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It was unusually quiet in the small white room.  Only the beeping of a monitor and the dripping of an IV made noises to reverberate through the room.  Occasionally one of the visitors would couch from his exposure to cigarettes, but no words were spoken.  Yet. Izaya sat to the right of the bed, next to your tucked in figure. He leaned over and had his elbows on your bed, crossing his arms and resting his chin on them.  He was looking between you and then to the man on the other side of the bed; Shizuo. The blonde had crossed his arms and sat back in his chair, pushing it against the wall and leaning his head back on it.  His face held an an