I'm back with a new Chapter, just getting over 'That sickness that shall not be named in 2022'. Now back to Iza-nya pov, Celty you had your time now back to our kitten with a crises.

Chapter 12

Izaya was rather amused by Celtys reaction to realizing it was him, he was happy Celty had a touch screen even if he soon had given up using his toe pads, unable to only hit one letter at a time, however it was way better then Shizu-chans phone. Unlike Shizu-chans out of date flip phone his nose was an option to type with, though a little awkward, still possible.

A few days into his stay with Shizuo, Izaya had gotten his paws on his phone as it charged in the night.

He'd tried for over and hour to type a simple message to Shinra, but he either couldn't press hard enough or hit a single button consistently in order get the right letters from the number pad.

He even resorted to chewing the buttons but his tiny mouth couldn't get to the inner keys, in the end he got a bunch of gibberish and a less then pleased Shizuo in the morning due to the little kitten teeth marks he left around the edges of the phone, not that the last part wasn't amusing but it was still a frustrating experience. He'd gone from a wide with phones to no better then a toddler sencelessly chewing on one.

He blinked a few times coming back to the present with Celty holding the bright screen of her PDA in his face.

"Do you feel weird? Do you feel any pull to your body? what's the last thing you remember? Shizuo doesn't know does he?"

Izaya pulled back with a small huff, simply shaking his head 'no' to answer her list of questions.

He jumped down and sauntered over to the small trash can in the corner of the room, already finding the amusement in this, pushing it over with his front paws and falling over beside it, dramatically stretching out in a silly imitation of his death, hoping that was enough to answer 'what he last remembered' as it would be to much of a pain to try and type anything more with his nose.

The tiny cat quickly flipped himself back on his feet, giving Celty a quick glance before trotting down the hall that the blond and brunet had headed down earlier.

He was a little curious to see himself, though if he was being truthful, after what Shinra said about him being stuck in a vegetative state I'd he were to return to it did scare him. From the sound of what was said, now was not a good time to go back to being him, none the less he sat in front of said door and stared at her with big red orbs knowing full well she would get the message, he wanted to go in and see, his fears be damned.

Celty approached him, simply picking him up as they stood outside the room that his body rested in, she typed him one last message.

"Are you sure you want to go in?"

Izaya nodes with determination right away, knowing full well if he thought about it for any longer he may be inclined to back out of the decision to satisfy his morbid curiosity.

Upon enter the small medical room the first thing Izaya noticed was the amount of beeping machines attached to the still body under the white sheets, his body, the respirator forcing his chest up and down, it was unnatural and mechanical lacking in life that came with natural breathing. The experience was so odd, an out of body experience in the literally sense, staring at his own expressionless face, how odd it was to watch one's self sleep.

Around the small room Shinra was checking all the machines and jotting down all his vitals. Shizuo on the other hand stood near the head of the bed staring down at Izaya's face, he silently flicked he's bangs away lightly with a single finger avoiding actually touching the skin beneath.

"He's pale, paler then usual, looks like a corpse" Shizuo whispers, his words mumbled like they were only for himself and the sleeping raven... and we'll the cats sensitive ears, the other two probably didn't even hear him speak.

'Are you feeling remorse for me again Shizu-chan, I'm surprised you can even stand that close to my body without crushing the life out of what's left.' Izaya chirped In a series of trilling mews.

Izaya would never admit it out loud but he had a tendency to start blabbering whenever he was feeling uncomfortable, it was usually something that made the other party uncomfortable or simply angry it was an unconscious attempt to cover his own discomfort and almost always brought him trouble, but in this case since all anyone could hear from him right now was cute kitten sounds for once he got the complete opposite effect.

The blond whipped around and stared surprised at the two in the door way, having no heard them enter. His eyes drifting down to the source of the sounds nesteled in the headless woman's arms.

"I'm sorry Celty, was he being troublesome?" the man crossed the room away from Izaya's unconscious form and scooped Izaya's tiny fluffy form from Celtys arms.

Shizuo proceeded to place his face into the kittens fur and taking a deep shaky breath to calm whatever emotions that were starting to overwhelm him.

"Thanx for watching him, we will get out of your guys hair for the night" He muttered into Izaya's fur as he quickly exited the room, Celty and Shinra hurrying after. He said a quick goodbye and exited their apartment with his little confused Flea held tightly in his arms.

When they finally returned to Shizuo tiny apartment he once again sat down on his couch and silently sobbed into Izaya's soft fuzz.

"Are we really doing this again Shizu-chan, using me as a pillow to cry into is becoming a bit of a habit for you now huh?" His mews were soft and resigned, even after seeing the state of his own body for some reason he couldn't even muster up the annoyance he once had for his monsters self pity parties.

He enjoyed getting different expressions out of the blond, had for year done whatever he could to break the blond mans self control, but this, this wasn't one he enjoyed it made his stomach twist every time the other broke down like this.

His monster was strong, this wasn't how the beast was supposed to be, as much as he liked to ingrain into Shizu-chan's mind what a monster in human skin he truly was, without the anger it simply wasn't fun, it wasn't right, it wasn't what he wanted and even that alone confused him.

Izaya let out a small breath, giving in and simply twisted around, rather then scratching the crying man across the face he gently rubbed his furry cheek against Shizuo's face whipping away a start tear rolling down the mans surprised face in his attempt at comforting affection.

Shizuo after recovering from his kittens first cute gesture, he let a somewhat happy laugh escape and pet his kitten gently kissing his forehead with a slight smile.

"Thanx my little Flea, I needed that more then you'll ever know."

Aw and Iza-nya's heart grew two sizes that day. He is finally getting a heart and being a good emotional support kitten, congrats ya little menace.

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~Kir