"Hate" at first sight-chapter I
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Finally IT IS DONE! I hope all my dear, lovely readers enjoy this chapter as it has been a pleasure to write!
Sorry if I haven't updated for month, but I've actually managed to update this fic in a much shorter time span than I usually do for any of my other fics! (Also I've been really busy with my midterms).
He's pissed off, beyond pissed off.
Shizuo scowled as he attempted to keep his sheared shirt and school jacket together.
Kicking away a twisted street sign, he growled at the several dozen fallen thugs around him and looked around for the target of all his hatred; only growing more furious when he realized that Izaya was long gone.
Tch! The fucking bastard is such a fucking coward that he probably left as soon as I scored the first hit. He must have planned to get me as mad as he possibly could, then leave when the fireworks started so that the rest of Ikkebukuro could pay the price. Shizuo inwardly cursed himself and balled his hands into tight fists.
He began to see intense red; attempting to calm down by taking several deep breaths and counting to a hundred only made him more incensed and eager to reach for the nearest projectile so that he could throw it after his absent enemy.
Grounding his teeth, Shizuo found his mind turning to the beginning of all his frustrations and troubles.
It had occurred shortly after the sudden appearance of his strength.
Two boys in his lower school class had leveled several slanders at him and had attempted to mockingly mimic his power by role-playing that he was violently hitting his brother.
It was only when they called him and Kasuka "freaks of nature" that he had lost his cool and sent a table flying into the wall near their heads, causing them to clam up and stare at him numbly.
It had been the first of many such incidences. He had always been an uncontrollable and furious kid, but when the taunts and contempt had grown hundredfold (they had always been minor nuisance before) any remaining control that he had had over his emotions had disappeared, replaced with a borderline acceptance of what he was… a "monster" who would never find his soulmate.
Soulmates, he still loathed and loved the prospect of finding "the one". If he did bond with a person, then there was a chance that they could accept him for what he was and he would finally have someone who he could rely on, on a deeper and more emotional level than with anyone else. Even if he did have his brother and his parents, he wouldn't be able to stay with them –and he didn't want to be a burden to them any longer than he had to- forever.
But he was being far too optimistic; it was far more likely that if he did find his soulmate then they would reject him…
Shizuo flinched and made a bitter noise.
Whatever, I should just take my brother's advice and not think too much on it. Even if I've lately been feeling very strange, as if there's something I have to do before it's too late… it feels important and when I think too intensely on it, it makes me think of the flea…
Snorting, Shizuo smoothed his shredded clothing and got his phone out.
Still shaking with rage, he dialled his mother's number and waited for the following beeping to disperse.
It was a tactic that they had devised between them, when he became too murderous towards a certain brunette he would call her and she would calm him down with soothing words and comforting nuances; getting him to sort through his problems and attitude in the process.
Usually Shizuo was dismissive or outright forgetful of the option, but at times such as the current one, when he frantically needed to hear his mother's voice, he would be immensely thankful for it.
His phone finally connecting, Shizuo took a deep breath and greeted his mother.
"Hello…" he grunted. "Yes it was him, No it's not bad. They only gave me several cuts, so I'm going to go over to Shinra's to get treatment okay? You don't need to take me to the hospital or call the emergency services"
Preoccupied, and already cooling down because of it, Shizuo started to stomp down a side street towards his friend's house; his voice fading away from the wrecked scene behind him.
"Yes I said they, there was more than one. It's not impolite; Shinra's used to me turning up unannounced and bloodied, its fine…"
Shinra Kishitani sighed as he finished bandaging one of his few friends.
"You just had to come here and deprive me of some sweet time with my lovely Celty, didn't you? Why couldn't you have just gone to a hospital and bothered them?" he mumbled, his words gaining him a stormy –only he could tell that it was one- look from his eternal beloved.
Shizuo shrugged nonchalantly. "You know that most refuse to treat me because of my temper and reputation. Anways, you're nearer and you're used to dealing with me".
"Not an excuse Shizuo, you know that this is the only time of the day I get to spend with my love, and because I have to go to school we only have so many hours together to have-"he was interrupted by a sharp punch to his stomach from the object of all his affections.
Sniffling from the pain, Shinra managed to straighten himself without keeling over too much.
"O-okay I get it, you don't love me the same way I love you…yet" he wheezed and flailed his arms to stop her from hitting him again. "Just let me finish treating Shizuo, please".
Wanting to forget the preceding event, Shinra decided to have a nice talk with his friend. Who wore an amused and somewhat pitying smile, probably because of the spectacle he had just saw.
"So Shizuo, what did Izaya do this time?" he asked cheerfully. "You've only known him for a month and yet I bet you hate him more than anyone else".
Shizuo's grin quickly melted and he glared at him. "The son of a bitch set an entire gang after me, they knew my parents were bonded and they called my mother a "choosy whore who should learn to spread her legs more, maybe for them". I knocked all of them out and I would have done worse to Izaya if he had still been there, but he had fled like the pathetic piece of shit that he is" He seethed.
Shinra couldn't help but wince at Shizuo's words; he should have known better and not reminded him of Izaya. Opening his mouth to apologise, he was cut off by a deranged and frenzied outburst.
"That fucking bastard, one day I swear that I'll kill him and rip off his stupid smug smirk. He bothers me so much; even when he's not here I can sense him. He's always troubling me with his confident taunts and exaggerated annoyances. I haven't even touched him yet and it makes me so mad that I want to…" Shizuo clutched his head tightly as he ranted.
Shinra blinked, Shizuo's words had reminded him of something, an extract from some science journal that he had been reading the other day about… His mind whirring, he could only grasp that he had to find and confirm his suspicions-
"Can I go? I think I need to have some alone time and get a grip on myself" Shizuo said tersely.
"Yeah you can, just let me finish... Oh I'm done, I guess you can leave. Do you need borrow some clothes to go home? Your mother always yells at me if you come home all… frayed" he finished sheepishly.
Shizuo rolled his eyes. "If you have anything you can spare" he said with pointed finality.
In the end, he loaned Shizuo one of his larger shirts and the blonde left in a huff, almost causing the front door of his apartment to shatter as he slammed it shut.
Finally left alone with the one person he only truly cared about in the whole world, Shinra couldn't help but stare blankly at the cracked door for a few moments; contemplating a fantastic and ridiculous idea that he didn't really have any real evidence for, apart from a gut feeling that he was the only one who had caught onto something… obvious.
But he soon shook himself out of his unprompted stupor and turned to his love, preparing his most seductive voice and wangling his eyebrows suggestively in the process.
"Hey Celty, do you think we could-"
The headless rider kicked him in the head before he even had a chance to finish his sentence.
Izaya clicked his teeth and lazily flicked his switchblade as he waited outside Raira's gates for his beastly archenemy to finish detention so that he could play with him.
He hadn't fought personally with Shizu-chan for a few days and although sending the gang after him the preceding day had been amusing, he wanted a nice long chase with just the two of them.
His phone suddenly vibrated within his pocket and after looking at the caller ID he answered it out of sheer boredom.
"Mairu, Kururi, What is it?" he chimed.
"Nii-san" Mairu's bubbly voice came from the other end. "Can you come and pick us up from school?, mama can't come for several hours because her meeting got delayed"
"I'm busy at the moment, go home yourself or wait" Izaya said curtly.
"You sound bored, come and pick us up and we'll entertain you!" his sister answered back with mock sweetness.
"You can entertain yourselves. For instance, you could go and look for your Soulmates"
"Nii-san, how many times do we have to tell you! You know that Kururi and I are bonded to each other forever." Mairu stated firmly. "Yes we are!" echoed Kururi's voice in agreement.
"Just keep telling each other that. I'm sure that society would beg to differ"
"Ugh Nii-san, leave us alone. We'll wait for our mother to pick us up"
The line went dead.
Izaya groaned in relief, he held minimal affection for his sisters and had tried to view them the same way that he viewed many of his humans, barring Shizuo, as something to be observed with playful interest. Recently this had grown into a much larger annoyance and he had started to ignore them as much as he possibly could.
Snapping to attention when he spotted a familiar head of bleached hair leaving the school, he stepped directly into the path of his monstrous adversary and smirked.
"Shizuu-chan, on your way to terrorise Ikkebukuro I presume?" Izaya said excitedly. "Or are you off to wander aimlessly as you sometimes do; a Beast desperately searching for the "one" who could make him remotely human".
"Shut up flea, Leave me alone" Shizuo bit back with thinly veiled hatred.
"My my, someone is angry! Is it because of the detention I got you into after that ambush? Maybe I should apologize, your protozoan brain can barely keep up with everyone else academically already and spending extra hours in detention doing nothing but lines puts you further behind… your bonded parents must be sooo disappointed".
Shizuo roared and lunged for him, dropping his bag in the process.
Izaya easily spun out of his reach and got his switchblade out. His smirk widened and he blew a kiss towards Shizuo, before he began to run, closely followed by his nemesis.
Having caught Shizuo's attention, Izaya led him throughout Ikkebukuro until they both stopped, panting from the effort in an enclosed alley.
"Isn't this fun Shizu-chan! I bet it's the most fun you've had in days, since no one ever hangs out with you apart from Shinra or Kadota. Sadly, they can only offer so much entertainment to a monster such as you, so you need to cause destruction to not be bored ne?" Izaya breathlessly leered.
"Just shut up flea, right NOW!" Shizuo wheezed desperately. "What the fuck do you get out of this?"
Izaya laughed and walked straight up to Shizuo until his faces was inches away from the others, causing him to freeze completely still out of shock.
"I hate you so much Shizu-chan… You have no idea what place you hold in my love of humanity. You're on a completely and utterly different and much, much lower pedestal in comparison to the rest of them, and yet…" Izaya whispered almost tenderly.
He extended his hand, until it too was inches away from Shizuo's face.
What is this… this desperate urge to touch Shizu-chan, with skin to skin contact… to stroke his cheek and pat his hair? I wonder what they both feel like… they look so soft. Izaya wondered for a few moments until the circumstances caught up to him.
Reeling, He leapt away from Shizuo as if he had been burned, just as the other took a wide swipe at him.
Why I am thinking this, Shizu-chan is an unfeeling beast that I shouldn't even be wasting my time on. He inwardly frowned.
Composing his features, Izaya smirked with renewed vigour. "Heh, I think it's getting late Shizu-chan, even for me; Sooo Sayonara Protozoan". He mockingly waved at his enemy and darted away.
Roaring and disregarding all else, Shizuo thundered after Izaya. Muttering kill kill kill under his breath as he ambled.
The chase had for once, become a real one. With Izaya struggling earnestly to get as far away as possible from the one who muddled his thoughts and caused him to second guess his current actions.
I'm such a tease… (Don't worry; both boys will bond soon-maybe!).
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