It was a normal day in Ikebukuro for Shizuo Heiwajima, there hadn't been that many debt's to collect today so Tom gave him the rest of the day off.
He was at the park, leaning against a tree smoking with his famous blue sunglasses, when that person had to show up.
"sshhiizoo~chhaannn!" yelled at the blond from across the side walk.
"IZAYA!" the ex-bartender then grabbed a trashcan and lunged at the brunette.
"oh no need to be that way shizuo-kun, but I wonder why there no trash in the trash cans you throw at me" by now the informer was mainly talking to himself
"I though I told you to stay out of ikebukuro!" yelled the blond.
"oh I just wanted tell you something"
"What!" said the bodyguard just wanting to get on and beat him up (or at least attempt)
"oh I just..."
"just what?" now shizuo was curious.
"CHALLENGE YOU TO A POKEMON BATTLE!" yelled izaya and pulled a pokeball out of his furry pocket.
"what? You mean that T.V show with those weird animals and the dumb parents that let there kids go out into the world only at ten and aspect them to catch highly dangerous animals then go and use there's to fight others?"
"...well There ya gone and bust my bubble now your making the show sound like a bad one "
"well its stupid"
"THEN WE SHALL BATTLE!" screamed the brunette with much enthusiasm.
"PIKACHU I CHOSE YOU!" and then the young informer threw the pokeball at the blonds head.
"WHAT THE HELL THAT F-"
but then izaya threw another one at him and keep pulling them out of his pocket and throwing them screaming various pokemon names each time.
"HOW THE HELL DID YOU KEEP THOSE IN YOU POCKET-"
but then one went down his throat and fell back and started to choke
"NOOO GIVE ME BACK MY CHARMADER SHIZU-CHAN DON'T EAT HIM!" and he rushed to the blonds side and jumped on his chest and it dislodged the plastic ball.
So the brunette wiped the pokeball on the ex-bartenders shirt and ran away screaming "I WON THE GYM BADGE!"
shizuo just sat there for 15 minuets but then said "THE FUCK?"
now the blond needed a smoke he got out a cigarette and reached for his lighter- but all he felt was the inside of his pocket...
"THE LITTLE LOUSE TOOK MY FREAKING LIGHTER! IIZZAYYA!"
back at izayas office he hard a certain someone scream his name so he looked down at his pikachu plushi and finished drawing a undefended symbol on the lighter and putting it on his desk
" no time for that though" so now he hoped over his desk on a couch to watch pokemon- his new favorite anime
Just pray he doesn't fined out they don't show the original pokemon anymore and only show crappy new ones.
