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Who: Izaya, Dark Link (Sola), Shizuo, and Zelda
Where: On one of the higher buildings in Vatheon for Link and Izaya, ground for Zelda and Shizuo. Yanno how it goes.
When: Friday Evening- just before the sun sets.
Style: Prose for emotionally cryptic content and whatever.
Status: Closed

There had always been a lurking desire, a curiosity of what it was like to die. Izaya liked to think that every human had that curiosity. They wanted to see what dying felt like. They wanted to see, especially, what came after death. Izaya, while an atheist, had always wondered what lay in store for the demsie of his self. There was a thick fear of no longer existing in the world. Perhaps that was the thing that had drawn him to be so fascinated with people who were suicidal. He always wondered how their mind-track worked. How did they actually get to the decision that they wished to die? How, how, how? Izaya was a little surprised more people in Vatheon didn't kill themselves just to understand. Then again, Izaya came from a world of mild despair and heavy apathy.

His shoes were just barely over the edge of the building. It was a long fall but he had made falls like this before. But he had always skidded over the side of the building and used it to break in the fall and narrowed his body down to more so run along the side rather than fall. Today, he would not do that.

At first, he had planned on simply watching Sola fall and explode out in a pile of gore at the very bottom- but....Then a black thought came to mind.

What if he jumped too? A smirk slowly crafted itself across his face and a rare form of insanity breached upon his expression. He was a horrible person and he was so very aware of that. The irony of it all were the people who tried to reassure him that no, no he was a good person somewhere in it all.

Sickly enough, deep down, Izaya knew that that actually just simply wasn't true.

He knew that this was taking a knife to any foundation of a relationship Shizuo and himself had but what did it matter? As far as Izaya was concerned, he was more alone than ever before. Shizuo was preoccupied with the past himself and Izaya had never said that this would be easy. Izaya felt a disgusting amount of hate and spite towards Shizuo. As well as Zelda. He wanted to hurt her in indescribable ways. He wanted to hurt Shizuo and deliver to him the pain of the world. He wanted to split apart his mind at the seams and shove his heart into a pit of acid.

Since Shizuo had so generously given him his heart to do with as he pleased.

Izaya knew that that man would never love him, never find him important- his most important.

Maybe it had cracked Izaya deeper than he'd ever be able to explain. Maybe this was his breaking point. But it was a glorious breaking point if there ever was one.

And he spread his arms out like a holy saint of the suicide and twirled carelessly on the edge.

He faced Sola, smile of sheer excitement on his face.

"They should be here soon."

He had sent both Shizuo and Zelda individual texts to excitedly request them to meet them where both Sola and Izaya were. And Izaya only wished the building were lower- if only to see their faces.

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"Because of me." He didn't say anything else, he just went inside to get a bundle of sheets to lay on the spare bed so that Sola wouldn't make a mess of it. Sheik had already thanked Guy, and he didn't feel like talking any more.

Guy gave a firm nod in return, slipping away so that Zelos could take Sola's body. "I'll keep things quiet for now. Someone should probably be notified about the scene, before people wake up and panic. Take care, you two."

And with that, he turned on his heel and quietly made his way back down the street. Let them break the news - it was their right to do so, as far as Guy knew. And as concerned as he was for Zelda, he barely knew the woman enough to offer support.

Right now, he would just have to figure out how to handle Ion's inevitable reaction to this whole mess. And he had a long enough walk home to mull over it.

Edited (FFF third person, hah) 2012-02-26 23:37 (UTC)

It took Zelos a moment to place Guy's voice but he remembers it from their conversation regarding what to do about Yuno. Now isn't exactly the time for pleasantries though and Zelos lets him head off, hitching Sola up on his shoulders and walking inside, pulling the door closed with his foot. He pads, barefoot (since that's how he had been just around the house) to the spare room where he can hear Sheik rustling around and carefully lowers the body to the prepared bed. It's not a permanent solution, but now isn't exactly the time to discuss what to do with him.

Arms now free, Zelos wastes no time in pulling Sheik into an embrace. "It's not your fault." His voice is comforting, but firm, brokering no argument.

She dropped the transformation, shaking her head.

"They called us there - Izaya and Sola. Me and Shizuo, I mean. It was definitely because of me. I love him, but not like that. I can't."

Zelda ran a hand through her hair, then paused, looking at the blood on it. "I'm going to take a bath," she mumbled, moving away if Zelos let her. She didn't want to be around anyone just then, she just wanted to finish crying it out.

Zelos holds onto her tightly for a moment, not allowing her to escape just yet. "You're not responsible for the stupid shit other people do, alright? I understand, I do, believe me."

He swallows, thinking briefly of his mother's death and how everything would have been better if just.. maybe it would have been him. But it's different. Zelda's different. She's kind and caring and has a wicked sense of humor and doesn't deserve to be made to feel this way. He's irrationally angry at Sola for doing something so selfish to her.

"It's not your fault." He says it again firmly and lets her go, reaching to brush the hair out of her face gently. "You just remember that. I'll get the whole story later, for now you go ahead and wash up. I'll take care of things in the mean time."

She just waited quietly until he was finished and went downstairs, locking the door behind her. If Zelos could take a two-hour bath, then she could too. And she would, making sure to keep the water running the whole time so that she wasn't overheard.

Zelos gives her space for quite some time, trying to figure out what to do with the body so Zelda doesn't have to deal with it. He decides, because of the general likelihood of the medical staff here in Vatheon to experiment on a corpse that perhaps this is as good a solution as any until Sola revives in a few days, though he'll have to see about some kind of stasis spell. No one wants to smell rotting flesh, especially in their own home.

He decides he should also make a post on the network to inform any friends Sola may have, but he needs a little more detail on what happened if he's to answer any questions about it. He dallies until Zelda's time in the bathroom nears the two hour mark, then knocks gently.

"Zelda, Hunny?"

She started, turning the water off. It wasn't as if she was in the bath anymore, she was just running the faucet. Zelda grabbed a bathrobe and tied it on, taking a moment to compose herself before answering.

"Yes, what is it?"

"I just figured someone should write a post so anyone who knows him won't be left in the dark. I'll do it, I just kind of... need to know what to say. We don't have to talk about it anymore after, if you'd prefer."

He's pretty sure he'll need to bring it up on the sly again later if Zelda looks like she's not getting it together, but he's no idiot and knows she needs time to grieve at least for a little while.

She paused and wiped her eyes, then opened the door. It wasn't often that Zelda looked like a mess, but with her hair still damp and not brushed a bit, she definitely did at the moment. At least she wasn't the type to get blotchy when she cried.

"What is there to say? He did not leave a note of any sort. And mentioning the circumstances of his death would be... uncomfortable. For both of us. Simply say that he won't be back for five days," she replied, voice wavering on the last part. Would Sola be back? He wasn't like other people. Something felt strange about him.

"Alright, if you're sure that's what you want to say." He's fairly certain there'll be questions he'll have to answer, but he'll just have to do that to the best of his ability. For now, he doesn't want to push Zelda. She's had a rough time as it is.

"Look, do you... I don't mean this as a come on or anything, but do you want to sleep in my bed with me tonight? I swear, hands to myself. I just figure, y'know, human contact and comfort."

It was a sign of how exhausted she was that Zelda didn't blush or protest at the offer. She lowered her head and actually considered it. She had been planning on simply allowing herself to have a dreamless sleep, but she was aware that the brain needed time to process large events. She didn't want to wake up and be alone. There was still the matter of Shizuo and Izaya to worry about, too - had Shizuo managed to catch up with him? Would he figure out exactly what they were thinking when they jumped? The princess shook her head, forcing herself to not think about it. One thing at a time, she couldn't do more than that right now.

"Alright."

With a nod, Zelos takes Zelda's hand gently and climbs the stairs, opening the door to his room. He allows her to get comfortable for a few minutes as he goes off to change and comes back in loose pajama pants and a tank top. The tank is in deference to his guest's sensibilities; she doesn't allow him to walk around the house without a shirt so he can't imagine she'd be to comfortable sleeping in the same bed as him without one either.

He slides in next to her and outs the light, rolling over to pull her up next to him loosely in a comfortable embrace.

The post can wait until morning.

She didn't say anything else, curling over slightly to touch her forehead to his chest and closing her eyes. It was unlikely she would manage to sleep that much, but Zelos being nearby was more comforting than she cared to admit. She stayed there quietly without another word for the entire night unless spoken to.

Edited 2012-02-27 09:09 (UTC)

After several hours of laying awake together in silence, Zelos shifts his weight slightly.

This isn't really helping her much. What was that song..?

Clearing his throat quietly, the Chosen begins to hum. It's a low sound, almost just a rumble in his chest, but the tune is quite clearly the lullaby Zelda sings for them every so often when they need to sleep and don't wish to dream. He knows he can't do the same magic with it, he doesn't know the spell, but the song itself he hopes will be some comfort.

The song reminded her of Impa instantly, another person that gave everything for her without hesitation. Someone that she would never see again. She bit down on her lip and tried not to cry, but didn't have much success.

And then she suddenly threw her arms around Zelos and held on tight, just giving up completely on holding her tears back. She knew he wouldn't bring this up again later, so it would be alright.

The sudden press of Zelda's arms around him disrupts his humming but he doesn't mind. In fact, he expected something of this reaction and simply strokes her hair gently with his hands, trying to just be a comforting presence and a steady shoulder for her to cry on.

He holds her all through the night and doesn't let go until she does first.

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