(Shizuo's POV)
My eyes widened as I felt a tear come. "What do you mean?" I clenched my fists. How bad was it? What have I done? She looked at me.
"His neck is badly broken... He may be paralysed or unable to ever speak again... Possibly both..." She replied. I couldn't believe my ears. No way.
"You're kidding me right?!" I asked her with clenched teeth.
"I'm sorry..." She replied. "We'll have to take more X-rays and try to find a way to fix it but it would take a miracle..."
I closed my eyes tightly. She left the room or went to.
"Hey! How long til' he wakes up?!" I asked. She shook her head.
"I don't know." She then left quickly. The moment after she left there was a raspy,damaged laugh.
"I ...was...wondering... When she would... Leave." He laughed again. My eyes widened. I was so relieved.
"Izaya!" I hugged him tightly.
"Thanks..... Shizu-chan... God I sound awful..." He laughed raspily again. I hugged him even more tightly.
"Stop complaining... At least you CAN talk!" I scolded him. He mumbled something I couldn't hear. Then his eyes grew wide.
"Shizu-chan... I... Can't feel my shoulders... Or anything below them..." He told me. My God. He's paralyzed.
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Switchblades and Vending Machines (Shizuo X Izaya)
Fanfiction(YAOI WARNING!) They always had a love hate relationship. Shizuo was always chasing Izaya with a street sign or a vending machine or anything else that was "on hand" while Izaya did anything he could do to piss Shizuo off. That was the way they did...
