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Summary: When you are a child, things are different. There is no hate, there is no betrayal, and there are no masks... Hell, you could be best friends with the one person you may one day despise more than anyone else and not even know... kid!Izaya kid!Shizuo FLUFF.

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"Really Nii-san…" I a small brunette boy voiced to his older sibling as he held onto his back pack straps, "You didn't have to get all worked up, earlier…"

The older brother, who had a slightly lighter color of hair that was ruffled all over the place in a messy manner, scowled and mumbled things as he stormed off, not seeming to notice his little brothers comment.

The younger boy followed his brother as he waited for an answer. Realizing his brother was too caught up in the moment, he sighed and looked back at the mess of injured people and scattered bricks.

"Mom and dad aren't going to be happy about this…"

The words seemed to break the older one out of his heated rant. His eyes turned from angry to guilty in a second as he looked down at the ground.

"Sorry Kasuka…" Was the only thing the elder brother could muster.

Kasuka paused, his emotionless face seeming to soften slightly, "It's alright Nii-san, try and control yourself next time…" He said as he began to walk again, stepping over a limp body.

Shizuo's eye brows furrowed slightly before catching up with his little brother and walking to his side, leaving the jumbled mess of groaning people behind.

He really didn't want to start any violence. After all, the boy hated violence.

Those guys just had to ruin it.

Shizuo and Kasuka were walking back to school when someone bumped into Kasuka and knocked him down.

Shizuo got slightly mad when the teenaged boy didn't even say sorry as he and his large crowd of friends just walked away.

"Watch where you are going, ass hole!" Shizuo yelled at the group as he helped up his younger brother, not even caring if he was using his 'potty mouth'.

The teenage boys turned to him, all wearing a specific color. It was then that Shizuo realized they were a color gang. Not that he cared.

"And what are you gunna do about it kid," One of them, with rather disgusting teeth, said with a snort.

Shizuo's little hands balled into a fist, he could already feel the anger well through his body.

Noticing his brother's tension, Kasuka put his hand on his shoulder, "It's alright Nii-san… let's go home…"

Shizuo clenched his before turning his back to the teenagers, walking away with Kasuka.

He heard some laughs behind him. He glared back at the guys who were chuckling at his kitty-shaped backpack.

"That's the gayest thing ever, I never wore such stupid things when I was a kid!"

"Must be gay."

"Well I guess they do start out youn-"

The teenager was cut off by a stop sign hitting him square in the face, causing him to fly a couple of feet back. The others stared at the spot their friend was just at until looking back at the small boy that threw the sign, wearing astounded looks on their features.

Shizuo panted in anger, Kasuka watching from afar with an expressionless face.

"You have a problem with my backpack?" Shizuo huffed, "well HUH?"

The gang looked shocked for a moment before it melted into anger.

"You little brat…" One spoke as he took out a switch blade.

A normal child would run and scream, or at least be a little bit scared. But Shizuo obviously wasn't a normal kid.

There was a loud roar from the small boy as he began punching and hurtling things at the crowd of men. In a matter of moments, the gang was already on the floor, crouching in pain.

"Nii-san…" Kasuka said quietly, not looking in Shizuo's direction.

"Mhmm…" Shizuo hummed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"Can we go there?" Kasuka said as he pointed his little finger to somewhere off in the distance.

Shizuo's eyes trailed to the spot his little brother was pointing at to see a playground filled with children on it. His brows furrowed.

It wasn't like he hated playgrounds; he just wasn't really a fan of seeing other kids. Shizuo wasn't normal. And just about every kid in his class knew that. So, unintentionally or not, the other children would just ignore him or run away whenever he was near.

He knew it wasn't their fault. Who wouldn't be afraid of him?

Shizuo shrugged, "Sure, why not…" He said, contradicting his feelings, "We just need to be home by six o'clock." He said as he looked at his little Mickey Mouse watch.

Kasuka nodded, before running to the playground. Shizuo watched with an amusing smile as he walked calmly toward one of the benches.

He swung his feet over the bench as he watched the ground, hoping this didn't have to take very long.

But soon enough, something caught his eye. Two boys came walking his way. He cursed inwardly.

"Hi!" One of them said cheerfully, "What's your name?"

Shizuo hesitated before sighing, "Shizuo… Heiwajima…"

Both of the boys' eyes widened.

"You mean THE Shizuo Heiwajima?"

Shizuo scowled at the kid, "Is there anyone else with that name?"

The boys gulped before laughing awkwardly, "Okay… well I think that's all now… bye!" They said awkwardly as they walked away.

Shizuo felt a vain pop.

Why were people always like that?

Why did they insist on thinking he was some kind of monster?

At such a young age, Shizuo had dealt with something that's been hurting him for a while. Something not many children have to worry about because as a child, you could make as much friends as you wanted to.

Shizuo was lonely…

He felt as though the whole world thought of him as nothing but a mere animal, a monster. He felt as if he was surrounded in a crowd of people that would do nothing but cower from him.

He sighed heavily with sad eyes as he looked down at the ground. But in the corner of his eyes, he saw something.

A man and a woman were fighting; well it was more like the guy was speaking harshly to her as she just tried to get away. The sight made Shizuo's hands clenched into fists.

Why wasn't anyone helping her?

Shizuo immediately got up and started walking towards the scene. Once he was there, he tapped the man on his shoulder, rising on his tippy toes to reach.

The man stopped yelling at the woman and looked back at Shizuo, scowling.

"What do you want?" He asked bitterly.

Shizuo looked unpleasantly at the man, "You should leave her alone... She doesn't seem to want you here..."

"Beat it, kid. This is adult stuff," The man said before turning to the woman again.

"You're coming home, now." He demanded as he took her hand and pulled her away.

The woman scowled at him as she tried to release her hand from his grip, "No I'm not!"

"Yes you ar-"

The man was cut off when he was all the sudden lifted into the air and thrown at the nearest tree, making a crunching sound once he hit it. He groaned in pain as he lay on the ground.

"No she isn't, ass hole…." Shizuo growled as he panted.

The woman right next to him stared there in shock. Shizuo noticed her and turned to her.

"Are you alright ma'am?" He asked as he stepped forward once.

The woman stepped back, holding securely onto her purse with a scared look about her. This surprised Shizuo slightly.

"Is there something wrong ma'a-"

"Please don't hurt me!" She yelled as she took a couple more steps back.

Shizuo's face fell in an instant, "Ma'am, I'm not going to-"

"I'm sorry!" She yelled as she ran away, leaving Shizuo alone there.

Shizuo stared in shock at the place she was just at, angered and confused by her behavior. He turned to the playground; all of the kids there were staring at him with wide eyes.

Shizuo clenched his teeth, anger welling up in him.

"What the hell are you all staring at? HUH?" He questioned forcefully to the staring children.

In an instant all of the kids panicked and ran away quickly, yelling, "Don't hurt me!"

Kasuka, who was lightly swinging on a swing, just watched as all of them ran away from the 'monster'. He may have 'accidently' tripped a few.

It wasn't long until the playground was empty and silent. The only thing that was heard was the light creaking from Kasuka's swing. Shizuo kicked the swing pole roughly, causing a dent in it.

"Dammit…" He mumbled in his tiny fit of rage.

Kasuka paid no attention to his brother as he remained swinging.

Shizuo moved back to the bench he was just at and sat down, making a large 'hmph' as he did so.

"Dammit… I swear… I'll kill those people if they ever…" He mumbled off as he dug his nails into the bench.

Why did people have to be so aggravating?

Why did they have to be so afraid?

This is who he was. Why couldn't they just accept that?

Soon enough, his anger grew and a new wave came upon him, sadness.

All the sudden, the feeling of wanting to cry came over and he had to fight the lump in his throat forming. His eyes filled up with tears as he tried to fight the feeling, but he didn't have enough strength to.

Funny, huh? The strongest kid in the world didn't have enough strength to stop himself from crying.

He cursed himself as he hurriedly wiped a stray tear from his eyes.

So caught up in sadness, he didn't even notice the small body in front of him until it spoke in a quiet voice.

"Are you alright?" A concerned voice asked, making Shizuo turn into stone.

Shizuo looked up instantly, meeting eyes with the child in front of him.

The boy's hair was dark and skin was fair. He wore nice clothes and smiled cheerily. But the thing that caught Shizuo off guard was the fact that the kid's eyes were red.

Shizuo didn't know how to react in this situation so he did the only thing he could think of.

"Screw off. It's none of your business…" He said with teary, angry eyes.

The boys smile disappeared for a moment before returning.

"Oh alright…" The boy started, swinging his arms in an innocent manner, "May I sit with you?"

"No." Was the only thing Shizuo answered with.

The boy chuckled before taking a seat next to Shizuo, not listening to what he said. Shizuo shot him a glare. The boy smiled at him.

"You're weird…"

"You're one to talk…"

Shizuo glared at him again.

"I'm sorry…" The boy began cheerfully, ignoring Shizuo's glare, "What's your name?"

Shizuo's eyes widened slightly at the question before they furrowed. He was contemplating on telling him the truth or not. He really didn't want another person running away from him just at the mention of his name.

Going against his mind, Shizuo sighed, "Shizuo… Heiwajima…" He said hesitantly.

He closed his eyes and waited for the scream or excuse for not being able to stay with him any longer but after a moment when nothing happened he opened his eyes. The thing he saw shocked him.

The boy smiled at him before taking one of his hands and shaking it.

"Nice to meet you Heiwajima-san…" Shizuo stared in disbelief at the boy, "My name's Izaya Orihara…"

Shizuo couldn't do anything at that moment. He gulped and nodded.

What? This guy wasn't scared? He should have been. Everyone that knew who he was was afraid of him.

Then it hit him.

This guy didn't know didn't know who he was did he?

Of course… To him, he was just an average kid.

He wanted to laugh, but couldn't find it in him to do so.

"Oi Shizuo-san~" The little raven said as he waved his hand in front of Shizuo's face, breaking his train of thought. The red eyed boy sighed, "Seriously… You were just zoning out there…"

Shizuo looked at the ground kind of sadly, "Oh sorry…"

The raven smiled, "It's alright…"

There was a silence. Kasuka was watching from a distance, no longer swinging in his silent and expressionless surprise at his brother sitting next another person other than himself.

The raven haired boy sighed loudly as he got up and turned to the brunette, "The playgrounds empty…"

"Really?" Shizuo asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

Izaya giggled at this before hopping onto the bark, "Why don't we put some use to it then…"

Shizuo raised an eye brow, "Meaning..?"

Izaya kicked some bark before looking back at Shizuo with a large grin.

"Want to play with me?" The child asked.

There was innocence in his voice, kind and almost promising.

Shizuo found himself gaping at the sight in front of him. He felt oddly light, like a weight was lifted off his shoulders.

That was the first day he felt it…

Acceptance… In the weirdest of people…


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