Chapter Ten: Mari:
It’s gotten out of hand again. But this time, it’s gotten worse.
I don’t know how the group has gotten this advanced. It doesn’t help that my mom is starting to ask questions. I have been holding her the best that I could. I don’t know how long that will last.
“What’s the matter, Mari-tan?” Izaya asked in my bed. I frowned at my computer.
“It’s all wrong,” I muttered.
“Excuse me?” he asked. I shook my head. There’s him too. He’s still here. Why can’t he take a hint to get out of Ikebukuro? Doesn’t he know they are going to kill him when they are done with him?
“Izaya,” I spoke up.
“Hm?” he asked.
“Why do you stay here in Ikebukuro?” I asked. “Don’t you live in Shinjuku?”
“What are you saying?” Izaya asked. I sighed.
“Never mind,” I said. I went back decoding that damned program. I don’t why they need me still for this. Yoemon-sensei is doing well on his own. (I still get chills when looking at my laptop.) I heard Izaya patting on my bed.
“Come to bed with me, Mari-tan,” he whimpered.
“No,” I said. I could feel his eyes on my back. This demon knows how to get his way. Sometimes, he doesn’t have to try. But, he’s fighting a battle he can’t win. He must know this by now.
“I’m bored,” Izaya complained. Of course you are.
“So why did you come here?” I asked. “You know they have me working on this program.”
“I’m just so lonely and bored at home,” he said. “Namie’s dead and Aoba-kun’s no fun.”
“And your sister?” I asked. I glanced over my shoulder to see him shrug.
“Kururi-chan has her little friends and Aoba,” he reasoned. “Though, I have no idea what she sees in him anyway.” He’s like a miniature version of you. I wanted to say that, but I shrugged instead.
“You know that we aren’t dating, right?” I asked.
“I know,” Izaya said. I gave up asking questions. Nothing gets through to him. Surely, he must know what danger he’s in. Surely, he must.
I sighed and stopped typing.
“Do you know how much danger you are in?” I finally asked. “They are going to kill you as soon as they get what they want, you know?”
“Yeah,” Izaya said, simply. I whipped my head around. He had a cat-like smile on his face as he lay in my bed, naked.
“You can’t be serious,” I said.
“I am,” Izaya said. I looked confused.
“Then… why?” I asked.
“Why what?” he asked.
“Why do you stay here with them?” I asked. “What can you possibly stand to gain with these maniacs?” He just smiled at me and patted the empty side of my bed. I had a feeling that this was going to be where this was headed. I sighed and dropped my shoulders.
“Just give me ten more minutes, okay?” I asked. “I just need to finish up with this part of the code really quick.”
“Right,” was all he said.