((A/N: I had this story on Wattpad, but figured I'd get more reads from . Enjoy!))
It was there I sat. I was outside of a restaurant in Ikebukuro. I wasn't there for food, I was simply watching my precious humans.
Yes, they are my humans. And I am their god. My name is Izaya Orihara. It's a name that should be remembered by everyone. Soon enough, that name should be yelled by Ikebukuro's monster.
"IIIIIZZZAAAAYYYYAAAAA!" Ah, right on time. It seems he always manages to find me.
I got up from my seat. "Hello there Shizu-chan!" I use my nickname for him that he hates. His real name is Shizuo Heiwajima, and I despise him. But I have the most fun annoying him!
"I thought I told you to keep your ass out of Ikebukuro, you louse!" He says this while picking up a parked car.
"Where's the fun in that, ne? I have to keep in check with my favorite brute!" I casually dodge as the object is thrown at me. My flick blade has been drawn at this point. "With you around, I hope the insurance companies cover for when you break out in rages, ne?"
He charges at me then. Though all I have to do is backflip over him and land on his shoulders. Grabbing a handful of his dyed-blonde hair, I pull his head back and press my knife against his throat. "Too slow this time, Shizu-chaaan!"
"Dammit flea, you haven't won yet!" His eyes are pierced with anger behind his sunglasses. If I wasn't amused, his obvious agitation would frighten me.
"Oh? But it looks like I have, Shizu-chan! How are you going to get out of this one, ne? You can't escape me, protozoan." I press the knife harder.
"You don't know how right you are." He grabs my ankles and flips me over his head. My back painfully hits the ground with a loud bang. Grunting, I look over to Shizu-chan, only to see him walking away.
I decide to yell out at him. "Didn't know Shizu-chan was one to run away! You always claim you're going to finish me off!" All I get in return was a wave.