This is my first Fic! Please review!
Disclaimer~! I don't own DRRR! I don't take credit for the characters! Enjoy
Skin on brick, the sound resonated, echoing throughout the bustling streets. Time froze for the man underneath the ex-bartender, his body shaking violently in place. Not daring to even blink, he stayed impossibly still, even as chunks of brick and dust stung his eyes. Shizuo leaned over him panting roughly as he removed his hand from the now present hole in the wall.
I couldn't see his face but I could imagine the image perfectly. The monster would bare his fangs and scream at his victim, then toss the poor soul into the sky as if the man weighed nothing. Sighing in content, I watched from my ledge. Shizu-chan is just too interesting, not to watch.
"No one else can keep up with my monster," I laughed, as a truck rolled in front of the alley way obstructing my view. A frown swept across his pale face, quickly to be replaced with one of amusement. "Fine, if the humans will ruin my view then I guess I'll just have to get a better seat."
Gracefully he leaped from buildings onto the solid street. Boldly walking across the street not bothering to look in either direction. Nothing in this world would keep him from seeing Shizu-chan. Izaya watch from around the corner, careful not to make his presence known.
His crimson eyes focused on the other's every movement. Priding himself with knowing the most seamlessly insignificant detail of the beast. Not only looking at his well-toned arms, that swung dangerously from the momentum of each punch. Izaya took in his entire figure, taking mental note of everything.
I smirked to myself, as I watched over Shizu-chan. Anytime I am fortunate enough to watch him, without having to protect my life, I always pay a great deal of attention to him. The way he moves intrigues me, he uses sheer brute force to power his every attack. Yet, his movements are too gracefully done, his accuracy is quite deadly almost never missing a target. Unless of course it's yours truly.
But I don't even stop there, I love observing the little things. Like today, Shizu-chan isn't nearly in as good of condition as usual. His normally clean shaven face appears to be growing stubble, and his dark brown roots are beginning to invade his bright gold locks.
No one else but I would be able to make these observations, for no one else would even bother to look at the blond. Well maybe except for Celty, but she doesn't have a head to notice things as perceptively as I do.
"AHHHH!"
A loud crash is heard. Shizuo stands in a now empty alley way, he reaches for a cigarette to light and walks off. I assume he's going back to Tom to work for the rest of the day.
It's not fair! Everyone else is getting Shizu-chan's attention except for me. Maybe I should get him fired! Ha! It'd save me from the trouble of having to lure him away.
Hmmm. Maybe I will get him fired.
AN: I'll probably continue sometime, eh? I some what have an idea.