Amnesiac Diary

Chapter 2 (28)

When the car pulled into Haru's driveway, only Hikaru and Izaya went to greet her. Climbing up the concrete steps towards the entrance, foliage covered the almost full flower garden. A mixture of Dahlias and Freesia covered the space below the windows. A heavy bush of blue flowers at the the corners with a small shrub beside it. The left side looked almost identical to the right, only difference being the placement of a few species. Izaya rings the doorbell and a woman in her late twenties came to greet them. She had the same boring brown hair as most of the population had, but her emerald eyes were different. She was wearing gray sweatpants, light blue blouse with small beads stitched around the collar, and a pair of black rimmed glasses sat comfortably on her nose. She gave a smile at first but when she saw who it was, her smile strained, and it didn't hide her disgust. 

"Why are you here" She asked in a not so delighted tone. Izaya decided to make things clear before there was a problem with his, apparently, past self. 

"Look, I need your help. If you know me then I suggest you get those traits out of your mind because I have amnesia and the only thing I know about myself is my name."

"How do I know that you're not playing tricks again, why bring it up?"

"I don't want any problems. I have hospital records that I can give you if you want proof." She look between Hikaru and Izaya before bursting out in a fit of giggles. The couple looked at her like she grew two heads. 

"What is so funny about this" asked Hikaru. Haru calmed down a bit before speaking.

"Wait, you're serious? This isn't a joke? Wow, I never thought the self proclaimed Great Izaya Orihara  would be reckless enough to lose his memories! Sorry, let's start over, it's sort of obvious you're not the same as before. For one, you had no friends so he," she pointed at Hikaru "wouldn't be here." She reached out to shake hands and Izaya took it.  A cold smile on her face as she said, "But I'll be sure to check those hospital records." They went inside.

"Now that that's out of the way, what can I do for you?" She went into the kitchen, grabbing something. Meanwhile, Izaya and Hikaru glanced at each other before facing her again, only she was standing beside the coffee table, pouring a cup of tea for her guests.

"Someone's been sending me letters for almost a year now, but it started a few weeks after I moved into my new house. I told the police after the letters started getting worse but they dropped the case after a few weeks. Can you find out who it is?"

"Yes, but what do you mean by getting worse?"

"At first the letters were more of a love/hate letter. The writer wanted to do some creepy stuff with me. After a few months, they were more hateful than anything and more threatening. That's when I notified the police. I have the letters with me if you want to see them, one of which I haven't opened." Haru left the room to get her laptop. Izaya thought of something to help her and opened the unopened letter. A powder like substance spread through the air and Izaya almost immediately inhaled it and started coughing hysterically. He thought he would've coughed out his lungs if it kept up any longer. Unfortunately, black started to creep into his eyesight. Hikaru and Haru came to his side, Hikaru was covering his nose with his shirt, only one hand and Haru held a rag to cover her nose. Hikaru held his lover when Izaya's stance started to weaken. Haru was in another room calling someone. Izaya lost consciousness only moments after she came onto the room.

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Thanks for reading. The computer was free and I was able to upload a chapter. I might not be so lucky the next time, not only that but it might take longer because I hit a writer's block for the next chapter.