from his bedroom and across his flat. He unlocked the door and opened it to find a package lying at the foot of his door.

He bent down and slipped the small package under his arm, yawning as he closed his door. He lazily dropped the box on his counter and went to his fridge to get his daily glass of milk.

He wasn't all too surprised by the package. He had been receiving them every Saturday for the past month. Inside the package was a refill of his medication. The receipt had no purchaser name on it, and no return address.

At first, Shizuo had called Shinra demanding why he was paying for his medication, especially when he still had some left over money to pay for another month's worth of pills. But the doctor had claimed he knew nothing of what was going on, and joked that maybe he had some secret admirer who cared for him.

He simply hung up after that.

However, still concerned someone was paying for his expenses, he called Tom, Kadota, Kasuka, and even texted Celty to see if she knew what was going on. But no one was paying, and everyone was just as confused.

It was then that Shizuo thought of Psyche.

He hadn't mentioned much to his internet "partner" over the past few days. Just simple stuff, things that the bubbly character should have used to find his medical records. Sure, he had mentioned he had a cold, and was feeling under the weather a lot. That's when Psyche had sent some funny videos from the internet to cheer him up.

He even offered to make some cupcakes and deliver them to Shizuo. As delicious and tempting as homemade cupcakes were, there was no way he was going to tell Psyche where he lived after only knowing him for a few days.

But he was enjoying the boy's company. Staying at home a lot wasn't bothering him as much. Especially when he spent most of his night talking online.

As he finished his glass of milk, and put some slices of bread in the toaster, he glanced over toward the old desktop computer in the corner.

He wondered if Psyche somehow figured out who he was. Or if he knew Shinra, and the underground doctor had let it slip. He wouldn't be surprised Psyche knew Shinra. At times, the bubbly man could turn a bit dark; in a way that made Shizuo wonder if he was some sociopath…or a…a yandere, or whatever Erika and Walker had called it.

He forgot his pills, and his toast, and strode right to the computer. He fell into his chair and turned on the tower, listening to it hum to life as the monitor blinked on. Mouth drying up slightly, he found his finger's shaking from anxiety and yet another day of withdrawals. Damn, he craved a cig.

The moment the computer loaded up, he pulled up the internet and logged onto the chat site. Tapping his foot nervously, he pulled up his contact list, which was filled with only one name: Psyche.

Psyche : offline.

"Dammit." He groaned. Acting without any thoughts, he pulled open a new chat and sent a message for Psyche to receive when he logged back online.

"Hey Psyche."

He froze.

How could he possibly ask Psyche about this? What could he possibly say? "Oh hey, I keep getting packages sent to my house fill with medication. Are they from you?"

No, that wouldn't work.

He thought for a moment, before hesitantly writing again. Only to delete it and start over after a few seconds.

It took him about fifteen minutes to finally come up with something that didn't sound ridiculous and was half way decent. Sighing, he sent the message and closed out. He leaned back in his chair and looked at the blank desktop, wondering if he just made some stupid move. The smell of burnt toast shook him from his thoughts and made him scramble to rush back into the kitchen; slipping on the floor as he skidded around the corner to blow away the smoke and toss out the blackened piece of toast.

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Later that night, Shizuo logged back on, hoping that the other man would be online. Luckily, he was. The feeling he got in his stomach at the thought of the other being on made him swallow thickly. He tapped his fingers against the keyboard lightly as he waited for a response. He reread his message, slowly starting to doubt himself.

"Hey Psyche. Um…I feel kinda stupid asking this. But, I find myself trusting you with this. Anyways, remember I told you I was wasn't feeling well? Well, I think someone is paying for my medication, and…wow, this is really dumb. Uh, you said you were in Ikebukuro, so I'm sure you probably know about Shinra Kishitani. And if not, well, then that might be better off for you. Now I'm rambling. Ugh, shit. Anyways. I'm just wondering if maybe…you knew anything about it? If not that's ok, I'm just curious. So, message me back when you get this. -Tsugaru"

He felt that the message was dumb. He wished he could delete it and start over. Hell, he wished he didn't even write it. Because…well…because he kinda liked Psyche. He had a weird way of making him happy and keeping him calm. And…he didn't want the other to worry if it turned out Psyche wasn't the one paying for the medication; which was more plausible. Of course, he wouldn't want Psyche to pay if it was him. It was his own problem, and he didn't want-

-Psychedelic Dreams has logged in-

"Psyche!" Shizuo blurted as he spun in his chair and quickly glued his eyes onto the screen, heart beating just a bit faster than it was before.

[Psychedelic Dreams] are u getting sicker?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] No, not really. Although, I haven't been taking my meds for a few days.

[Psychedelic Dreams] WHY? ;A;

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Just haven't been thinking about it. Been busy with other stuff.

[Psychedelic Dreams] Tsu-chaaaaaannnnnnn~~~ that's no good. u need 2 take care of urself.

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Yeah yeah, I know. Shut up.

[Psychedelic Dreams] ahahaha!~ make me xP

Shizuo rolled his eyes and chuckled a bit. He couldn't help but smile a bit at Psyche's playful tone.

[Psychedelic Dreams] anyways…yeah, i know Shinra.

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] You do?

[Psychedelic Dreams] mmhmm. but he hasn't said anything to me about stuff like that. i mean, he does talk about his work from time to time when we get in touch.

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] that's good I guess.

[Psychedelic Dreams] although…

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Although?

[Psychedelic Dreams] he did ask me to pay for some medication he couldn't afford. something about not getting enough house calls to pay 4 extra stuff. we're close friends, so i didn't mind.

[Psychedelic Dreams] Tsu-chan?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] …

[Psychedelic Dreams] why…is it u?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] I…I'm not sure.

[Psychedelic Dreams] u said u had a cold. but i know i haven't been paying 4 cold medication. if u want i can tell u the receipt i have. see if it matches up.

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Sure, that'd be good. All I know is that it has something to do with my chest. I can't smoke because of it, which sucks. Cause I'm craving really hard.

[Psychedelic Dreams] ….you smoke?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Yeah. I used to smoke a lot.

[Psychedelic Dreams] I know this might sound weird but…do u like milk?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Yeah, I drink it every morning.

[Psychedelic Dreams] Are you friends with Dota-chin?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Kadota? Yeah, but what does he have to do with anything?

Shizuo felt himself getting on edge, and glanced out his window. He felt like he was being watched. He hated that feeling. He reread Psyche's messages, and noticed something odd…

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] …W-why are you typing differently?

[Psychedelic Dreams] Are you blonde?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] …

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Psyche…?

[Psychedelic Dreams] Do you get into fights often? Anger issues? Do you know an Izaya Orihara?

Shizuo's stomach flipped and a shiver crawled up his spine. With trembling hands, he quickly typed back.

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] What's with all the questions? What does that flea have to do with anything? Do you know him?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Psyche?

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Psyche! Answer me!

[Psychedelic Dreams] i have to go.

-Psychedelic Dreams has logged out-

[Kawaiiyaoiboi69] Psyche, wait!

"Dammit!" Shizuo slammed his fists onto the desk, creating a small crater and shoving some splinters into his fist. "Dammit dammit dammit dammit…"