It was just like any other day in Ikebukuro. The former bartender walked down the busy street, a lit cigarette hanging limply from his lips. His eyes glared out from behind his sunglasses. Something smelled strange today... It smelled like a flea. He looked around, almost certain that a certain stalker was somewhere around. Sure enough, he spotted a mop of black hair and a fur-lined sweater.

"IIIIIZAYYYAAAA!" Shizuo shouted, ripping a vending machine from the ground with little effort. As the flying hunk of metal went hurtling towards the flea, he didn't bother to step out of the way. In fact, it's almost as if it didn't register until everyone else dove out of the way.

Izaya was actually surprised to see a flying vending machine, as if this wasn't a usual occurrence. His eyes widened in shock as he barely managed to dive out of the way with a cry of surprise. For a moment, he simply lay on the ground in shock and horror. The only thing that could make him move was watching the enraged blonde charge at him.

Shizuo watched as the flea stumbled getting to his feet, quickly giving chase. This seemed odd... He'd usually at least taunt him. He watched as Izaya dashed off into an alley, following close behind him.

Finally, Izaya stopped at the dead end, turning to face the man as he trembled with fear. Who is this guy and what does he want with him? He flinched and put his arms up to shield himself only to be picked up by the shirt collar.

"Why are you trying to hurt me?" Izaya snapped, his feet dangling just above the ground.

"You know you're not allowed here, flea," Shizuo growled his piercing glare staring through the horrified man in his hands.

"Please, I don't know what's going on! I don't even know who you!"

This made Shizuo stop and stare dumbfounded at his enemy. How did he not recognize him? Why isn't he being a violent psychotic prick? He looked Izaya deep in his bright red eyes.

"Who are you?" he growled. Izaya tried to squirm away, whimpering. "WHO ARE YOU?" Shizuo asked again, tightening his grip.

"I don't know!" Izaya responded. But, it genuinely appeared that he was telling the truth... maybe they should visit Shinra to be sure.