Hello everyone. Sorry it's been so long ;~;. I've moved house so I have no internet. This lovely chapter is coming from my spare time in uni (which is almost non existent) I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as possible but my assignments are coming up so it might be a while. Please continue to support me. TTFN.

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High School Student

Years past with no contact but Shizuo never forgot about the little raven haired boy that had stayed with them. Even if it was for such a short time. Shizuo's anger and strength also grew throughout middle school. He was surprised he even managed to get into high school. He didn't think he would ever pass his test. It wasn't like he was an idiot, he just hadn't spent much time in the classroom. He had more often than not been escorted out of classes and sent to the headmasters office but this was all going to change now. He didn't want to make his parents any more disappointed than they already were.

Shizuo tried to short his tie out one more time before he eventually gave up and walked out of the house without it. He ran a hand through unruly blonde hair but couldn't manage to sort it out either. He gave up. He had the look of a classic delinquent. Dyed hair, no tie, uniform not straight and a bad attitude.

Shizuo sat through the entrance ceremony with a bored expression. First and second period went quickly with introductions and class roles. Before he knew it lunch had rolled around. Shizuo got up from his seat and fished around in his pocket for some change. He growled in frustration when he realised that he had forgotten to get any this morning.

"Great" He said he himself and sat back in his seat.

"Errmm, Heiwajima-san…there's someone asking for you." A teen with dark hair said uncertainly. Shizuo turned and stared at the door. A teen with a huge lunch box in his hands waved happily at the blonde. Shizuo narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, Shizuo-kun. Want to have lunch together?" He asked as he fixed his glasses.

Shizuo got up from his seat and made his way towards Shinra. "Forgot my money." He said moodily.

Shinra smiled without a care in the world. "Do you want some bread? My treat, I'll get you some milk too. Call it a reunion present." He grinned.

Shizuo smiled for a second. "Sure. Thanks Shinra-kun."

"No problem. My lovely Celty packed his lunch for me anyway so I have change to spare." He prattled on. Shizuo had learned to tune him out over the years. "- alright. I'll meet you there in a minute."

"Huh?" Shizuo asked. He had missed most of what Shinra had said.

"I said, I'll meet you out the back of school. I'm just going to meet up with another friend of mine."

"Oh, okay. I'll see you then." Shizuo said and continued to walk. He made his way to the back ground pretty quickly. He was surprised that he didn't get lost. He sat down on a picnic bench and waited for Shinra to turn up.

"Oi, You Heiwajima Shizuo?" A voice asked roughly. Shizuo looked up to see a gang of twenty men with bats and knuckle busters. Shizuo sighed.

"Yeah, what is it to you?" He asked grouchily.

The leader grinned and pulled a switch blade from under his shirt. "No hard feelings man. We're just here to beat the shit outta ya."

Shizuo grumbled. The vein on his forehead bulging as his left eye twitched. "I really hate violence." He growled as the leader came at him.

Shizuo punched him straight in the face. The man face smushed to the side. Shizuo felt a bone snap. Probably his nose. The man went flying backwards into his gang. As if a switch had been flipped the rest of the people launched themselves at the blonde.

He didn't notice the raven haired teen watching him from the sidelines with a smirk on his pale face. A bespeckled teen beside him. The raven didn't wear the usual school uniform. Instead he wore black slacks, a red shirt and a black jacket. He watched the blonde teen throw the gang in all different directions with a glazed fascination. He wondered what it would feel like to be punch by the blonde.

When the gang was decimated and the blonde stood panting a slow clapping started. Shizuo turned around and glared at the teen.

"This is Orihara Izaya, we went to the same middle school." Shinra explained.

That name….Izaya. It brought back a lot of memories for Shizuo. But this can't be the same kid. This can't be my Izaya.

"He's not a good guy…actually, he's kind of an asshole." Shinra finished with a smile.

The raven carried on smirking that smarmy smirk of his. "That's awful, Shinra." He said with a downcast look.

"No, no. I didn't mean it in a negative way."

Shizuo could smell something. Actually he had smelt it for a while now. He didn't know what it was but it stunk and he knew it had something to do with this…flea.

"You piss me off." Shizuo stated.

Shinra made a sound of surprise as Izaya looked up with that smirk in place once again. "Oh? Too bad, I thought you and I could have some fun." Izaya all but winked at the blonde.

"Shut up." Shizuo said and turned away.

"Don't be like that. Shizuo-kun."

Shizuo didn't know what it was. The smell, the sound of his voice, that damned smirk but whatever it was it caused his to snap. Shizuo was sure of it. He hated this guy. Shizuo went for him. Izaya jumping out of the way just as Shizuo demolished the bench he was sitting on. Izaya moved faster than anyone that Shizuo had ever seen before. One moment he was behind him the next he was slashing his chest open with a hidden blade.

"See? It's fun, Isn't it?" Izaya asked with a grin.

That day they tried to kill each other. Well….Shizuo tried to kill Izaya but all the time the Raven boy was running from the angry blonde he couldn't help but think how much fun this was. Would it had been this way if he had stayed with the Heiwajima's? Would they have had as much fun as they were having in the moment? Sure, Izaya wouldn't have minded a happy reunion either, he would have loved to throw himself into Shizuo arms and hug the blonde. He would have be happy….but maybe that was too much to ask.

Izaya entered the house silently and took off his shoes as quietly and quickly as he could.

"Where the hell have you been?" An angry voice said coldly. Izaya froze and turned around with wide eyes. The dark haired man in front of him blazed with anger, an anger that chilled him to the bones. It was so much different that Shizuo almost playful attitude. Izaya looked away from furious brown eyes.

"I was at club activities. Sorry I'm late. It won't happen again." Izaya apologised as he got up only to bow deeply. The back of his head was suddenly grabbed as he was forced lower onto his hands and knees.

"You better be sorry." He said as he released Izaya's head. The raven didn't try to get up. He looked at the floor and waited for his step-fathers anger to subside. The sound of a zipper being pulled down resonated in Izaya ear.

Please, no. Not again. Izaya thought to himself as a tear started to form in the corner of his eye. A hand wove its way into his hair and pulled harshly upwards.

"You know what to do. Show me how sorry you are."

Shizu-nii, save me….

The darkness…..it is coming. Mwuhahahahahah