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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 3:22:40 GMT -5
Alright.
I am through with this guy.
My feet find their way below me and I blink at Izaya, "I do no belong to Neku, if anything he belongs to me." My voice is cool, calm, collected... But below it all I can feel the burning rage of her. "You will not strike a deal involving me, you will not haggle me away."
Stepping calmly over I place a hand on Neku's shoulder, eyes staring blankly at Izaya. Before I speak.
"Your ploys are weak. Your temps useless," A small, dark smile creeps onto my face. "I think you've lost your touch, Izaya Orihara."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 11, 2012 3:25:09 GMT -5
Suddenly, I.... I could sense it. The difference. The binding on who I used to be had weakened enough for me to realize that... this Nami made me uneasy. She was... she wasn't....
What was happening to everyone in my life...?
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Nov 11, 2012 3:29:18 GMT -5
His eyes met hers..... for just a moment, his full power flooded the room. Ancient. A thousand years old and more.
And then he grinned.
"Do you wish to fight me, child? Come back in a few centuries. You wouldn't be able to lay a finger on me. These are my terms. You become mine, or I make him a demon and he takes all the consequences that come with it. If you don't let him make the choice on his own... well, it'll all be your fault if something bad comes of your own choice, won't it, little Namine?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 3:33:21 GMT -5
Her rage makes me snarl at the demon before me, but I just regard him a moment longer. Snorting I take a step back, "Neku... I'm going to kill him if he harms you... Even if I have to burn him from the inside out!" And suddenly my calm is gone and I glare. "I hate him... I hope him no well, just... MAKE YOUR CHOICE, alright?"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 11, 2012 3:36:58 GMT -5
I closed my eyes, because... even without the stakes, even without Namine being on the line... I knew what my choice was going to be. Asking Izaya what the price was that I would have to pay was stalling.
THe real price would be living like this. Half of who I am, forever. I shook my head. Stepped away from Izaya, snagged Namine's hand, pulled her towards me.
"Nami," I said quietly. "Even if you weren't on the line. Even if the price I had to choose was something trivial, unimportant... this is the choice I would make."
I turned to Izaya, Namine in my arms. My green eyes were level, and I felt the approval of that side of me as I met his eyes.
".....Make me like I was."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 3:40:16 GMT -5
I nod, "Good..." ... Its who you're meant to be, after all. And I turn my gaze onto Izaya. "You're the less painful answer at least."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 11, 2012 3:46:54 GMT -5
He nodded.
"That I am," Izaya said.
I glared, still holding Namine close.
"What a mean look for a man only doing what you ask," he said, sighing, shaking his head with an expansive shrug. "I warn you, the process still won't be pleasant, but it'll be much more pleasant than the alternative. After all, we have to remind your body of the way it's supposed to be. And then it'll have to change. Sure you don't want to change your mind? I suppose we could always have a duel..."
I shook my head emphatically.
"No. I want to be me again. I don't want to live a lie for the rest of my life... even if I have to give up everything."
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Nov 11, 2012 3:56:54 GMT -5
He laughed, examining the green eyes.
THere was fire in them yet.
"Just let me know when you want to begin. You may want to send your girlfriend out of the room... as I mentioned, it might be painful... besides, I don't think you would necessarily want to see you that way. You know what you looked like... she doesn't, still, I don't think. It would give you some time to get your guise back in place." He chuckled. "Wouldn't want to scare her away, now would we?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 3:59:50 GMT -5
"Neku is Neku," I frown at Izaya. "I will always love him, no matter what he looks like. No matter what he really is..." He holds half of who I am after all.
But I take a step back, "I will... Leave if you want... Though."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 11, 2012 4:11:12 GMT -5
"I...." I closed my eyes, thought for a moment. Then I shook my head.
"No. I want her here." That me had the right of it. "I... even if I'm completely inhuman. Which I'm not. She'd need to know eventually."
I shook my head again.
"...no. Unless there's a reason for her to leave, I want to keep Nami with me."
Then I turned to her. "Unless you don't want to stay. Since... well, he said it might be painful. Having my body change." I shook my head. "I... I love you, Namine. Whatever happens to me, whatever I look like... That's the truth."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 4:21:45 GMT -5
"I love you too," I take a step forward and then place a kiss to his cheek. "And I'll be by your side even after the ends of time."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 11, 2012 4:37:50 GMT -5
I nodded. "Yeah. Me too."
I took a step backwards and away from her. Then I turned to Izaya.
“I… I’m ready,” I said, not feeling ready at all.
But if the choice were between losing Namine, as well as a part of myself, and getting back everything I’d feared more than anything in the world, but keeping her safe by my side… there was no choice. Every cell in my body was screaming its incompleteness. In that room, staring into the eyes of the black-haired fox, it was there like a presence in the room.
I knew now why I hadn’t felt right or complete ever since breaking that first strand, and even though I was afraid, more afraid than I’d ever been in my life, my body was screaming to be whole again. That other half of my mind was ready to return. It reassured me, spoke in a voice much calmer than how it usually was. The glass strands had all snapped, and I knew what I was supposed to be.
Izaya changed, taking his true form in front of me. Shadows flowed over his body and left him... different in their wake. A black fox, taller than I was yet somehow not taking enough room to make the room seem cramped. I met its eyes.
The fox smiled that smile, the one I’d always found so annoying on its human face but which looked threatening and even scary on the fox’s face, and began to glow with green light.
It was like it were shedding a skin or coughing up something it shouldn’t have eaten, vaguely sick and wrong, but that light touched me and what looked disgusting in the process of the fox ridding itself of it, didn’t feel at all the way it seemed.
It felt like home. It felt like power. It felt incomplete, but where it touched me, I felt completeness.
It formed a silhouette, vaguely like me, only different somehow. Then it embraced me, and…
I felt it.
It moved inside me, restoring parts of me I wasn’t aware I’d lost. It hurt, more than anything except when Izaya had taken it from me in the first place, but it wasn’t a bad hurt. It hurt because it was healing.
I could feel the changes, my body returning to its original state. The first part, the one that hurt the most, was the recreation of the sockets that would hold the extra joints. My back exploded into white fire, but it felt far away, somehow, like I was feeling it secondhand. My skull, too, split with pain – not like a headache, but like someone were sawing open the bone. Then the skin on my back split to make room for bone to pierce the surface, and that pain was more real. I vaguely recall screaming, collapsing, curling up as the pain increased, then dulled. Existing structure wasn’t being altered now – the pain was only a dull prickle and ache as new nerve endings connected in muscles that grew off the existing ones, sparked to life and made sure they were alive. The headache began, centers in my brain that had long since shut down sparked to life again at the calling of those nerves and new limbs spasmed to life outside of conscious control, sinew and scale and leather wrapping them, spanning them, heavy and feather-light at the same time. Fingers gripping my head were pushed aside by a new growth of bone, this not connected to any joint or muscle, sparking pain as it pushed its way through skin, seeking open air to grow and curl around my face. Those same fingers sparked into pain themselves as bone came from their tips, shoving aside human nails as it grew to sharp points that dug into sensitive skin as I spasmed with pain.
And through it all, those red eyes, burning themselves into my mind as their owner returned everything he’d stolen from me.
But even though I was complete… I felt totally hollow. Emptied, hung out to dry. I felt something warm wrap around me, encompass me… realized, on the edge of my awareness, that that was myself wrapped around me, and fell into the dark abyss…
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 4:56:24 GMT -5
I feel everything. Everything. But... Then again, this pain isn't real for me... Its all..."Neku," I kneel down and brush bangs out of Neku's closed eyes. "Sleep well mi amor." And then I turn my dual colored gaze onto the demon.
My teeth bare as I stand and I can feel the anger slip below the rumble in my ears, "Now... Give me one good damn reason to not rip you apart, Orihara." I can feel it sift and roar in me, I will destroy this darkness if I need to. I will not stand for this........ assery.
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Nov 11, 2012 5:01:07 GMT -5
The fox that was Izaya laughed. Threw its head back and laughed with an eerily human voice, the same voice as his human form.
"Why?" he asked, still chuckling. "Because this is what he asked for, that's why. This was the deal he made. Look; the pain is gone, now that the changes are over. He's sleeping peacefully. 'The way he's supposed to be,' right?"
He laughed again, sat, lay down on the floor, tails spreading out around him. "He should be awake in an hour or so, I'm sure. Possibly less."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 11, 2012 5:06:59 GMT -5
"...." It does have a point... NO MATTER HOW MUCH I HATE THIS. "... If you ever... Give me a reason... I will kill you." And I turn and take the anger deep inside and slam it into a wall, her hand making a cracking sound and I snarl.
"... I'm not ready to face you yet anyways."
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