Helloooo there :D it took me a little while to get my brain going but here's chapter 2! And I would like to hear feedback if you liked it! :) ((I do not own Durarara! or any of its characters))
Chapter 2
By the early afternoon, another area of Ikebukuro was in ruins. That was a signal to everyone else that Izaya Orihara was in town, and that Shizuo was not happy about it at all.
Even with their daily high-speed chase, Shizuo made sure to never hurt an innocent bystander. Contrary to popular belief, that's just the kind of person he was. A very small handful of people knew and understood that clearly. That couldn't be helped, most of Ikebukuro had been too terrified of him to bother to get near him, let alone get to know him.
Most of the the time that never bothered Shizuo one bit, seeing as he was too shut off from everything around him to care. But at other times, it kind of hurt. It hurt to know that no one would step near him to spark up a friendly conversation because they couldn't get past what they saw on the outside.
A monster. Just a monster with a very, short temper.
Shizuo slowly came to a halt in the street, temporarily forgetting why he was even running in the first place.
"Why," he began to think, "Why am I even wasting my time with this?"
He had the answer to his question once the agile, raven haired information broker stepped passed him, taunting him once more before preparing to round a corner into an alleyway. Shizuo thought quick, and timed his move just right.
As soon as Izaya was right within his reach, Shizuo grabbed him and hurled him toward the nearest brick wall. While his enemy was vulnerable and open to attack, Shizuo sprang into action. In no time at all, he had one of his unbelievably strong hand clenched around the smaller man's neck and the other holding his wrists, leaving him completely powerless.
"Oh, good for you, Shizu-chan," Izaya strained to speak with his oxygen supply running short, "You've finally caught me. What now?"
Shizuo stared at Izaya's sarcastic expression for a long moment and just thought to himself. After years of chasing and aggravation, he finally caught the problem, the biggest problem in his life. But the longer he held back the more he reconsidered everything.
He'd wasted years of his life going after this arrogant bastard, he wanted to do something. Yet, even though this was true, something in the blond man had changed.
Izaya noticed the change in Shizuo's demeanor. It struck him as odd, and a bit of angst rose in him when the period of silence extended even longer. Not long after, he felt the incredible pressure on his throat disappear as Shizuo let up from him and took a few steps back.
"Y-you're...not going to hit me?" Izaya had been taken by surprise for the first time in a while, the sudden change in the beast he'd come to know alarmed him a great deal. The chance to get rid of Izaya for good was right in front of him, why didn't he take it?
"No. I'm not," Shizuo reached into his suit pocket and grabbed his blue sunglasses, sliding them on to his face. "Aren't you just...tired of doing this all the time?"
"What?"
"This! This...game! Do you think if we keep going on like this that it'll make its own ending? Well, it won't. And I'm tired of it. I'm ending this now. I want to move on."
Izaya couldn't find the words to say. He wasn't sure of himself at that moment.
"You're just..giving up?" He stared at the ex-bartender in disbelief.
"Yup," Shizuo shrugged nonchalantly, as if the events of today never even happened, "I'm done with you."
There was a light pause before Izaya let out a laugh, "You won't ignore me, Shizu-chan. You can't. No matter how hard you try, you can't."
"That's what you think." With that, Izaya was left standing all alone, left to contemplate what just happened. He felt warmth creep up his neck and to his face, in anger. Ignore? Shizuo was going to ignore Izaya?
Yeah, right. Shizuo could try all he wanted, but Izaya would not allow that. Not ever.
