Izaya Orihara-the most talented information broker Tokyo had ever known-stumbled against the wall of a darkened alleyway. Somewhere in Ikebukuro, that's about all he knew, he hadn't a clue whereabouts in the city he was right now; but he knew damn well that he was in need of help. He couldn't help but smirk weakly though, it would seem his humans were progressing, someone had finally managed to catch him, although not without defence on his part. What did he expect when he played such a dangerous game, heh, even the only one he called a real friend even tried to warn him-this time anyway. Hell, he was Izaya Orihara, what kind of informant would he be if he didn't go cross the line once in a while-ok, almost all the time. Sometimes, he got others to do the scooping for him while he simply told them exactly where to look. This time, this time he just wanted to get involved himself, he couldn't always observe from the sidelines, and this job was just right up his alley-heh-pardon the pun.
Unfortunately this was also one of those rare, almost very rare times nowadays-since he'd gotten so good at his job- when it all went wrong. Izaya could handle himself just fine, he wasn't exactly a great fighter physically, but damn it he was skilled and crafty, just damn right quick on his feet. As it were though, with so many on his tail, he just needed to be that little bit quicker, but he wasn't. Even though many were chasing him, seven he'd manage to count, it only took one of them to bring him down. Whether it was intentional to let him live or whether they actually thought he would die was a mystery to him.
Besides it wasn't like he hadn't been injured at all in his lifetime. He had a dangerous job, he'd been slapped and clawed at-more so by girls- bruised, punched, and who knows how many vending machines or signs he had tried to avoid from one named Shizuo Heiwajima. Heck, he had even been bitten once, but stabbed? This was a whole new level of pain, this was something he had never counted on. For the first time in his life, Izaya didn't know what to do, who the hell could he turn to? Really? He had made a lot of enemies, many people wanted him dead. Even the small number of people that he kept in contact with on a daily basis would probably grab at the chance to finish him. He loved his humans, but they didn't love him, maybe they respected him in some way, and most feared him; but where did that get him when he really needed someone?
Up until now, he hadn't realized just how badly he had withdrawn from true friendship. Connections only got you far when you're working, not when your life was on the line-quite literally. He kept hidden in the alleyway, he didn't want to risk someone noticing him. His body shook as he leaned against the wall, he tried to think of someone, anyone that would help him. Celty, Namie his secretary, Mikado was a maybe - he was the founder of the dollars after all. Shinra was the most likeliest; and then there was-...no! Shizuo was out of the question, calling a guy that tries to kill you every time he merely sees you on the streets was probably the worst idea in history.
He suppressed a pained groan when he shifted to grab his phone from his jacket, he looked to check his injury, gently tugging at the handle. Even that sent a wave of agony through him, he didn't make a sound though, he couldn't afford to attract any attention. Indeed, the knife that he had been stabbed with was his very own, his trusty switch-blade that he always carried with him. How damn clever of them, now if the police got involved it looked like he'd stabbed himself. Great. Yes, the blade was still stuck where they had left it and he didn't dare risk pulling it out for fear of causing more damage. How did he manage to get into so much mess, he flipped open his phone, Scrolling down the list of the many people on there; he finally made up his mind. He let it ring a few times and then someone picked up, "Shinra..." he managed to choke out.
Two days ago
Izaya skipped down the pathway, swinging around the pole of the building he lived at, he was always happiest whenever he managed to get the sushi he loved oh so much. The sushi bar was in Ikebukuro, so he nearly always ran into Shizuo there. The brute - as Izaya had dubbed him as - forbid him from going to that city, or at least warned him that if he ever saw him there he'd go after him. Shizuo never really caught him, they'd fight a little, but Izaya always got away in the end. Whenever there was a chase, he would end up losing the lunch or dinner he'd gotten in the process. So for once, he was happy to get it, Russia sushi could be expensive, so it was a pain when he had to drop it.
A man with a beard and a cigar between his left fingers walked up to him nervously but wearing a crooked smile. He was wearing a trench coat and baggy under clothes. "Ah Boku, I was just thinking about the info you wanted" although he really wasn't thinking about anything else but the sushi in his hands at the present time. Izaya calmly typed in the code to the building. When the door buzzed, he pushed it open and stepped to one side, holding the door open for his client "Its all ready upstairs waiting, shall we?" Boku nodded and followed the informant to the large apartment. Izaya typed in another code, speaking as he did so. He'd recently gotten extra security, there was no real reason why, he just felt it necessary. "Keys are so risky these days, don't you think?"
"Indeed" Boku replied
Izaya opened the door, placed his sushi bag on the side table and hung his jacket on the hook. "You know, I probably could have charged you more on the information you requested, but, since you've become a regular client, I thought you might deserve a discount"
"Thanks, you really are the best"
"I know"
They walked around the corner toward his office. "What the hell took you so long!?" Izaya cringed as the loud voice of his secretary greeted him. He noticed she wasn't alone though and became surprised, the man behind him looked around in worry that he might be in trouble.
Izaya placed his hands on his small waist "Why did you even let him in? how many times do I have to tell you not to do that unless you know them"?
She merely rolled her eyes at him "You know everyone!"
"Tst" Izaya thought she was being rather melodramatic today, just this morning she yelled when he forgot to tell her that he'd already finished a job that she herself had taken for them. His eyes then wandered over to the intruder who was sat more or less on his desk, he had dark short hair and a small goatee. His attire was that of a white fur long coat and a pair of leather jeans with a more or less see through top. Izaya gave his usual smirk, and in a calm voice said "Can I help you?"
Even despite the guy's appearance, he seemed very intimidating, she began shifting closer and closer to the door. Izaya grabbed her wrist before she could go anywhere though.
"I'm in need of your assistance informant" the guy spoke "I heard from the locals that you are the one to go to for information"
"How nice of my humans, Namie, get the folder of info for Boku here"
"But-" she began, but Izaya just sighed and let go of her wrist.
"It's what I'm paying you for" she mumbled something he couldn't quite make out and grabbed the folder from the table and handed it to Izaya. The info broker then turned around and handed it to Boku with a grin. "Its all there, too bad they screwed you over ha ha ha, you'll see what I mean when you open it" he laughed and then added. "My secretary will see you out" Namie wasn't surprised there, she gave another glance at the creep across the room, then at Izaya and then proceeded to walk Boku out of the apartment. "I'm impressed" Izaya clapped his hands together with a smile "Not many people intimidate her" he whirled around with a smirk. "It was great!" he walked around the man sat so casually on his desk and sat on his swivel chair, making the man before him turn around. "The expression on her face was priceless" he leant back in the chair, keeping the smirk as he waited for the other to speak.
"I need information"
"I had that part already figured out" replied the informant cockily.
The man slammed a fist on the desk angrily "Don't fuck with me!"
"I wasn't aware you were this easy to anger, but if you break my desk I'll charge you double for whatever it is you are after" he coolly replied.
Namie was back within the apartment, peering around the corner, watching and listening to the conversation. The man soon relaxed "I'm a very important man, and I don't have a lot of time for my, how should I put it, significant other" he said more calmly.
"And?"
"You should know, I'm gay"
"Well that was blunt, but I'm an information broker, I don't care about your sexuality, it doesn't effect my work, if that's what you meant" Izaya sat back with his hands behind his head "Although it wasn't all that difficult to figure out"
"You really are good"
"Don't worry, I don't know anything about since I've not seen you before, that piece of info was just based on instinct"
The man raised his eyebrow and then smirked "You will almost definitely be able to help me then"
"Fire away"
"So I have my hunches that he might be cheating on me, screwing around with other guys you know? Since I don't get much time for him as I should. Here is a picture of him, I want all the info you can get. Any evidence of the sorts to prove it" the man slid the picture his way.
Izaya inwardly smirked, he'd been bored as of recently, since coming back to the city from the underground; things had seemingly calmed down in his absence. This could be fun "Easily done I suppose, eight thousand yen" Izaya exclaimed as he studied the picture.
The guy looked at him in somewhat surprise "Hn. That's cheaper then I thought"
Izaya shrugged "It's not like you're asking much of my skills-and I do have a lot of them-I don't consider my job as a job, it's a lot of fun for me, it allows me to do what I love the most"
The guy wasn't sure if maybe he'd gone to the wrong person after all. Izaya seemed way to calm and collected, he'd never met someone that wasn't fazed much by his appearance. He wouldn't admit it, but he was a little unnerved by the guy. How very odd. "We live around Ikebukuro, someone has told me they've seen my partner coming out of the kings Zen club every Friday night with different guys, though it doesn't strike me as true, you just never know-it's always the quiet ones. But I don't trust anyone I'm not paying" replied the man. He then shoved fifteen thousand in front of the info broker - over double of what Izaya had asked for - and glared down at him. "Get the info, any means necessary"
Izaya smirked at hearing this, his eyes narrowed as his smirk grew darker when he asked "Any means necessary?" he slid the money toward himself "Just to make sure I heard that right"
"Yes!" the man shouted back "Three days, see what you come up with"
Izaya laughed "I don't set schedules for my info, I'm just that good. You wait for me"
This seemed to surprise the dangerous looking man, until his scowl returned, he didn't like being ordered "You notify me when its done, Izaya"
"Oh, now it's first name basis? And I don't even know you're name, Are you sure he's the one cheating?" the cocky smirk never left his face.
"Gok ….., don't you forget that" Gok growled and grabbed a fist full of his shirt, pulling the informant closer. In a quick motion, Izaya pulled out his switch-blade and it was instantly against Gok's throat. "Just do the job, you cocky little prick" and with that said he let Izaya go and walked toward the door and added "I can let myself out, I left my number on your desk" Gok walked out of the door and slammed it shut.
Izaya grinned and then laughed in excitement "This will be fun!"
After Namie was sure Gok was gone, she walked back into the office with a frown and slammed her hand on the desk. Izaya somewhat pouted, that was the second time his desk had taken an assault "Have you completely lost your mind!?"
"That's still a pending situation ha ha ha"
"Do you not see how creepy that guy is!?" Izaya merely shrugged placing his hands behind his head. "That guy makes you look normal" she confessed.
"What are you so worked up over? I didn't ask you to take the job" Namie looked quizzically at him with fear in her eyes, that he was even thinking about it made her anxious "You're so easy to rile up, this is what I do best, its what I live for, humans. they are the most interesting when there's all this emotion going on, my favourites? are jealousy and the feeling they get when they think they have no way out"
"You really are a freak"
"Or am I just truthful? Nobody understands another person like I do"
"Just what exactly are you planning to do to get proof anyway?"
"That's really all for me to worry about, lets call it, the beginning of a new game"
"Why don't I like the sound of that?"
Izaya gave a little pout and said "Because you're boring, now go into the kitchen and make some tea" there was the annoyed expression again, she placed her hands on her hips and shouted
"You know I'm your secretary not your maid!"
Izaya laughed and then stood up "Then go home, you're no fun and it's depressing"
Namie looked at the clock. "But its only six" she turned back towards him.
"I'm going to Ikebukuro tomorrow and I won't be home until early hours, I need you here to answer any calls, you will be working late"
"Oh...well ok then, see you tomorrow"
"Don't show up until seven" Namie raised her eyebrow at him, he smirked at her. "Something wrong?"
"N-no"
Izaya walked around from behind the desk and leaned against it. "I think-now this may just be a hunch off the top of my head here- ha ha ha, that maybe you're concerned for my well-being?" Namie seemed shocked, she snorted and folded her arms.
"Like I'm going to give you something else to annoy me with I'm concerned that if someone gets the chance to kill you, who the hell is going to pay my salary" Izaya laughed at the comment, she was one of the humans he liked to mess with the most. Namie rolled her eyes, there was just no getting through to him. "Do you even have a will?" she asked rather bluntly.
"And why would I need one of those? Nobody has the balls to harm me-with the exception of Shizuo of course-but if I did die, what would everyone do without me? What would all those humans do when they're greatest source of knowledge has disappeared?"
"I really wish I hadn't asked that"
"If you aren't prepared for the answer, don't ask the question"
"I'm so going home now" Namie told him as she walked away and out of the door.
"She's so boring" he said to himself as he walked to the side table, smiling as he grabbed the bag of sushi and jumped on the couch. "Fatty tuna!"
Friday night: five past seven
Namie walked into the building, mumbling incoherent things about having to start work through the night. Her hair was wet from the rain that had began to pour outside. She walked sluggishly up the stairs, moaning about the traffic also, as she opened the door to the studio apartment she was greeted by unusually loud music.
~~A little less thinkin' and a lot more drinkin That'll work for me tonight (oh, oh) When the room starts spinnin' And we start sinnin' I begin to realize You look better when I'm drunk You look better when I'm drunk You look better when I'm drunk You look better when I'm drunk You look better when I'm drunk~~
She hung up her jacket and walked through the apartment. Izaya came from the bedroom at the other end and smiled cheerily when he spotted Namie. "I'm sorry I'm a bit la-" she began but was cut off.
"How do I look then?"
Namie looked at him, she had never seen him in that sort of clothing before, he was wearing a small reddish hoodie with the sleeves pulled up and black jeans. She grinned and cocked her head to the side, he looked like he was riling up for a night on the town-she didn't know how right her assumptions were. "I feel sorry for the offspring that may spawn from part of you- and who on earth would date you" it was clearly meant to be an insult, but the smirk never left his face.
"Is that an offer?" he asked smugly, she looked horrified
"God no!"
He laughed and walked over to the desk. "You're not my type anyway, Someone who has love for their own brother is a little too twisted for me" he laughed at her glare and then added "And the last time I checked, two men can't have babies" he placed a book back on the shelf
Her eyes widened a bit "Well that explains a lot"
Izaya laughed at her surprised voice and turned around, placing his hands in his pockets. "I thought it was quite obvious really, I did nothing to hide it"
"So, you're really going out? Just for fun? That's a new side to you I haven't seen" she said, honesty in her voice
"Don't be silly, this is all business, although I'll admit, fun will be involved ha ha ha" she looked at him blankly for a few seconds, as if trying to fathom what he was up to. Izaya sighed "It's because you're so boring that you don't get it.
"So, if its business, what exactly are you doing?" she questioned. he swirled around with an evil glint in his eyes
"To get proof of course! don't wait up!" and then he was out of the door. she stared at the door that he retreated out of in confusion.
"To get proof?" she turned off the stereo and sat in the swivel chair with a bored sigh. "This night is so going to drag" The phone rang and she picked it up "Hello?"
"Oh it's you Namie, you're working late" replied the person on the other end.
"Who is this?"
"He he it's me, Shinra" he laughed.
"Oh right, what do you want?"
"Not that I don't mind talking to you of course, can I talk to Izaya?"
"Well, you'll have to try his cell phone; he's not here" she replied.
"Oh, where'd he go?" Shinra was always nosy
"On a job, business, quite frankly I don't want to know"
Shinra sighed, he was hoping to ask him about a job he'd given Celty. "Trouble again?" he decided to pry about Izaya's job instead, after all, Izaya was always poking around his.
"This guy came over demanding proof whether or not his partner is cheating on him"
Shinra laughed "That's an easy job, but then again anything is pretty easy for him"
"well, to be honest, I was kind of creeped out by him, I don't usually get affected that easily, but this guy was just weird, he made Izaya look normal; think his name was Gok"
"There's a lot of creepy people like that, maybe you were just having an odd day, ok then I'll try his cell phone"
"Can I take a message?" the phone went dead on the other end. "Guess not" she then leant back in the chair. "Well that killed all of five minutes"
Shinra looked at Celty with an apologetic smile "Out. On business apparently, no doubt in Ikebukuro, he'll probably annoy Shizuo on the way too"
She typed quickly on her pad [Great. how am I supposed to know where to drop this stupid package?]
Shinra shrugged "Don't worry, the information Izaya has to get is pretty straight forward, he'll be done soon. Some guy named Gok thinks his partner is cheating on him, it's kind of lame to pay someone to find that out, but Izaya is that good I guess"
[Gok!? are you sure?]
"Huh? yeh I think that's what Namie said, you know him?"
[I've heard of him, he's not a man to be messed with]
"He dangerous or something?"
[He's bad news, and kind of strong, I've heard he's really possessive]
[I delivered a package there once, the guy that answered the door was pretty terrified, I asked if he was ok and I got a bland story about Gok and how scary he could be, he was planning on leaving him. The next day, I saw the same guy being reported on the news as deceased]
Shinra looked at her sadly "We don't know that this Gok person did it, maybe it was just a coincidence"
[No, the guy said that was pretty adamant that Gok was a terrifying person, said that he'd killed a guy once just for looking at him]
"Whoa, he really does make Izaya sound normal, so is this a case of – do I need to warn Izaya? Cause you know he can take care of himself"
[Gok is dangerous!]
"Have you met Izaya? ha ha ha, besides I thought you disliked the guy]
[I do, and I have a sneaking suspicion that he knows where my head is, but even I wouldn't wish for someone like Gok after him. Besides, he's been a friend of yours since primary, I can't help that when you care, I care]
Shinra's eyes soften and he pulls her into a hug, he could tell just from her tensing that she felt awkward. "You're such a good person Celty" he said as he pulls away. "I'll ring him, at least give him some kind of warning"
[ok]
Shinra scrolled down the names on his phone and then waited as it rang, he was immediately diverted to voice mail so Shinra knew he had it on silent. -sorry I can't talk right now my lovely humans, but please do leave a message-
"Damn"
[what?]
"Voice mail, I'll give him a quick text" *Celty knows who Gok is, she said he's really dangerous and somewhat possessive or something, try not to get involved with him...so be careful I guess* Shinra then turned to Celty "That's about all we can do, Izaya can handle anything so we really shouldn't be that worried"
[I guess]
"I know something we could do to make you feel better he he he"
[you're hopeless]
Izaya got out of the black shiny cab, tipping the driver in the process. he walked along the streets of Ikebukuro, he pulled his phone from his pocket, seeing a message, he read it and then smiled. "This will be more interesting then I thought, so nice of Shinra to tell me that" he said to himself.
Izaya looked up at the building he stopped at, the kings Zen club, he smirked "Let the fun begin" he placed his hands in his Jean pockets as he entered the club.
~You make me feel Like I'm livin' a Teenage dream The way you turn me on I can't sleep Let's run away and Don't ever look back,Don't ever look back~
The music played with great bass around the dance floor, he felt even more alive then usual when he noticed no one here really knew who he was. He walked toward the bar and sat on one of the stalls, the barmaid spotted him and walked over. "What'll it be handsome?"
"Water" he said casually.
"That it?" the barmaid asked a little surprised.
"I like to stay in control of myself"
"If you weren't gay I'd ask you to dance after my shift ended" she replied sexily as she pulled out a glass bottle of water and set it down next to an empty glass.
Izaya smirked and said "Too bad, that's what you get for working here" He turned around, Just on Queue, the guy he needed proof on walked into the club. Izaya smirked and nodded in his direction "Does that guy always come here?" he asked the barmaid, who then turned her attention to him.
"Seen him a couple of times, he's a little edgy and weird, not really seen him go home with anyone, he just about dances when he's had a couple"
After pouring the water into his glass, he took a slow sip as he stood up to lean on the bar facing the crowd. The guy in question leaned looked around the small club. As soon as he looked Izaya's way, the informant motioned with his finger for him to come over. The guy walked up to him, Izaya gave him a sly smile. "You looked lonely by yourself, can I get you a drink handsome?" he knew it was a bit out there, and even he knew it was a bit of a lame pick up line; but Izaya didn't care as long as it got him what he wanted.
"Well, I'm taken"
"So what's a drink going to do?" replied Izaya.
"Well I guess that's ok"
"Great! What are you drinking tonight?"
"Gin and tonic please" he said shyly.
"Don't be so dull! Drop the polite shyness and have some fun! It's what you came here for right? Nothing has to happen" the informant happily said as he handed the guy before him the drink that had been made. When the guy downed the drink in one, Izaya smirked "Thirsty hn? another?"
"S-sure..."
Six gin and tonics later...
"I can just never please him...he thinks I'm cheating! Can you believe that!? We've been together for a year, I wouldn't do that" said the-not so shy guy any more
"Some people just aren't satisfied" said Izaya, he was getting bored, he watched the guy down another drink and rolled his eyes, he looked at the dance floor and then smirked. "Lets dance, it might loosen the anger, what'dya say?"
"You know what? Lets dance! I'm a grown man, and if he thinks I'm cheating then he's a dick!" the young blonde shouted, Izaya laughed; he had no idea what he was doing any more and that amused him. Izaya slipped a couple of thousand bills into the tip box and winked at the barmaid and then led the younger man to the dance floor.
She shook her head and then smiled at the money "He can come again"
"Relax, it's just fun" said Izaya as the guy danced nervously. "Just let me lead you and it'll all fall into place" the informant gestured as he walked around the back of him and placed his thin hands at his waist.
~I wonder (wonder) If I'm just too much for you Wonder (wonder) If my kiss don't make you just Wonder (wonder) What I got next for you What you want to do? (do) ~
Izaya leaned forward and whispered into his ear "What's your name anyway?"
"Kenji" he replied as he leaned against the informant exposing his neck.
"I'm just dancing alone here, dance against me Kenji" Izaya whispered again. The two began moving more to the beat as Kenji turned around and ground his hips against Izaya's. The cocky info broker grabbed a fist full of Kenji's hair and then lightly put a kiss on his neck. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small camera, Kenji turned to the object.
"A camera?"
"Lets make a perfect night complete shall we?" the two moved against each other as they danced, Kenji wrapped his arms around Izaya's neck and kissed him. Izaya smirked into the kiss and held the camera away from them to take a snap shot. Kenji looked up with half lidded eyes
"Take me to your place" Kenji said as he walked around Izaya and gently took the camera away from him and kissed his neck, taking his own picture. This was working too well for Izaya, and he couldn't help but moan just a little when Kenji licked up his neck and kissed him again, gently. He couldn't deny that Kenji was a nice kisser, not his style but he was still enjoying it. Izaya took the camera back and pulled Kenji out of the club and pushed him against the wall kissing him roughly and took another picture. He pulled out his cell phone and then phoned for a taxi. Kenji leaned against him, almost stumbling over; they waited by the wall for the taxi to arrive.
"We're going to your place instead" Izaya stated, Kenji just nodded.
They both got in and reached the one bedroom apartment in no time, Kenji led Izaya into the bedroom and the informant pushed him onto the bed...
In the morning, Kenji woke up to a pounding headache, he reached a hand over the bed to find no one there. He got up and walked into the kitchen for some aspirin, attached to the box was a note 'I had fun last night, I can see why your boyfriend was paranoid ha ha ha' Kenji froze as the events from the night before came flooding back. His hand shook as he held the box and slid down to the floor. "What have I done?"
It was nine thirty in the morning, Namie was getting her coat ready when Izaya walked through the door. "Didn't you come home at all last night?" she asked when she saw him.
"I was having too much fun, I suppose you can take the day off, I have emergency info to deliver" he replied as he walked toward the desk and booted up his computer. Once it loaded he connected the camera to it.
"So, was he cheating then?" she decided to ask
Izaya smirked as the pictures began to pop up on the screen "Does that answer your question?" she glanced over at the screen and her eyes nearly bugged out of her sockets. She almost slapped him but he caught her wrist.
"Are you crazy!? I mean have you completely gone insane!? You can't give those to him! He's going to fucking kill you Izaya!" she shouted as she yanked her hand away.
"You heard him right? Any means necessary, he was so easy to provoke" Izaya stated calmly "So much for the relationship" he added.
"This isn't funny! You were supposed to get proof he was cheating with someone, why the hell did that someone have to be you!? What kind of person are you!?" she shouted back.
"Its no different then if he cheated on him with someone else"
"But you deliberately provoked him!"
"All I did was ask him to have a drink; he said yes- and to dance, he still said yes, all through the night he had the chance to say no; its not really my fault that he has no self control" Izaya calmly stated.
"Argh, do whatever you want, but pay me first, if you get killed over this I won't get any money"
"Ha ha ha, fair enough I suppose, now if you're not going bore me with any more lectures over this then go home"
"Fine, but if you show these pictures to him, then it serves you right" Namie walked out of the apartment..
Picking up his cell phone he dialled Gok's number that Namie had left attached to the desk. "I have the info ready for you, where shall we meet?" he said immediately after Gok picked up.
"Well its about time, lets meet at the Ikebukuro park, seven thirty tonight, it'll be more quiet then" his rough voice spoke back.
"I'll see you then" Izaya replied before he hung up. His cell rang immediately after, he chuckled when he saw the caller ID "Shinra, I didn't get a chance to thank you for that warning" Izaya said excitedly.
"Izaya what have you done!? I warned you for a reason, and you go and screw around with his partner?"
Namie he thought, "The guy wanted proof that Kenji was cheating, so that's what I did, its my job you know"
"But not like this, do you have any idea what you're doing? Did you really have to make the person he cheated on him with you!?" Shinra was slightly agitated
"Its more fun, after all, I gave him several chances to say no, he would have screwed some other guy that night whether I got involved or not" Izaya joked
"This isn't a joke Izaya, even Celty's worried and she's not very fond of you"
Izaya smirked "How nice of her, anyway I have pictures to print, gotta go"
"Izaya don't give him those pictures!" Shinra tried desperately one last time to convince him, but the informant then hung up. Izaya grinned as his printer began ejecting the photos "Don't pay for information you're not prepared for"
[He's not listening?]
Shinra shook his head "I don't know what else to do"
[If he won't listen to friends, why don't you ask Shizuo to warn him?]
"Shizuo? Why would that work? he hates Izaya! He'd quite happily join in"
[Shizuo wouldn't do that]
"He wants to kill him every time he sees him"
[Then don't ask for my advice!] she then stormed out of the living room and then slammed the door. Shinra sighed in sadness that he made her upset, he stared at his phone and decided to try Celty's idea.
"This is not going to go down well, but if it will make Celty happy then..." he listened to the phone ring until a gruff voice answered, he sounded just as annoyed as usual. "Hey Shizuo, how's it going?" asked the doctor nervously.
"I haven't run into the flea in a while, so my mood is only slightly off"
"That's good! Listen erm, I need a favour.." Shinra then explained what had happened so far to the debt collector on the other end, hoping he wasn't going to hang up.
"What the hell has this got to do with me Shinra!?" shouted Shizuo
"I just want you to warn him about the danger of this guy, he won't listen to me, could you just try? You don't have to sound like you care or anything, just as a favour to me?" Shinra asked
"I hate that damn bastard! Why the hell would I warn him?" replied Shizuo
"I know its a lot to ask of you, but even Celty wants me to try, this was actually her idea" Shizuo was good friends with Celty and himself, so he hoped that mentioning her name as well would convince him.
"As a favour to her, but I can't even look at him without blowing my stack"
"That's ok, I'll give you his cell phone number and you can talk to him through a phone call, better?" Shinra asked as he heard the strong blonde sigh.
"All right, but you damn well owe me!"
Shinra smiled with happiness "Thank you!" the two hung up and Shinra walked into the bedroom, peering around the door.
Celty held up her pad [go away!]
"I thought I'd let you know that I tried your idea, it turns out Shizuo is going to try and warn Izaya, he said he's doing it as a favour to you"
Celty sat up [really?] Shinra nodded and sat on the bed. [thank you, I'm still mad though]
Shinra laughed "Take all the time you need"
It was six thirty, Izaya was heading out of the apartment with his usual black fur coat on. He held an envelope containing the pictures inside, just as he shut the door his cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID which stated unknown, he flipped open the front and placed it to his ear. "Who is this?"
"Look here Izaya-"
"Shizu-chan? How on earth did you get this number? What happened to-I hate you I want to kill you, Why would you be calling m-"
"Would you shut up and fucking listen!?" Izaya figured Shinra had to be the one to give Shizuo the number.
"Ok Shizu-chan, but I'm busy at the moment so hurry up"
"Stop calling me Shizu-chan! Now listen, I don't give a crap about what happens to you, or what you do with whatever information your sick twisted games involve. I'm only doing this as a favour-" stated the debt collector.
"Shinra I'm guessing?"
"How did you-"
"I'm an information broker brute, and it's really not that difficult, even your think headed mind could have figured it out" Izaya laughed as he could hear grinding of teeth against the phone. Shizuo gritted his teeth and held back enough anger to try one more time.
"Izaya, you are treading on dangerous water, the guy you got information for, Shinra said he's bad news. Don't give him whatever the hell it is you're going to give him" Izaya smirked
"I just bet you're worried that I'm going to somehow get killed and leave you with no one left to fight with" he knew that was a load of bull, but he always was amused whenever he managed to piss Shizuo off more then usual.
"Well no one can say I didn't try to warn your pathetic existence" and then he hung up.
"He's so fun" Izaya said to himself as he slipped the phone in his pocket and walked out of the building to an awaiting cab.
Izaya arrived at the meeting place, he couldn't wait to see the look on Gok's face when he presented the information. He got out of the car and began to walk toward the benches, he spotted Kenji by Gok's side and smirked a little, even better he thought.
"Why are we at the park Gok? I thought you wanted to catch a movie" asked Kenji as he held Gok's hand.
"This will only take a minute pudding, I just asked someone to get me some information that's all"
"Oh, ok" Kenji looked around, no one was around except the five others that were already with them. Then Kenji's eyes laid on the figure approaching them, even though the park was dimly lit there was no mistaking who it was. Kenji stared in fear, he looked up at Gok and then at Izaya as he tried to piece together what was happening. "W-what information...?" asked Kenji nervously.
"We'll find out together" replied Gok. Izaya reached them and handed the folder to Gok
"I think you'll find your suspicions to be true" he said it so calmly.
Gok opened up the folder and with every picture his blood and rage was boiling. Kenji shook with horror at seeing those pictures, he looked at Izaya and then at Gok "YOU CHEATING LITTLE SHIT!"
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Gok! I was drunk and- and, he took advantage of me!" Kenji tried to claim
Izaya shrugged "Why bother to lie when the proof has already been presented?"
Gok grew more angry, he turned around and grabbed Izaya by the shirt and raised his fist. "YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD" Izaya quickly drew his switch-blade and swiped it across the man's chest and then ran toward the exit of the park.
"Gok I-" the dangerous man hissed at his wound and then turned to Kenji and with both hands he snapped his neck. Kenji fell lifeless to the floor, Gok growled and began to run after the informant.
"AFTER HIM NOW!" he shouted to his guards as they all joined in the chase.
Izaya ran through an alley way with a smirk. Despite being in danger which he knew very well he was at this point, he still continued to smirk, it was just his nature, he loved it! The humans that were chasing him, they were so much fun to play with. Though in the back of his mind he began to wonder if playing this new game was a good idea. But he never turned his back on a delicious game once he started it. He ran down another alley way and jumped up into the air to land on a low rooftop. He ran across it as the others ran below, once the rooftop ended he jumped into another alley way. The guards and Gok rounded the corner to the alley way that Izaya had gone down.
Izaya ran forward and jumped over the metal fence that appeared across it, he got the advantage as it took longer for them to get over it. He turned to them with a smirk "Just not as graceful as me ha ha ha" he laughed and then ran off again. He stared up at the wall and ducked behind a small gap when he realized it was a dead end. The others eventually caught up and looked around for the informant.
"It's a dead end, where the hell did he go!?" shouted Gok. Izaya smirked and with quick motion he began to slash the guards as they tried to attack him. Gok turned around to see the display, he was utterly furious. He ran up to the commotion just as Izaya was attacking the third guard. The informant spun around and brought the knife down on Gok, but the man caught his wrist. Izaya struggled to move the knife any closer to the dangerous criminal, Gok began to move his arm so that the knife in Izaya's hand was edging closer to him. Izaya punched Gok with his free hand with all the strength he had, it made him stumble backwards but he didn't let go, Izaya tried to free his other hand, the knife was dangerously close to his abdomen now. "I told you at the beginning, don't fuck with me"
"You also told me any means necessary By the way, your face was priceless, it was exactly the expression I was hoping for" Izaya smirked. "But I only did what you asked" he added.
"You messed with the wrong person, you little prick"
"I didn't give you false information, you're just mad that you didn't like the outcome"
Gok then slammed Izaya into the wall and the knife embedded itself at its target. Gok pushed against him causing Izaya to gasp at the pain, Gok then whispered against his ear. "Despite all things, I have to give Kenji credit, you are cute, too bad you got on my bad side" and with that said, him and the guards left him where he was.