A/N I bet you guys though I wouldn't do this again! But I got an idea. Enjoy. [You'll get it after this]
Shizuo's POV
I stood there, watching Izaya closely. He looks as if he hasn't eaten in days, his raven hair is messy, and his bright crimson eyes looked vacant. It was also pretty obvious that he hasn't slept in a while. With his pale skin and glossy eyes, he looks just like a doll.
Considering all these factors together means that he is pretty weak right now, I don't take anything that may start a fight.
But all of that is tossed out the window when he opens his mouth for the 50th time today.
Without thinking, I pull a street sign up from it's rightful place and swung. The fear and guilt didn't hit until I heard a small wimper and saw Izaya on the ground, blood coming out of his stomach.
He smirked, as if this was a plan, and then smiled. "I kn-knew you'd eventually do this," he stuttered, making my heart break, "Just had t-to push you a l-little more" The smile on his face only shattered me.
I picked him up, he feels as light as a doll, too. I carried him to Shinra's, desperate to fix what I did to Izaya. I am a monster. ..
I waited 4 hours until Shinra came out of his 'operating room', I prayed he'd gibe me good news, but the tears in his eyes said it all. Before I knew it, my eyes, too, were watering.
I walked into the room that now held a pale, lifeless Izaya. Who resembled a doll in every way. His smooth, pale skin looked like porcelain, his crimson eyes now like glass. A permanent little smile on his perfect pink lips, the ones I love.
I sobbed multiple apologies, repeating a phrase I have died to say many, many times, 'I love you'.
Timeskip
Today is his funeral. He looked perfect. Like a little doll in a cozy box, it would be opened for another 5 days for family to see him.
Then, I got a plan. I sent Shinra email instructions before perfectly performing the plan.
Izaya's POV
I've always loved watching my humans. But since a few days ago, I've had a whole new view of them. I am above them all, able to see more of them, yet see them more clearly!
I miss my switchblades, and my 'friends', but it isn't too bad.
I have spent most of my time by the ledge, not really wanting to go back, but just wanting to watch, longing to know what the most important one down there is doing, Shizu-chan.
I haven't seen him since yesterday. Where is he?
Staring down, I looked for him, I miss him much more than I thought I would.
I sat down on the edge, crying a little bit. I'm not supposed to cry. .. I'm Izaya Orihara for God's sake!
"Turn around, Flea!" I jumped slightly as I heard a voice. Is that.... no, it can't be!
I turned around... it is.
I wanted to both smile and cry at the sight in front of me. Shizu-chan.
Before I could think of anytning to say, he had me in a trapping hug, crying into , my hair.
"B-but, Shizu-chan. .. you hated me... you killed me.... I thought my plan was perfect..."
He pulled away, holding me out at arms length, "What plan?"
I sighed, he still doesn't get it. "I decided that suicide was not going to satisfy me, so I decided to die at the hands of my beloved monster. That's you, Shizu-chan. "
He held me to his chest. "Look down, I did this for you..." He pointed at the church that I was going to have my funeral at.
"I love you, Flea," he smiled, holding me tight, and it didn't matter how tight because we couldn't get physical wounds without physical bodies.
"I love you too, Shizu-chan! "
We smiled, staring down as two bodies were buried in one coffin, a tall blonde holding a small brunet.
We will be here together, forever.
We laughed and joked about how from here, they looked like they were in a box, two porcelain dolls, gently being lowered into the Earth.
A/N Hey! So, I hope it doesn't suck as much as i think it does, I really try for you guys! Love you guys!
<3Lizzy
