((Note: Again, not good, but not bad either. This one is surprisingly long. I had no idea how this story was about writing letters. Anyways, enjoy~))

Here we see Shizuo again. Nothing's up really. He's just walking around Ikebukuro; while on the other side of Ikebukuro, Izaya is looking for Shizuo to do his daily "Shizu-chan tormenting" like he always does. Shizuo was just minding his business until he saw a balloon with something tied to it. The balloon was gently floating down and it landed right in front of him. He picked it up and saw that a letter was attached to it. Curious, he opened a letter and saw that it was sent by an elementary school kid. He remembered the time he had to do that. A letter… Did he every tie it to a balloon, he doesn't remember.

Shizuo reads the letter. It said to reply back. Shizuo didn't reply back. More like he'd rather not do so. He tied the letter back on to the balloon and set it free. Speaking of letters, he wondered what happened to the one he actually sent out. He thought as hard as he could and looked towards the sky. As he continued walking, he did remember sending one out. He did tie one to a balloon. He was never against doing the assignment but…

"This isn't eligible enough Heiwajima-kun," the teacher scolded. Shizuo just pouted and walked out.

"Why do I even have to do this anyways?" Shizuo throws a fit and kicks a trashcan. The kids around him ran away or fled to the wall. He personally didn't even want to do the letter, but there is a side of him that does want to do it. He was grumbling to himself and he saw Kasuka. Kasuka was a little worried and his face slightly shows it.

"… Did a teacher yell at you again...?"

".. Not really… Let's go home."

Kasuka nodded and they both set off to walk home. Kasuka, being quiet as he is, is more quiet than usual. Shizuo noticed that he glances over to him then look back. Shizuo wonders what's with Kasuka and as an older brother he should know what's up, "Kasuka? Something wrong?"

Kasuka looks over to Shizuo and shakes his head. Then they walk past that little familiar shop. Shizuo stopped. He turned to see that the store clerk of that shop walk up to them.

"You're always covered up in bruises and bandages. Are you alright?"

Shizuo slightly blushes. This isn't the first time it happened but this time... "I-I'm alright."

"How about I give you two a glass of milk," the lady said with a smile while handing two bottles of them. She petted both of them on their head afterwards.

"T-thank you again…"

"It's alright. You're a growing boy. Is something bothering you? You can tell me about it?"

Shizuo would tell her but he's a little embarrassed to go into detail. But he told her about what was on his mind, "I have to write some letter and tie it to a balloon. I keep having to do it over again. It's hard to write a letter with a broken arm and—"

The lady started to giggle. Shizuo blushed even more, "I-it's not funny…" Shizuo pouts.

She pats Shizuo's head again, "I remember the time I had to do that as well." Shizuo looked at her curiously in awe. The kind lady continued, "Write what you want in that letter. I know that it's the hardest part to do especially with a broken arm." The lady smiled. Her words calmed Shizuo.

Kasuka looked as if he was learning from this as well. "Thank you," Shizuo said.

"Don't mention it. Good luck."

"Mm," Shizuo confidently nodded, "Let's go Kasuka."

And they both continued home. The regular things happened at home but Kasuka seems to be avoiding Shizuo. Their parents can see that so they decided to ask him. Kasuka remained quiet about this but looked to the side to his backpack. They asked if they can look in to his bag and he nodded yes. In his bag, they found a letter. Then everything became clear. They asked if they can read it, Kasuka shook his head, but even so they read it anyways. His parents started to tease him because of his letter. Kasuka started to blush, for a slight bit. This is good news to his parents. Shizuo stormed out of his room and screamed, "What's with the noise? I'm trying to do my homework!"

Everything became extremely quiet. Then Shizuo marched back to his room. And his parents continued to pinch and tease Kasuka but more quietly.

Meanwhile, Shizuo was trying to finish his letter. He was scratching his head and looks extremely displeased with what he wrote. So, he crumpled up his paper and threw it in the trash. "Grr… Why is it so hard to write whatever? Who even does this stupid assignment? Oh, right us." Shizuo stared at the blank piece of paper for a while. He still doesn't understand what to do.

He tried to emulate other people's letters like the ones he saw in dramas, but that didn't seem to work for him. The papers in the trash started to build up; it went over the capacity of the trash can three hours later. It was late, past his curfew, but he still didn't finish. Kasuka was awake and watching Shizuo by the door. After a few minutes he left, Shizuo looked at the door then continued doing his work. Shizuo was working really hard on this letter, most likely because he didn't want to fail the assignment otherwise... Shizuo didn't even want to think about it.

Shizuo looked at his door again, this time he sees a shadow. He walked towards the door, opened it to see Kasuka sleeping in front of it. He had a blanket and was holding a glass of milk with a note attached to it.

"… Let this help you think…"

Shizuo looked at the glass of milk and remembered what the clerk said. Everything became clear, "Thank you." Shizuo sat down and started to write the letter and drink the milk.

It was morning, "Shizuo! You're going to be late for school."

Shizuo bounced up unhappy. But he had to go to school anyways. Shizuo hurried to get ready and ran to school; he barely made it on time. He gave the letter to his homeroom teacher to take a look. The teacher smiled and approved the letter.

Then it was off to tying them on to a balloon. Shizuo tied his and released it with the wind. Shizuo was for once proud of his work. Later on that day, the class Kasuka was in had to give a letter to someone in Shizuo's class. Odd enough, Kasuka picked his own brother. Not because he wanted to, it was because he drew his own brother's name in the box.

Kasuka stood there then one of Shizuo's classmates snatched the letter from him and read it aloud to everyone. Kasuka retreated to the nearest wall he can find. What Kasuka wrote about Shizuo was enough to make him blush. Shizuo went over to that classmate and snatched the letter away from him, "Thank you Kasuka."

Kasuka smiled slightly and nodded. Afterwards, Shizuo rampaged. Then what happened after that…

Shizuo came back to his senses to find himself standing in a familiar street. It was nostalgic. He turned his head to see a familiar shop that seemed to have gone out of business. Or maybe it was closed. Then he remembered what happened on that day afterschool…

Shizuo and Kasuka were walking home from school. Shizuo was in a good mood today because he finally finished the assignment and he will see that woman again. Then, Shizuo and Kasuka looked to the side to see that that woman was being harassed by a group of jerks. Shizuo was enraged to the point where he snapped whatever the thing he was holding in his hand, Kasuka saw and knew he was mad. Shizuo barged in and not only destroyed the shop and the jerks but hurt that kind woman. For the first time, Shizuo was hurt inside. Afterwards, he didn't see that woman again.

Then a woman went up to Shizuo, she looked familiar, "Ah. May I help you?"

"I'm ok. Thanks."

"You reminded of this young boy I met a long time ago. I never got to thank him for saving me that day."

"Is that so?"

"Yep…"

"That shop… It brings back so much."

"…" Shizuo quietly excused himself and continued walking like he usually does. He wondered what happened to his letter...

The balloon was floating idly in the air and it was popped by a boy who was throwing darts and threw one out the window. The boy picked up the letter. He grinned and said, "Heiwajima Shizuo?"

The same exact letter was held right in front of Shizuo's face. "IZAYAA! What is this shit?"

"Oho! You forgot the letter you wrote?" Izaya grinned and started to read it out loud, "Hello. My name is Heiwajima Shizuo. I hate vio—" At that time, Shizuo threw the nearest thing he can get which was a trash bin that Izaya dodged. Izaya continued, "I hate violence. I have a normal family, a mother, father, and a younger brother, Kasuka. I don't know what to say about me. But I really like this lady I met the other day—"

Shizuo grabbed on to the next closest thing he can get, which was a stop sign, and swinged it at Izaya.

"Oh, how cute Shizu-chan," Izaya taunted.

"IIIZAAAAYAAAAAAA!" And so it begins— err... ends once again. It's like Déjà vu all over again, on repeat.