Yo, long time no see.~ How have my lovelies been? Alright? Great. I don't think there'll be any smut in this story, as the characters aren't really 'sexually active'. But anyway, read it, and lemme know what ya think! ~Green Ranger.
It was a usual calm day in Ikebukuro, everyone being busy at work or doing errands for somebody else. Rush hour traffic had died down as the residents were all doing their jobs at this time.
However, Ikebukuro's rage incarnate, Heiwajima Shizuo, was off work for the day. The only reason being that one of his cousins had wanted to visit him. They'd been apart for a few years now and didn't really know what was going on in the other's life.
The blonde leaned his weight against a wall, lighting a cigarette and placing it between his lips. Hopefully she would arrive on time, if she didn't get lost first..
Tsukishima looked around at the signs, wondering which direction she was supposed to go. For the past few years she had been out of Ikebukuro, and over at Shibuya, doing a long-term job there. It wasn't far from 'bukuro, Shibuya was still in the Tokyo region.
She glanced down to the paper in her hands, reading the directions carefully before continuing to walk. This Heiwajima was renowned for becoming lost easily, and being socially awkward. She had difficulty reading directions properly as well. As she turned corner after corner, wandering street after street; Tsuki eventually found where they were going to meet up.
And there he was, leaning on the wall with a cigarette clamped between his lips. "Sh-Shizuo-san, I'm sorry I'm la-late..." She mumbled, bowing apologetically, hand pushing the paper into her bag.
The blonde's face lit up at the sight of his dear cousin. Ah, so she had got lost again? He had figured that she would have done, but at least she was here now, safe and sound. "Long time, no see, Tsuki-chan." Shizuo pushed off the wall, walking to her. "Still wearing the scarf from Roppi, I see."
He had been told it was a gift from the misanthrope, something which Tsuki cherished. The blonde had never met Roppi in person, but he knew some things about the raven. How he was one of Izaya's relatives.
"How have you been lately? Keeping well, I hope."
She nodded, fingers playing with the ends of her scarf. One of her nervous habits. "I've be-been well... I hope y-you have b-been too, Shizuo.." Tsuki bypassed the formality, hoping that he wouldn't mind it. She shifted the bag strap on her shoulder, pushing her glasses back up her nose at the same time.
Whilst Shizuo wore shades all the time merely for the look, Tsuki wore glasses so she could see.
"I've been okay." He stubbed out the cigarette, crushing it on the pavement with his heel, lighting a second one. "How was it in Shibuya? Are you back now, or..?"
On most occasions, the conversation had to be carried on by whoever Tsuki was speaking to, as the shy blonde wasn't much of a conversationalist.
