Author's note: Sorry guys for the late update! TAT Was kinda stuck writing this chapter. But nevertheless, here is the updated chapter 5! Hopefully I didn't write too badly! D: Please forgive me if you spot any grammatical mistakes! And once again thanks for reading and please do review! I want to know what you guys think!

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"Everything is going to be fine Izaya..."

A dark figure bent down to kiss Izaya's forehead and it slowly stroke his hair.

"W-Who...?"

It was too dark to see who the person was, but it was the first time... Izaya felt, loved. The gentle voice and hands...

Just then, those gentle hands left him and the figure slowly disappeared.

"NO-! Don't leave!"

I woke up suddenly, sweating and feeling very weak. A dream huh..? I looked around then to realise that I'm in the school infirmary. Huh... What happened? I sat up and immediately my head felt like its spinning.

"Hey, get back down!" a low voice commanded which shook me. I didn't even notice there was someone... Beside me.

I tuned around, hoping it was dad or something but..."

Ah. Shizu-chan"Damn, why is that monster here? Here to laugh at my weakness? Tch. "What are you doing here Shizu-chan?" I asked, with a hint of my usual sacarstic tone despite my weak body.

"Pfft, like I want to be here louse! You just suddenly fainted on me and when I brought you here the nurse thought that I did this to you and ordered me to stay here with you until you wake up!"

It then suddenly hit me, oh yeah, I fainted right in-front of the damn monster!

Just then, a coughing fit suddenly striked me and I coughed heavily and violently. Damn, I must had caught the cough too... Now I can't hide my sickness anymore.

"You okay flea?" Shizuo asked, with fake concern. Damn, I don't need him to pity me!

"Learn to mind your own business yeah? Shizu-chan." I said as I sat up and got off the bed. I then took out the bottle of fever medicine from my pocket and shoved a few down my throat. Better eat more, the more I eat, the faster I would recover right?

Just then Shinra came in to the room. Great, what timing.

"Ah Izaya-kun! You woke up already! I was really shocked to hear that you actually fainted from a fever! Are you okay?" he asked.

Tch, everyone of them, seeing me like this."I'm feeling better of course Shinra~! An ordinary fever like this wouldn't keep me down~!" I said with a fake but convincing smile.

Shinra looked like he wanted to say something to retort me but in the end he just smiled, "Is that so Izaya-kun? Then I guess I would see you in school?" I wanted to ask him what he wanted to say but decided not to and smiled back, "Yeah of course!"

And just like that, as my fever enabled my body unsuitable to continue any school activities, I was granted permission to go home early to rest. Of course. I didn't go home. Going home early would be unusual and I can't let them know I am sick. It would just show them even more... How weak and pathetic I am. So, for the rest of the day I visited the only place in this city, Ikebukuro which I felt the most comfortable at. The roof of Sunshine 60.

Standing at the top of the highest building in Ikebukuro and looking down at humans like that made me feel like a god. A god that is untouchable by mere human beings. It made me feel like all of my weakness was gone.

Yet- at times when I stood at the ledge, it made me wonder, how simple it is just to end one's life. All you need is just to take another step forward and all of one's unhappiness would be eliminated, for eternity.

Whenever I came here, thoughts like these would always flood my head but at the end of the day, I thought. Why am I hesitating? What is holding me back?

Maybe... I'm somehow waiting. Waiting for that special person. That special person to shower me with all their love. To treat me like their precious.

I almost laughed at myself for having nonsensical thoughts like these. Of course, no way would that ever happen. This is reality, not some fairy tale in which everyone would get their happy ending.

There are no such thing as a happy ending.

Just then I realised the sun setting. I looked at my watch and it reads 6:45 pm. Looks like it is time to leave for that place. The journey seemed fast even though it takes around 45 mins by foot. Though the people in that house did nothing but deny my existence, somehow... I wanted to see them today.

When I reached home, just as expected. Everyone started on dinner without me anyway. Well it is not like they left an empty spot and chair on the dining table. I walked straight into the kitchen and found nothing left but a mere amount of plain rice left. I took whatever is left and went straight up into my room. Well not that I mind, I do not feel well today and hence I don't have any appetite.

Feeling my fever kicking in again, I took out my medicine and popped the pills into my mouth again. After swallowing the medicine, I laid down on my bed and looked to my right. I wonder what it is like. Like in those television shows. Where the mother would make some porridge and feed her sick child and then feed him his medicine. And while he is asleep she would stay by his side. The entire time.

Why does being sick... Somehow made me feel... Lonelier than usual?