Then I made another one, just for fun.
He knows he shouldn't have come. He knows this is a trap. He –
He's an idiot.
Shizuo studies the park carefully, looking a certain raven-haired man. He knows he's being played by Izaya. It's pretty obvious considering it's him. Both knew it, but Shizuo still came because he's too gullible and too curious. He looks for a sign, something completely out-of-character. Usually it's a Hello Kitty trademark or a pink phone to piss him off. He's been roaming around the park for a few minutes now, every time they have meetings like these, Izaya would always be the first to come, giving Izaya the advantage. He'd study his surroundings from top to bottom, then that's where the mindfuck happens.
"Get your ice cream here!"
Shizuo snaps out of his thoughts, glaring at the ice cream vendor. The man notices, and becomes paralyzed with fear. He inches a few steps back, hiding behind the ice cream cart, avoiding Shizuo's gaze.
"Hey," Shizuo cautiously walks toward the vendor, but the man hides in terror, pulling the cart away from the man with the glasses.
"No, no, please, just leave me alone. Don't hurt me, take whatever you want," the man raises his hands in surrender, trapped between a tree and Shizuo. He quickly starts taking out every kind of ice cream, laying them on top of the cart in rows. Bewildered, Shizuo stares. Is he really that intimidating? He sighs, shaking his head.
"I just wanted-" he began. The man screams, ducking for his dear life. Shizuo waits for the man to quiet down, feeling uncomfortable at the stares from everyone. The vendor slowly rises to his feet, still shaking.
"I just need to know if you've seen a man… Black hair, wearing a black jacket and jeans; almost as tall as me, an asshole," he drifts off, clenching his teeth. If he ever sees Izaya, he's not going to see the light of day.
"Um, yes, I've seen him," he replies nervously, telling Shizuo everything. He nods, swiping a popsicle out of the counter and thanks him. The vendor bids him farewell and runs, pushing his cart away as possible from him.
Walking around once more, he follows the directions the vendor had given him. Izaya had used the swing set, the slide and ran around the playground like a madman, then raced toward the pink bench that was close to the park entrance. Shizuo approached the bench; it was hot pink, filled hello kitty stickers and encouraging quotes written in permanent markers. The bench reeked of fresh paint, Shizuo rolled his eyes, Izaya literally bought a bench and made it look girly to antagonize him.
The things the man does when he is bored…
The closer he got to the bench, he realizes that there's a pink letter addressed to him. He opens the letter carefully, scared that the letter might explode on his face. He reads it, face turning red, and screams in rage. He crumples the letter, and stomps out of the park, mumbling to himself on how he should kill Izaya.
On the letter, it says:
I'm just kidding.