Are You Crying, Too?

Gone

The house that Izaya Orihara gave me the coordinates to was a simple two story house.  It was dusty yellow and the outside yard remained wild and uncared for.  Whoever lived here didn't take care of the place.  I went up to the door and knocked on it, expecting someone to open it.  When no one answered, I looked around and tried to see if anyone in the small neighborhood was watching.  When I saw no one outside, I quickly open the door and rushed in.

The inside of the house was dark.  I took out the flashlight that I had attached to my belt and turned it on.  The inside was well-kept.  I couldn't see any dust on anything.  Someone lives here.  The walls were tan and the floor was made out of carpet in all of the rooms but the open kitchen and bathroom.  

When you first enter the house, you see the dinning room with the wooden table and chairs.  You then had to walk into the house a little to see the kitchen, which was only separated from the dinning room by its counters.  If you walked straight from the front door, you went into the living room, which had stairs thar lead to the upstairs and two doors.  One of the doors lead to a bathroom, while the other lead to a large empty room.  If you just entered the house and tuned to your right, you would see a short hallway.  That hallway lead to the basement.  

I had already searched all of the rooms besides the basement.  I was getting frustrated.  It didn't seem that anyone was held captive here.  Was that damned shit-head lying to me?  Was Deku really here?  I growled quietly.  This is pissing me off.  

I slammed open the basement door.  What I saw stopped my thoughts completely.  All that was in the room was a chair.  And blood...  A lot of blood.  I walked closer to the chair before I heard the sound of movement that only a gun could make.  I turned around slowly, only to see multiple guns somehow being held up above the door.  All of the guns were pointing towered me.  Shit.  Fucking gods shit.  I slowly backed out of the room.  Thankfully, the guns didn't activate.  I wanted to get a better look at the chair, and maybe see if their were any green hairs left behind.  But I didn't want to risk it.  If I was dead, their would be no one to save Deku.

I walked back upstairs to think.  Who's blood was it?  Who bled that much blood?  Who?  My mind looked for answers that were not there.  I stared to freak out.  With all that blood...  I didn't know anyone that could survive losing that much blood.  How much were they hurt?  I clenched my fists before falling to my knees.  My thoughts went crazy.

God Dammit!  God fucking dammit!  Where the hell is he!?  Did that fucking Izaya lie to me!?  Where the fuck did Deku go!?  He's gone!  He's not here!  And that blood...  Who's blood was it?  Was it Deku's?  Or did someone else leave it behind?  Whoever's blood had leaked over that chair must have been dead.  Please...  Don't let it be you Deku.  Please, say I wasn't too late.  Say that I still have time.  Someone!  Please!  This is driving me fucking insane!  Not knowing if he's really dead...  Not knowing where he is...  It's killing me!  Why the fuck can't I find him!?  He's somewhere in this world!  He has to be!  He's not fucking...  He's not dead!  I won't let him be!  I'll drag him from the clouds of Heaven and the pits of Hell if I habe have to!  I won't let him die!  I won't!  I'm not just gonna let the possibility of his being alive tear my heart if it gets disproved! 
I wouldn't be able to handle it...  My heart would break more than it already was...  The only glue that could fix my heart was Deku.  He was the only one who could put me back together.  Even if he despises me, even if he's afraid of me, I need him.  That's why I need to save him.  That's why I was so desperate.  I was being selfish.  I only wanted to save Deku so that I could be happy again.  So that I could smile.  

Shit...  I'm crying.  I'm crying in this empty house.  In the house that might of had Deku in it just a little while ago.  If only I was faster.  If only I was there to save him.  Then none of this would have happened.  None of it.  Everything would be fine.  I would be happy.  If only I could see the future.

"Fuck me," I whispered as I cried.  " fuck me over, why don't you!  You've already put me through Hell! What worse could happen!? " I slammed my balled fists into the ground, my back arched over my knees.  My teas fell to the ground with a loud splash. It was all I could hear for the next while.

Once I had enough of my own tears, I stood up.  

I'm done with this place.  I walked over to wooden chairs and table.  Then, I placed my palm on its surface.  I want to see the place burn down.  I don't care that it's illegal.  I can't stand the thought of it being here.  Untouched.  Intact.  

Small explosions started to form on my palm.  Soon, the table caught on fire.  I watched as the fire spread agonisingly slowly.  It climbed down the table and caught both the floor and chair on fire.  The flames spread throughout the house, consuming everything it could.  It licked the tan walls before backing off, only to lick it once again.  I turned around, leaving the fire to do it's job.  Letting it consume the entire house in its gluttonous rampage.  I walked out of the house with the large wall of flames glowing behind me.  The last I saw of the house was the flames threading itself through its walls when I turned to take one last look at it.  No one saw me as I left the area.  No one figured out that I was the one that set fire to that damned building.

All my minds eye saw for the rest of that day was those flames.  They reminded me of myself.  They reminded me of the fact that I would take down everything in my path just to find the one person that I've ever loved.  Just to find Deku.  I just lost a large clue.  But that wouldn't stop my search.  I'd search until I was covered in my own blood.  I'd keep going forward even if all of my limbs were gone and a murderer was standing above me with a loaded gun.  Deku is out there.  And I'll find him.  Even if I'm just being selfish, I'll find him.  I swear on everything I hold dear to me.

I needed to cheer myself up before I search for more clues, however.  I might just give up on everything if my mental state goes to zero.  I knew who could cheer me up.  Kirishima.  I guess I should visit him...