Izaya still clearly remembers the day he first met the monster of Ikebukuro. Shinra had set them up to meet during one of Shizuo's fights. The raven haired man remembers staring in awe at the massive strength compacted into one body, and he wasn't bad looking either. After the fight, Izaya clapped slowly, gaining the blonde's attention. Those honey colored irises bore deep into the raven's soul and sent shivers down his spine. Crimson irises stared back, desiring to make him his own.
"I don't like you."
Of course, no one liked Izaya Orihara. He was one of the sneaky sort of person who would do anything to make whatever he wanted his. And although he wanted Shizuo to be his, he figured using honest tactics would work…after a few rounds of messing with the blonde. A smirk spread from ear to ear, his senses riling up.
"Ah, I expected as much, coming from a protozoa like you…"
Izaya hopped off his post just as an incoming swing was being projected at his face. He slid a little, flipping out his pocket knife, while Shizuo stood there confused. Apparently, no one had ever dodged a hit before. When Shizuo realized what had happened and turned around to face Izaya, the ravenette has made a large gash on his chest. Shizuo backed up and held his chest, as Izaya laughed.
"See," he said flicking his knife around. "Isn't this fun?"
Shinra stood in the back and watched the scene unfold. Shizuo kept trying to hit Izaya, but the nimble man, dodged every hit, taunting him more and more. A smile spread across the future doctor's face. Izaya was having fun with Shizuo. And where as Shizuo didn't look like he was having much fun, insulting and trying to smash Izaya to bits, he liked the fact Izaya wasn't afraid to approach him.
"Catch me if you can, Shizu-chan~" Izaya taunted running out of the school courtyard. He had to see Shizuo's durability himself.
"Get back here, you flea!" Shizuo growled out giving chase.
"Ooh, what a nasty name. That's so mean. At least Shizu-chan is cute, ne?"
"I'm not Shizu-chan! It's Shizuo! Shizuo Heiwajima!"
That name sent lovely shivers down Izaya's spine, as they ran into the nearly deserted alleys of Ikebukuro. Turning sharp corners, Izaya lead them out onto a particularly busy street. As Shizuo turned to follow, he suddenly lost him. Again confused, Shizuo looked around and turned, just as a large truck slammed right into him. Shizuo went spiraling into the air before landing just a few feet away from the truck. The driver scrambled away not too long after. Izaya came out of his hiding spot and leaned over Shizuo. The blonde looked up and stared into the crimson orbs.
"I like you."
Shizuo's eyes widened, and before he had a chance to ask, Izaya ran away. With a small groan Shizuo closed his eyes. "That flea…"
From his room, Izaya let a small smile sit upon his face. He felt satisfied with his first impression of Shizuo, and wondered if his little statement flustered the man. Sitting up and hugging a large pillow he snickered to himself.
"Let's play soon, Shizu-chan."