A/N: My last story backfired (as in I ended it short when it really needed more) so in order to make this long, you might wait a month at a time for updates. Please forgive for being slow! *bows head and claps hands together*I will try my best, so here goes my brain! Or should actually be nothing… I'm stalling.
Sorry for mistakes. I know technically Shizuo is supposed to be a guy, and he meets Izaya in high school but I will briefly change that for my story! Hopefully the plot line will be understood. I do not own DRRR, although I wish I did, or any of the characters. (I don't know if female Shizuo counts, but it's the general idea) Shizuo's name will be changed to Shizuko. (It's an actual name!)
A girl was walking along the street. Scratch that. The girl was practically dragging herself along, although she didn't seem to be in any pain. The place was Ikebukuro, near a certain underground doctor's house, the time being 6:27 in the afternoon on a cloudy October day. The girl was being given a wide berth, partly because she was renowned for her strength and temper, and partly because she was bleeding and bruising up in several places. She made quite a sight.
After making it to the doctor's house, she looked about ready to drop, but whether it was from lack of energy or will could not be said. The girl knocked, and then slumped against the door, falling in when a headless woman opened the door. A screen was flashed in the girl's face, saying something about the woman getting someone named Shinra right away. The guy named 'Shinra' hurried to the girl and got the headless woman to help get her on the couch. He then bustled about, gathering bandages and then hurriedly wrapping them around the places that were bleeding the most. After that, Shinra more calmly applied bandages and prepared food for the dinner he was planning.
"Celty!" Shinra yelled. "Shizuko's waking up!" He was running around the mini-kitchen, making sure nothing burned while also putting on seasoning and toppings. Shizuko started moaning on the couch. "Shinra…"
"Ah, Shizuko! How are you feeling?"
"Like I ran into a bus and it actually hurt," she groaned. Already expecting Celty's question, she continued by saying, "Three major gangs this time," at the same Celty showed her PDA reading 'How many was it this time?' Shizuko got up and wearily walked to the kitchen, wondering what Shinra might be cooking this time. When she saw the chicken parmesan she sighed. Shinra always made a big deal of cooking meals. So the several side dishes did not surprise her. "What, are we eating with someone else or something?" she asked half sarcastically.
The answer she did not expect though, followed soon after. "Actually, yes. You don't know him, but he's a middle school friend of mine. We had already scheduled a dinner to catch up, so you don't have to worry about a last minute guest I called over just to consume food." It was a minute before Shizuko got up the courage to ask who. After all, friends of Shinra's were never normal. "Izaya Orihara," he answered, and after a knock on the door, "and that's probably him. Can you go get it?"
Still nervous, Shizuko opened the door not remembering the injuries on her arm. The bandages tore a little, but she didn't notice any pain from such a 'small' wound. Besides, she was far too preoccupied staring at the man in the doorway. He was a few inches shorter than her tall height, but his crimson eyes said that he wasn't intimidated. He was wearing a black coat with fur edges, a black V-neck long-sleeved shirt, and black jeans. His hands were in his pockets, and a slight breeze that came of nowhere brushed through his black hair. In an anime, he would have coolly walked in, and would've been like a prince. But Shizuko's dreams of romance were squashed by her mind before they really even budded. Romance! As if that would ever happen for someone like me.
And it turned out it was a good thing for her mental and emotional state that she had pushed back those feelings almost before they started growing. Otherwise, Izaya's behavior might have broken her heart. For the first thing he did was dance around her and start questioning and insulting her. "Who is this giant?" Izaya asked cheerfully, not really to a specific person. "Is she a bartender or a cosplayer Shinra-san hired for me? Nee, Shinra, answer meee!" All the while he smiled in a creepy knowing way.
Shizuko quickly backed up to where Celty was in the living room, giving her what only experienced face readers could know was a pleading look saying 'Save me!' Of course, Celty qualified as that experienced person, and thus came to the rescue. 'Izaya! Leave Shizuko alone.' Even though she didn't possess a head, Izaya could tell she was stern, but that had never stopped him before! "I call sitting next to giant-san!" Izaya called out to nobody in particular. It was the message that counted there, not who it was meant for.
Suddenly Shizuko's blood pressure sky-rocketed, but then again, it was a miracle that it hadn't already. "There is no way I'm sitting next to that creep!" she yelled, then directly to Izaya, "And you're so small and annoying you might as well be… a flea! Yeah, you're a flea!"
"Ah! I'm flattered. You gave me a nickname. Hmm, I should give you one, too! Shizuko… Shizuko-chan… I got it! You will be Shizu-chan." And a vein started throbbing on the young woman's head, and she strained to remember she was in Shinra's house. But the next comment set her off like a firecracker might set off a timed bomb early. "Will Shizu-chan be my girlfriend now?" Izaya asked expectantly, seeming to already know the answer but wanting to tease her anyway. So Shizuko snapped. And threw the table at the foot of the couch at him. And he dodged. And she hit Celty. And proceeded to apologize only to be taunted by Izaya again, but this time, before she could throw anything, Celty pushed the two outside, saying to come back when they were ready to behave as adults again.
And so the first real fight between the two commenced, although Ikebukuro was probably the one that got it worst. By the time Shizuko stalked home and Izaya cheerfully skipped home, they had both forgotten about the dinner at Shinra's. It was quite a comical scene, as Shinra tried to eat the feast he had cooked by himself. But Shizuko didn't remember about the feast till the next morning, when her stomach growled loudly.
Tada! So does anyone like it? Or was it bad? Would you rather it be from one person's point of view? Cause I can switch out. Please give constructive criticism if you don't like it. DX My first day of the school year is tomorrow, so please forgive me if I don't update at a steady pace. Please review! XD