GeeksRUs99

You snarl at the bodyguard and informant as the hat is forced under your nose, so you reach in and roam around at a fast past and mixing the stuff up more much to their annoyance. Your finger brushed against the wooden handle of a switch-blade knife and knew it belonged to Izaya; quickly pulling it out, you showed it to him . "I like your item and I'm keeping it~" you purr out and put it into your pocket. "Hope you have spares~" you tease as you head over to the closet. Izaya purred and smirked as he followed you into the closet. Shizuo rolled his eyes, not believing how desperate Izaya could be. Izaya gently purred as the closet door closed.

Look at him. Arthur Kirkland, personification of England. The man who shows no other emotion other than anger. There were very few times where the emotion changed to a lighter one but that was long ago. Those feelings have long since left him. They don't know. They don't seem to care. He pushes everyone away because he doesn't know how to do anything but that. He secretly loves to be around the others at the meetings. He just hates going home when they're over. No one sees. No one listens. They don't see him sob to himself at his drab home. They don't know that he wants someone to love desperately, but he just can't seem to do it. His