"IZAYA-KUN!" I screamed at the top of my lungs at the sight of the info broker. He flinched and looked back at me. A smile came to his face and he shot his hands in the air like I was an old friend.
"Fokkusu-Kun…" He laughed. "It has been to long~" I was breathing heavily at the sight of him. "Did you just come back to town?"
"Why should it matter to you? All that should matter is that I'm going to beat the shit out of you!" His smile changed to a smirk as he pulled out a knife.
"Well, I guess I should pull this out~" I smirk came to my face as I rapped my hand around the nearest stop sign. I ripped it out of the ground.
"IZAYA-KUN!" I screamed again as I charged him, swing the sign as I did. He jumped out of the way with ease, and once he landed on the ground, I chucked it at him. He moved out of the way with a twirl. I growled and placed both hands under a vending machine. With a battle cry, I pulled it out of the ground. I heard gasps from the people around us as I threw it at Izaya.
Than out of nowhere a big black guy jumped in front of Izaya, catching the machine. I growled as he placed it down with a smile.
"You no fight~" His Russian accent think. I cursed the Russian now knowing I couldn't curse in Russian. "Fight no go~" As I charged to get Izaya, he picked me up by the back of my shirt. I tried to kick him to let me go.
"LET ME GO!" I shouted swinging my legs around.
"You no fight~ Come~" I looked at his smiling face. "You eat sushi~ Sushi good~" As I looked around in from of me I saw Izaya turn down a street with a skip. The big Russian placed me down and before he could pick me up again, I ran after Izaya. As I turned down the same street as he did, I slammed into a man, making us both fall to the ground. Someone hissed in a breath, mutering something about that I shouldn't have done that.
"Ow…" I muttered as I stood up, brushing off my jeans.
"Ow…" I heard a growl. "That's what I was going to say," I looked to where the voice was coming from and had the crane my neck to see his face. His brown eyes were hidden behind sun glasses. He had blonde hair and a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He was wearing a bar tending outfit. He shoved his hand into my chest, grabbed a fist full of my shirt and pulled me up to eye level, leaving my feet dangling. I placed my hands on his fist so I wouldn't fall out of my shirt. "You little brat—" He growled.
" I'M NOT LITTLE!" I shouted at him. He growled again.
"Do you have any idea who I am?" We both hear a whistle and looked over to see Izaya, walking along a curb with his arms out to keep his balance.
"Wow Shizo-chan~" He said. "You should know better than to pick on a girl~" I heard us both growl.
"IZAYA-KUN!" We both shouted at the same time. He dropped me, grabbed a street sign as I grabbed another vending machine. We both let out a battle cry and as the man charged Izaya, I threw the machine… And the same damn Russian stopped the man and my vending machine.
"You no fight!" He shouted. I started to run after Izaya but the Russian stepped in front of me, dragging the man along with him.
"Simon…" The man growled. "OUT OF MY WAY!"
"YEAH!" I screamed making them both look at me. I looked behind the Russian— Simon — to see where Izaya went. "I need to pound that guy to make him pay for almost killing me!" The man stopped trying to get passed Simon and just stared at me.
"Futōna-san?" He asked. I stopped trying to see where Izaya and looked at the man. I titled my head.
"Heiwajima-kun?" He let out a laugh.
"I should have known!" He laughed. "No other girl can throw a vending machine!" He patted my head.
"Stop it! I'm already short enough!" I moved his hand off my head with a laugh. We pulled each other into a hug. "It has been to long!" I said as I pulled back from the hug. "Last time I saw you, you were…" I craned my neck to look him in the face. "Shorter than me…" I felt a depression cloud come over me. He laughed.
"Yes I remember when we first met! You were man at the teacher for giving you a bad grade so you ripped the chalk board off the wall and hit him upside the head with it!" He laughed.
"Shizuo!" I looked over and saw a man with dreadlocks come running up to us with a pant. "You can make out with your girlfriend later; we have a job to do!" I felt a vein pop on my forehead.
"I am not his girlfriend!" I shouted but before I could say anything else, lacrimosa started playing. "Hold on." I hummed along with the song as I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and answer it. "Hello?"
"Where are you?!" I heard a worried voice. "You where suppose to be here an hour ago! Celty is worried sick!"
"Sorry,Kishitani-kun!" I saw Shizuo wave a hand good-bye as he walked away and I waved back.
"I thought I told you to call me Shinra~" He sighed into the phone. "When will you be here?"
"Soon," I started walking down the sidewalk to the apartment. "Guess who I just ran into~"
"Izaya?" I growled.
"Yeah…" I moaned. "But also Heiwajima Shizuo!" My voice light when I said his name. "I never thought he would change his hair color!" I laughed.