What would you do if I told you....

Chapter 5

I DON'T KNOOOW T^T??!?!? ENJOY!!!

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Izaya looked out of his window staring down at the bustle of people going about their daily lives. He was fascinated yet overwhelmed at the sights. Izaya's lone eye darted wildly around soaking in all the sights and colours.

"If you keep doing that you'll hurt your eye." Miagi said calmly as she took a sip from her cup. Izaya looked at his eye staring blandly at her.

"uhuh okay... Hey can you take this to a client and collect the money?" Izaya waved a slip of paper at Miagi hoping it would catch her attention that was focused on him. Miagi sighed before she relented.

"Just this once on account of you having only one eye right now! Okay? I will not do this again 'cause u know I don't agree with your 'job'." Miagi waved her finger accusingly at Izaya a frown on her face as she snatched the information from Izaya's long thin Fingers. Miagi paused:

"Ever thought of taking up piano?"  she asked tilting her head slightly to the side. Izaya glared and mumbled under his breath that he could already play the piano. Miagi's eyes lit up with joy.

"We'll have to play a duet one day, also now you just must play something for me." Miagi clapped her hands and smiled; swiftly she walked to the door smile still intact as she left unaware of what was to aspire in her absence.  Izaya stared at the wall a vagent look on his face as he got up from the chair slowly making his way to the book case where Celty's head was. Izaya took the head and looked at it. It was serenely staring back at him he could sense it even if he had eye sight in one eye - his other senses were still just as sharp. Izaya looked at Celty his thoughts dancing in his head.

"Hmmm, I wonder if you'll ever open those eye's..." Izaya blanked and 'tch'ed as he put her head back. Maybe he should return it... but then again the thought of an afterlife was intriging, also he wasn't sure what would happen to Celty once he gave her back her head, and she was still a usefull pawn in his twisted game even if he adressed her as the 'queen'. Izaya sighed and sat back in his spinny chair and span it making it go faster and faster till the world was a blur. Izaya laughed. Crazily. Insanely. Izaya did not stop laughing till his spinning was ruddly stopped by someone.

"You Izaya Orihara?" The squat man wearing a hoody asked his voice slow and steady with a hint of slurr. Izaya cocked his head to the side and gave a shit eating grin at the man, his eye giving him a more demonic appearance.

"Who wants to know~" He asked the grin still in place. The hoodied man shoock his head and chuckled.

"Well why don't you find out then heh." The question was framed more as a statement as the man grabbed Izaya's wrist and started to drag him out the chair. Izaya cursed if this was a fight of agility then he'd be sure to win, but on a test of strength? He had no chance. He might fight with Shizuo often but he always made sure that he was a distance between them so he had more room to doge the brutes attempts at squashing him. Izaya yelped as the man ruffly pulled him out of his chair almost dislocating his shoulder in the process. Izaya hissed in pain as his free had made a dash for his flick blade, only to be to slow as the man placed a cloth over his face. Izaya grabbed at the mans hand that had hold of the cloth hoping that he could get it away from his face. Izaya gave up and started using his free hand to run it across the desk hoping to find something to hit the man over the head with as in his panic he'd forgotten about the flick blade in his pocket. Izaya's arm flailed around the desk knocking things to the floor as his vision started to darken. 

izaya pov~~~~~~~

My vision started to fade. The world was going black. No, no...NO I don't want to be trapped in darkness again. Someone, anyone! Help me help! Miagi? Shizuo... ShizuoShizuoSHIZUOSHIZUO. I don't want... to fade...back...to....dark...ness.

Norm pov~~~~~~~

The man in the hoodie looked down triumphantly down at his victim - his target. He shrugged his shoulders and picked up the limp informant fully aware of who it was because he never failed. The hooded man dug out a white and a black rose and dropped them on the floor as he was told, then he left the building to travel to where he was asked to bring the informant.

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"Hey, Izaya the douche paid for your information." Miagi said mockingly as she held up the brown envelope and waved it around. After hearing the unusual sound of silence to meet her she looked up from the floor by her feet to see the trashed apartment. Miagi looked again one eyebrow raised delicately as she scanned the room, 'maybe Shizuo came here?' she mused as looked at the mess around the desk. 'But Izaya's coat is sti-' Miagi's eyes widened at the sight of the abnormal coloured roses.

"No.." Miagi dropped the money and went closer to inspect them. They were. Miagi cursed and punched the floor. She needs to get Shizuo. Miagi looked up as she thought that and as soon as the thought had finished crossing her mind she was up and running out the door.

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Shizuo looked at the pattern made by his cigarette smoke. He breathed out and started to breath in, but chocked as someone tackled him from behind. Shizuo snapped his cigarette in half and threw it to the floor not even processing that this person was not Izaya before he went to punch the offender.

"SHizuo S-Shizuo help *breath* Izaya *breath* kidnapped. Please Help" Miagi gripped the collar of his shirt and shook it making Shizuo's head move back and forth as he tried to detangle Miagi's grip on him.

"Okay... OKAY. Jesus let go already!" Shizuo yelled losing his temper quickly at Miagi who was in hysterics. Shizuo waited till she had caught her breath before asking:

"Where is he?"

"Well..."