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#lol so thankful that shizuo’s strength is not some supernatural entity or being taking him over
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The Witch and The Beast Himself: Chapter 12
Shizuo sat with me every day for the next two weeks while I recovered in the hospital, only leaving for work. During that time I was visited by everyone that I’ve made friends with here, even Celty and Shinra. Everyone was really nice to me while I recovered, sitting with me and keeping me company while Shizuo worked.
Upon waking up, I had felt very weak and was unable to use any kind of magic besides sensing energy. But after about a week of regaining my strength, I found that I was finally able to pass a fireball in my hands without it going out or scorching my hands. It wasn’t much, but it was a start.
The sharp pain in my side ceased more and more everyday as I recovered. I was finally able to walk around again without pain and take care of myself on my own.
Whenever Shizuo was there, he’d sit in his chair beside me or help me with whatever I needed.
Today, he watched me as I practiced passing a fireball in my hand and making the energy in my hands visible.
“You’ve gotta teach me how to do that sometime,” Shizuo said in amazement.
“Maybe one day,” I replied. It wouldn’t exactly be easy to teach him magic because you need to have been born in a coven family to be able to grasp the magic my family possesses, but it's fun to play with the idea of it. I let my fireball extinguish in my hand. “You should teach me how to mix a couple of drinks.”
He chuckled, showing off a cultivated grin. “Yeah, I could show you a thing or two.”
“And I thought you wore that bartender outfit for fun.” I teased, captivated by him as I spoke. He sat in his chair with it turned backwards and his arms resting on the back of it. He wore his usual bartender outfit but with the bowtie undone, hanging off the side of his neck and his white shirt undone slightly at the top.
“There's a lot you don't know about me.” He teased back.
“I have ways of finding out.” I smiled, sitting up and ready to pounce on him and attack him with kisses. I’ve spent a lot of time in the hospital recovering, and it's been awhile since Shizuo and I have had any alone time, so it'll be a nice surprise for him.
“Oh yeah? How so?” he raised his brow and crossed his arms as a challenge.
I stood up and walked over to him, holding his face in my hands and kissing him on the lips.
“By seducing you, of course.” I said as I pulled back slightly.
Shizuo laughed aloud at my words, then uncrossed his arms and stood up from his chair to pick me up and carry me over to the hospital bed, kissing me on the way. He laid me down gently on the bed as he kissed me, then crawled over me to get on the other side of the tiny hospital bed.
I felt as if we were in Paradise for a brief moment until we heard a knock at the door, causing both of us to jump. Shizuo sat up and placed his feet on the ground, tousling his hair and putting his bowtie on correctly. I sat up and pulled my low cut shirt back over my cleavage.
“Come in!” I shouted towards the door. The lovely and sweet nurse that took care of me in the afternoon came in with a familiar sweet smile on her face.
“Hi Miss (last name)!” she said cheerfully. “I'm glad to see that you're making progress in your recovery! And you're scheduled to be discharged tomorrow, how exciting! Are you doing okay today?”
“Yeah I'm great, thank you!” I smiled back.
“Good to hear!” she said as she clapped her hands together. “So I have an officer here that would like to speak to you about what happened the day you were stabbed. Can i go ahead and let him in?”
I tensed up. I felt Shizuo tense up as well. I reached my hand up to the small of his back in attempt to calm him down.
“Yes that's fine,” I said.
I hope they don't try to interrogate me about the video, I thought.
“Okay, great!” she smiled and pushed the door open to let an officer in the door. He wore a japanese officer uniform, had short black hair and…. My eyes widened as i noticed the cross mark on his cheek.
Oh shit that's Officer Kuzuhara, the cop that chased Celty and I around! I thought. Shit shit, this is bad, really bad. I really just hope that he doesn't recognize me. I took a deep breath in, quickly masked my inhuman energy, then slowly exhaled. The nurse shut the door behind her as she left us in the room with the pushy and persistent officer.
“Hey there Miss (last name).” he gave off a cunning smile. He then looked at Shizuo frowned, saying,”Oh, I see you brought this shit stain to the party.”
“I could say the same thing about you.” Shizuo scoffed, crossing his arms. “What do you want?”
Kuzuhara waved his hand at Shizuo as if to shoo him off. “My business here today is with Miss (last name) alone. Would you mind stepping out so I can speak to her?”
“Fine, you better watch what you say to her, or your ass is grass.” Shizuo shoved his pointer finger in his face to emphasize his point. I felt a chill run down my spine as he spoke. Normal people would’ve been terrified by Shizuo’s words, even myself after seeing his power. However, Kuzuhara kept his composure and showed in his energy that he was not fazed by Shizuo’s threat, maintaining that cocky smile.  
“Shizuo, I’ll be alright,” I said. “Just please wait outside in the hall for a bit, okay? And please behave.”
Kuzuhara smirked, “You better listen to your lady friend there, you know she’s right.”
I felt his energy rise in rage as jumped up to attack Kuzuhara, “Errgh, shut the hell up, no one asked you to speak!!”
I quickly took a deep breath in and focused static energy in my body, guiding it up to my head. On the exhale, I focused on the back of Shizuo’s neck, telepathically sending the small shock into his spine. This caused him to stop in surprise and look me in the eye, the anger fading slowly.
I'm sorry, Shizuo, I thought, looking into his eyes as if I were speaking to him. I just need you to calm down for a minute so I can fix this.
“I’ll talk to you later,” I mouthed to him as he looked at me.
He groaned, slightly embarrassed that he let his rage get the better of him and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“I need a fucking cigarette,” he grumbled aloud as he walked out the door and slammed it behind him.  
Kuzuhara smirked again, still unimpressed by Shizuo’s threat. “How the hell do you put up with that cocksucker?”
“He’s my boyfriend.” I said, shrugging.
“Well good luck with that one,” he said, pulling out a notepad and a pen. “Anyway, I’m not here to talk to you about that. We got a report a couple of weeks ago that you were stabbed in your own apartment. It was also reported that you just woke up so I decided to come in and have a chat with you. Can you tell me a little bit more about that? What happened that night?”
“I… I don’t remember too much,” I said. “I came home from work one day and this crazy guy had broke into my place before I got there. He was babbling some shit then he stabbed me.”
“What did he look like?” He probed.
“Um… brown eyes, short black hair…”
“You’ve gotta be more specific than that.”
“Umm.. He was about my height? I don’t know, he looked pretty normal to me, then he became belligerent then he stabbed me. It was crazy.”
“I know, I know,” he said, not looking up from his notepad as he wrote down everything I said. “You really don’t expect those kinds of people to be the crazy type but some are.” He then looked at me, saying, “Now that I think about it, you’re the American girl from the video that we were supposed to check out.”
My heart leaped. I had started to think that he entirely forgotten about it.
Fuck.
He studied me for a second as he continued. “The video came in from an anonymous source showing you saving a guy with... magic. I wouldn't say that I didn't believe even after seeing it myself since I have to deal with supernatural entities like the Black Rider, but to be honest, you don’t strike me as the supernatural type. I can’t even sense that about you.”
Because of my energy masking spell , I thought as he said that.  
“But yeah, I wouldn’t worry about it now, I will close the case on that and I’m not going to look into it further. As far as finding the man that stabbed you, we pull up a few profiles later and see if they match the description you’ve given me today.”
“Okay Officer, sounds great,” I said, ready for him to leave.
“Alrighty, well I’m gonna run this back to the station, take care for now, okay?” He said as he tipped his hat to me.
“Yes sir, thanks a lot,” I said as he walked out the door, closing it behind him. I stayed in the room by myself for a moment, checking my phone.
 [Dude, you're so popular online right now! ], Erika had text me.
I sighed. I haven't been online in Japan yet, but i can't imagine the things people are saying about me right now. I figured it was along the lines of me dating Shizuo, me being the girl in the weird video on the news, and me being stabbed in my own home. I really didn't know what to say back to Erika, and I'm not really excited about all of that attention online. I finally texted her back, saying:
 [Lol I'll try not to let it go to my head. ]
A few moments after Kuzuhara left, Shizuo let himself back in and sat down in the chair beside me. He seemed calm, but I could perceive in his energy that he felt awful for having an outburst.
“Don’t worry about earlier,” I said, answering his unstated thought. “I sent you that shock because I didn’t want it to get any worse than it already was. I had a lot at stake when he showed up.”
“Well I still wanna say I’m sorry for that,” he muttered, bowing his head.
“And I said don’t worry about it,” I replied, trying to assure Shizuo that everything was fine.
“Fine, I’ll take your word for it,” He said, lifting his head up to look at me. “So what did he talk to you about? If you don't mind me asking.”
“Oh, just about the stabbing. He asked who I thought did it, I didn't tell him exactly who it was.”
“Umm why not?” he asked, showing slight anger. “That fleabag needs to know what it feels like to rot in prison.”  
“Well, I felt like it would've been better to keep the cops guessing than to just rat him out. Knowing him, if he found out I did that then he would try to come after me again.”
“But aren't you a witch? Couldn't you just, I don’t know, cast a spell on him or something?”
“I mean, I could do that, but I wanna try something a little less direct,” I said. “How about I just place protection barriers around all of our apartments? That way if he tries to bother either of us the moment he steps near any of them, it’ll give off some vibes to him that’ll keep him out and I will know he's been there immediately.”
“Huh,” he said, taking it in. “I guess it could work.”
“It has to, because I want to finally live a somewhat normal life without Izaya poking around.”
He chuckled lightly. “You and me both.”
Our conversation was cut short by Shizuo’s phone ringing in his pocket. He pulled it out of his pocket and answered it, “Yeah?”
“ Shizuo, are you free? I need you to come in really quick, we’ve gotta put in some overtime today. There’s a guy out there that owes us and we need to find him.” I heard Tom Tanaka’s voice from his phone. Shizuo looked up at me as if to give me a look of concern.
“I’ll be fine, you can go ahead if you want.” I said, waving my hand at him.
He nodded, saying to Tom, “Alright, I’ll be there shortly.” He hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket. He looked at me and said, “I’ll come back after I’m done. Are you sure you’re gonna be alright?”
“Of course I will be! I can take care of myself!”
“You sure about that?” He raised his brow. “You let the fleabag stab you.”
“Don’t worry, that’s not going to happen again, my guard will be up from now on. And when I go home tomorrow I’m gonna prepare to set up the protection spell around my apartment.”
“Alright, don't let any fleabags come by and attack you again. And watch the homestead for me while I'm gone.” He leaned in for a kiss but was met with a playful slap on his chest.
“You are ridiculous!” I laughed.
He showed off another adorable smile and a small laugh before he attempting to kiss me again. I allowed him to do so, wrapping my arms around his waist for a hug. I held into him for a minute before releasing him so that he could help out Tom.
In the meantime, I relaxed in my hospital room, ready for tomorrow to come.
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