Izaya Orihara was wandering the streets of Ikebukuro to find his favorite toy, Shizuo Heiwajima.
"Shizu-chan~" Izaya called out to the tall blonde smoking a cigarette. "You need to stop smoking those cancer sticks." He cooed at him. Shizuo tried ignoring the raven haired annoyance, but failed to do so. He threw is cigarette on the ground and smashed it into the cracked pavement then grabbed the nearest street sign. "Izaaaayaaaaa!" Shizuo yelled, pissed off with the informant. As Izaya smirked, he ran off expecting the blonde to chase after him, but Shizuo stood there holding the stop sign in the air.
Izaya raced back to his apartment. Oh how he just loved messing with his Shizu-chan. "I'm back~" Izaya said to Namie. "Whoopie." Namie replied with such sarcasm in her voice. She was doing paperwork, like always.
Izaya was already at his computer, researching a certain person he had liked for a while. Namie stood behind Izaya. "Why the hell are you looking up Shizuo? Don't you know enough about him?" "I never know enough about my beloved Shizu-chan~" Izaya replied, eager to find out something new about Shizuo, even though it was true he did already know everything about him.
Izaya sighed after several hours of searching to find something new about Shizuo.
Shizuo lay in his bed pondering about what happened today, why didn't he swing that stop sign at Izaya, the man he hated more than anything. "...Why...?" Shizuo wondered to himself. Thoughts raced through his mind,"Maybe I have feelings for the flee...Feelings other than hate?" "No!" He screamed into the darkness of his bedroom, beginning to get pissed off with himself. He stood up quickly and rushed to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. "Me...and the flee..." He thought to himself, "Could we really work out...?" "No! I hate that damn bastard!" He argued with himself.
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