Let Me Love You (Shizaya fanfic)

Chapter 5: Change

Edited

Shizuo's pov:

Wait, what? Did I just hear Izaya's sister say that he loves me? No. That's can't be true. I hate the damn flea, and he hates me! I blink then shake my head, soon laughing incredulously. I thought that maybe this was a joke Hana made just for me to like the flea back. He can't possibly like me, can't he?

"You must be joking, Hana. There's no way the flea loves me!", I exclaim.

"I promised him not to tell you, but I guess I messed up, ne~?", she sighs. "Shizuo, Izaya always talked about you to me because he was in love with you. Ever since high school."

[Then why does he annoy Shizuo so much?], Celty typed.

"Celty, Shizuo started that. Iza-chan wanted to befriend him, but he greeted him with a fist! He knew that Shizuo hated him, so he decided to play along even if we both knew how much it was hurting him.", she says, a sad gaze over her eyes.

"I–", I was cut off by the close of a door.

We turn to see Shinra close a door to his operating room and breathe in a heavy sigh. Hana sat back down on the couch after standing up to yell at me. Celty walked over to Shinra, then showed him what she typed on her phone. He just smiled, then walked towards Hana and I.

Hana fixed her headband and said, "Shinra, how's Izaya?"

"Could be worse. But he's lucky to have a few broken ribs and bruises. His lung was almost punctured, but fine nonetheless. Though, Hana-san, did you know Izaya was depressed?", Shinra asked.

"What?! I didn't even know that he was!", Hana exclaimed, standing from the couch again.

"Apparently, he was. I found traces of different kinds of pills in his immune system, and there were scars on his arms, most likely self-infliction.", Shinra says.

"What were the pills?", Hana asked.

"I could identify a few. Advil, ibuprofen, depression pills, and morphine. There was a bit of nicotine as well.", Shinra informs.

After that, Hana dashed to a spare guest room Shinra had placed Izaya in. Shinra and Celty followed her while I got up and started to walk out of their apartment. I walked back towards my home, then I heard footsteps following. I turn around to see a worried Kadota. 'Hm. That's weird. Kadota rarely ever has that look.', I thought.

"Hey, man. Have you seen a woman with black hair, white headband and wear an identical jacket like Izaya's?", Kadota asks.

"You mean his sister, Hana?", I say.

"Yeah, her. Do you know where she is? I. . . .I was worried.", he says.

"Yeah. She's at Shinra's apartment. Don't bother her though. She's dealing with her brother.", I said.

"Oh,"

"Hey, mind telling me if she's the one that hit me a while ago?", I ask.

"Oh. . . .Yeah. She did. She sorta has that kind of strength like you, Shizuo.", he says.

I nodded before continuing my way home, waving goodbye as I walked. I start collecting my thought of the day, finding it impossible for the flea to love me. I mean, how could he? We've been fighting since high school, we've hated each others guts, and always threatened to kill each other. Now that I mention it, there always seemed to be a pained look behind Izaya's eyes whenever he would say that I should die.

Sometimes, I would even get this weird feeling when I saw others around the flea. Like I wanted him close to me and others to stay away from me. I would get angry for no reason if I saw someone insulting or hurting the flea. I pisses me off, but never knew why! Did I like him? No way in fucking hell I do! But. . . . .I guess I could say I hate him a little less.

"Tch. Dammit. . . .! What the woman said is really getting to me! Izaya couldn't really love me, could he?", I thought out loud.

I had this warm feeling inside when I thought of the flea and I together. And I had this feeling like nausea when I remembered that I beat him half to death. That warm feeling and the nausea pisses me off, but thinking back to what Hana said, maybe I liked the flea. 'Maybe I should try being friends with him at least. . .,' I thought. But there was no way Hana would let me anywhere near her brother now.