Procrastination in it's purest form.

I OWN NOTHING

Izaya sighed for the 247th time that day, but then again, who's counting? Well, apparently Namie and she was pissed. Notonly was it her time of the month, but with her boss was trying to relive his boredom by the only way a troll can. Yeah, you guessed it. Trollin for the lulz. She couldn't focus on anything, not even the pictures of her beloved brother she had stashed in her desk, like a pedo.

Then, she snapped. So much so a loud "SNAP" sound effect went though the air...No, wait. That was her poor innocent pencil being broken in half by those talons she calls nails.

IZAYA! Will you please just do something withyour life and shut up?

Said information broker stared at her for a moment before his signature smirk sped across his face.

"But I'm already doing something; I'm annoying you."

She head-desked, trying to think of something that would get her boss to leave. Then, it hit her. 'Perfect!'

"Why don't you go to Ikebukuro or something?" She asked, knowing full well hewouldn't pass up the opportunity to visit/troll his dear "Shizu-Chan".

His smirk grew slightly as if he anticipated this happening, which he probably did.

"Why, I was just about to head over right now." And with that he strolled out of the office.

'Finally, now I can- her thoughts were interrupted by Izaya sticking his head though the door and blurting out,

"By the way, Namie, you might want to hide your pictures better!"

She, yet again, head-desked.

He sighed for the 248th time that day, as soon as he got to Ikebukuro it had started to rain. He was now walking around the deserted streets with the umbrella he had stolen from a random shop. What? He was an information broker, he didn't give a jizz about the law.

'Not even a protozoan like Shizu-chan would be out in this weather!' He thought, slightly down at the fact he couldn't troll his favorite victim. Looking up as he turned a corner he then spotted his "favorite". He smirked.

'I retract that last thought.'

He was about to "pounce" on the unsuspecting blond when he notice what he was doing. The ex-bartender was crouched with umbrella in hand, over a cardboard box and petting a...What is that? He crept closer with stealth skills that would make Arsene Lupin impressed, and inspected the scene.

There was the embodiment of violence, Shizu-Chan, practically cooing over a ball of fluff that was (most likely) a puppy. He stared for a moment trying to figure out if he should do. For once, he was at a loss. It was then that the bodyguard stood before looking around, somehow missing Izaya, and setting his umbrella in the box. After making sure it would cover the pup, he turned and sprinted, most likely trying to get home before he could get completely soaked.

Izaya was again at a loss. He walked over to the box, before squatting down in front of it. The pup looked happy that it was out of the rain, wagging it's tail and yipping. He paused before reaching out and petting the animal, smiling slightly as it licked his hand.

'I guess even savage beasts have soft sides.'

The Trolling could wait.

THE END

I like the crackness of this and the ending.=)