Love Me Till The End

Chapter Nine

Izaya sighed to himself as he took another bite out of the sandwich he had made, lost in thought. Shizuo sat on the couch in the living room with a blank expression. Well...the blond never really showed much emotion these days.

It had been a month and a half since Shinra 'saved them' as the doctor put it. They hadn't been out of the apartment yet, Shinra explaining it was still far too soon for them to venture out. Staring at the front door that was locked from the outside, Izaya couldn't help but feel he wouldn't be able to skip down the streets of Ikebukuro for a long time.

If ever.

Plopping down beside his undead partner -Oh how he loved referring to Shizuo and himself as zombies, especially with how much it pissed the ex bartender off- Izaya handed over a plate with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for the blond. Shizuo took it slowly, shooting Izaya a suspicious look.

"You didn't poison it, did you?" He asked gruffly, eyes narrowed.

Izaya simply laughed, waving Shizuo off. "Please, there wouldn't be any point. We both know Shinra would just bring you back again." He teased.

Shizuo lowered his head, eyebrows furrowed. "No, he'd bring back a different robot meant to act like Heiwajima Shizuo." He replied softly.

Izaya leaned against the couch, rolling his eyes. "How long are you going to mope about what happened?" He asked, voice turning harsh.

The raven's eyes narrowed even more.

"We died. We were hit by a car and perished. Yeah, it's rather tragic I suppose but Shinra brought us back! Even if we aren't exactly our original selves. We are Izaya and Shizuo!" He snapped.

Izaya blinked in confusion as Shizuo let out a low, sullen laugh that was devoid of any humor. "Ya know, Shinra didn't get to see all of my body. There's no birthmark I had on my foot, my hair is about a half inch longer than it should be, and my dick is bigger than it was before." Shizuo raised his head to look back up at Izaya now, his eyes every bit as hard.

"So tell me more about how we're still those people, Izaya. Because you know what, you're right: they ARE dead. And they aren't coming back." Shizuo growled and stood up, practically towering over the informant now. His mocha eyes were blazing with fury and he clenched his fists. The plate in his hand shattered, falling to the floor.

Izaya couldn't take his eyes off Shizuo, feeling his resolve begin to crumble as the elephant in the room was finally addressed. He knew exactly what the blond was saying, he'd simply chosen to ignore it.

He ignored the fact that his eyes were a brighter red than his original rustic ones. He always glanced away when he saw the scar on his side from that time he'd been stabbed replaced by smooth, creamy skin. Izaya even chose to remain ignorant about the fact that his own length had become smaller. (Damn that Shinra, he probably made it that way on purpose).

"What do you want from me, Shizu-chan? Even if I agreed with you, what would it matter? Shinra isn't going to let us die. If you off yourself he truly would just bring you back. So what are you hoping to get out of this discussion?" Izaya asked with a defeated sigh, leaning back against the sofa. He closed his eyes, suddenly feeling exhausted.

He couldn't help but feel glad that Shinra still let him feel tired.

Shizuo frowned at Izaya's questions, knowing deep down that the raven was just as right as he was. What could he do, anyway? Shinra would immediately bring him back.

The blond suddenly tensed, his eyes widening. Wait...no. He'd just told Izaya how it wouldn't be him, it would be some other version of Shizuo! Meaning that if he broke down and...died, he himself wouldn't be coming back.

Another robot would.

"I'm gonna go try and see if Celty will talk to me yet. She should be in her room right now." Shizuo muttered, bending down to pick up broken pieces of the plate below him. Perhaps soon...He would be just like it.

Izaya watched Shizuo throw the trashed plate into the garbage with slitted eyes. "Alright, it's not like I can stop you." He breathed out, shrugging nonchalantly as he flipped the channel onto Doctor Who. Relaxing on the couch, Izaya chuckled.

"This show is so relatable...ne, Shizu-chan?" He murmured, watching his old enemy disappear out of the room.

Shizuo walked to the back of Shinra's house quickly, finding Celty's room. It had previously been used for storage as Celty and Shinra shared a bedroom. During the past month however...Celty had moved into that room on her own despite the doctor's pleas for her to stay.

"Celty, open the door. I know you're in there. We have to talk!" He knocked on the door repeatedly, not willing to take no for an answer. Everything remained completely silent, making him believe she really was set on pretending he was dead.

Well...who was the one truly pretending, here?

The front door cracked open, revealing his best friend. Celty had her helmet tilted as she waited for an explanation.

"Celty..." Shizuo started, taking a deep breath before looking up at her with determined eyes.

"I need you to kill me."

AAHH I'M BACK! Sorry for the super long hiatus, school always gets crazy busy during the last couple months. Anyhow, summer has indeed arrived so expect much more frequent updates!
Now if you will excuse me, it's time to take care of my other series that I've abandoned for so long!
Hope you enjoyed the angst~ ;)