It seemed to be another depressing day in the insane asylum of Shinjuku, Tokyo. It was a very dull day; it was the same routine over and over again. Two infamous names of Ikebukuro, their minds wasting away.
It was simple, Izaya Orihara, a corrupted information broker who was mentally unstable at that. He was sent to an asylum to spend the rest of his years recuperating. All he did in his sorry excuse of a room was talk to himself and hope that the voices in his head would stop screaming. He would never admit he was crazy though, oh no, no, no, no. He was a god not a lunatic! He loved his people and they loved him! He was not normal but he was not a lunatic!
Shizuo Heiwajima was completely different though. A beast, a monster that had brute …show more content…
An hour of activity for all the patients outside. Both of them sighed and were led outside to exercise. Then raven would stand there and wait for someone to yell at him for not participating. The blonde however, actually tried to exercise to mask the pain at least for an hour. Izaya was leaning against the wall trying to keep the voices in his head from speaking to him. He noticed the blonde and grinned. Someone to talk to! He skipped to him and giggled "Ne~ hello there stranger! I'm Orihara Izaya. Who are you?~" He said in a singsong voice and Shizuo just glared at him. Who the hell was this and why was he speaking to him. "...go away …show more content…
Now we should convince this mutt to be our friend correct? We can all become friends right?" Izaya nodded to himself and he tugged on Shizuo's arm "Come on tell me your name! I want my friends to know you!" Of course they weren't his friends but they talked to him. "Friends?" The blonde looked around for someone to show but saw no one. Izaya giggled and pointed to his head, "Right here! I have many friends that talk to me! Now tell me who you are!" The blonde sighed, "Shizuo...and you?"
"Izaya! You know I think we'll all be great friends! I can feel something great! No! Please be my friend please!" The raven pleaded and clung to the blonde. "Shizuo. Shizuo. Shizuo..ah no! Want to play a game?" Shizuo looked down at him, "What kind of game..?" Izaya just shrugged, "Any is fine! I don't care! I want need something to do."
The blonde pried the other off his arm and growled low, "No. I don't. I don't want friends. "
Of course this mutt would say that. Ugh typical. "Why not? Did you do something awful?" Shizuo grumbled, letting out a small sigh. "Yeah..I..I did." Izaya stood there like a pesky cat that wanted you to give him more and even then he wouldn't leave. Just as Shizuo was to speak, the raven placed a finger to his lips, "Shh no need to explain. I bet I can already guess what you did to make it here." Shizuo furrowed his brows and he noticed that Izaya's words were dripping with venom. Bittersweet was a better way of explaining
It was simple, Izaya Orihara, a corrupted information broker who was mentally unstable at that. He was sent to an asylum to spend the rest of his years recuperating. All he did in his sorry excuse of a room was talk to himself and hope that the voices in his head would stop screaming. He would never admit he was crazy though, oh no, no, no, no. He was a god not a lunatic! He loved his people and they loved him! He was not normal but he was not a lunatic!
Shizuo Heiwajima was completely different though. A beast, a monster that had brute …show more content…
An hour of activity for all the patients outside. Both of them sighed and were led outside to exercise. Then raven would stand there and wait for someone to yell at him for not participating. The blonde however, actually tried to exercise to mask the pain at least for an hour. Izaya was leaning against the wall trying to keep the voices in his head from speaking to him. He noticed the blonde and grinned. Someone to talk to! He skipped to him and giggled "Ne~ hello there stranger! I'm Orihara Izaya. Who are you?~" He said in a singsong voice and Shizuo just glared at him. Who the hell was this and why was he speaking to him. "...go away …show more content…
Now we should convince this mutt to be our friend correct? We can all become friends right?" Izaya nodded to himself and he tugged on Shizuo's arm "Come on tell me your name! I want my friends to know you!" Of course they weren't his friends but they talked to him. "Friends?" The blonde looked around for someone to show but saw no one. Izaya giggled and pointed to his head, "Right here! I have many friends that talk to me! Now tell me who you are!" The blonde sighed, "Shizuo...and you?"
"Izaya! You know I think we'll all be great friends! I can feel something great! No! Please be my friend please!" The raven pleaded and clung to the blonde. "Shizuo. Shizuo. Shizuo..ah no! Want to play a game?" Shizuo looked down at him, "What kind of game..?" Izaya just shrugged, "Any is fine! I don't care! I want need something to do."
The blonde pried the other off his arm and growled low, "No. I don't. I don't want friends. "
Of course this mutt would say that. Ugh typical. "Why not? Did you do something awful?" Shizuo grumbled, letting out a small sigh. "Yeah..I..I did." Izaya stood there like a pesky cat that wanted you to give him more and even then he wouldn't leave. Just as Shizuo was to speak, the raven placed a finger to his lips, "Shh no need to explain. I bet I can already guess what you did to make it here." Shizuo furrowed his brows and he noticed that Izaya's words were dripping with venom. Bittersweet was a better way of explaining