A/N: Voila le chapter 2. It may sound a bit rushed, and I kind of took a small break from the Izaya investigating why Shizuo was like that to add some other characters to the mix (I don't like stories with only 2 characters. I try to incorporate as many characters as I can) Reviews, comments, questions and suggestions are welcomed and encouraged! READ! ^^

Walking around the streets of Shinjuku was relaxing, especially at night. Even though he had just attacked Izaya, he felt overwhelmed with a calm sensation. His eyebrows weren't twitching, he wasn't growling nor sweating. He was calm. This is disgusting, aren't I supposed to feel bad, guilty? Aren't I supposed to run back to his house and apologize? How much pain have I caused? I probably shouldn't go back, I cause nothing but stress and pain for him. He obviously thinks that I don`t see him wince a little when he sits, or that he bought a new first aid kit… ughhh why am I like this?

Everytime I became friends with someone, I hurt them. Tom my best friend; I broke his arm a few years back. Kasuka, my brother; I threw a refrigerator at him. If I'm such a monster, then I should just stop living. Just…go away and never come back. I always hear what people say;

"that big brute"

"Oh so violent"

"stay away from that man, son"

"why isn't he arrested?"

And it goes on. On, and on and on. No one besides Celty, Shinra and Tom will talk to me besides Izaya. He was…different. Even though we hated each other, we always came back to each other for some reason. He'd annoy me and I'd beat the crap out of him—then he'd come back—bruised and all-and hug me, kiss me and touch me. Interesting relationship we have, huh?

Is it fair? Is it fair that someone would come back after you make them cry, bleed and yell? Is it fair for someone to embrace you after you rape them 2 times in a row? I picked up the stop light and hurled it across the sky—but silently praying it won't hit anyone.

Izaya's POV

Waking up was usually hard and annoying, but Izaya smelled Ootoro and jumped out of bed immediately—bad idea. Oh, my back..hurts..hurts so much. He slowly stretched and moaned, his heart beating so hard it panged his chest. He took care of everything in the bathroom, put on his clothes and fixed his hair. He put his hair so that no one will see the blue mark above his eyebrow, but someone will notice. His ass was still sore, but regardless the sex was pretty good. Considering he has…"experience" with other men, but he only had sex with one female before.

That was Namie. Three years ago, he had Namie come over to entertain him, and well…he was really horny so he needed sexual release…right? So he seduced Namie to his bed room and, well, did her. But things got awkward fast when she moaned "Seiji". So he promised not tell anyone as long as they both never spoke of this again.

Namie was in the kitchen preparing the Ootoro, and her face became cold when she saw Izaya's grinning face.

"Good morning Namie! How was your night?~"

"shut up and eat your food" she grumbled

"so mean Namie! I was being friendly!"

She snorts.

As he was about leave, Namie asked "where are you going? We have a lot of work to do!"

"oh, you can go home Namie, with pay of course. I just need to take care of some private things."

"Izaya, is this about Shi—"

"no. now go home. Now". His smile fell and his tone was harsh. Even for Namie, she hardly saw him so grim.

"fine…but don't do anything stupid"

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." His tone went back to normal, joyful and enthusiastic

Why is he like this? Is he bipolar or something?

"Bye Izaya". She left first, and he followed her. They went separate directions.

He walked into Ikebukuro, the city of danger, but also, beautiful humans. He loved watching them, their reactions, and watching couples was his favourite. Aw, those two look so cute together. He was practically skipping; he looked so happy you could almost see unicorns, glitter and rainbows radiating above his head.

The informant was humming a song to himself.

Pon pon wei wei wei pon pon pon pon pon wei wei wei, this song is so catchy!

He stopped humming when he saw Mikado, Kida and their erotic looking friend, Anri. Wait why Anri and the blue-eyed boy holding hands…and were they sharing that ice-cream?

"Hello, guys! Good morning! Mikado-kun, I never knew you were dating Anri-chan!"

"cut the crap, Izaya, what did he do this time?" Kida asked fiercely. Dammit I hate Shizuo, why was he hurting my future husband? I can't marry Izaya with scars and bruises all over his face…

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Mikado took his hand out of Anri's and pointed a finger at Izaya. "Why are you lying to us? We care about you. W-we can't see you get hurt by such a m-monster."

"I really don't know what you're talking about, Mikado." Izaya said firmly, still smiling. As if on cue, the wind swept Izaya's bangs out of his face, revealing a dark bruise above his eye.

They all gasped in unison, and stared at Izaya pityingly.

Kida stepped closer and gently put his fingers on Izaya's face. "You don't have to stay with Shizuo if he's hurting you" besides, he's a damn cockblock.

Izaya swatted Kida's fingers away "don't worry about me, Kida-kun. You know what; you guys should come over to my place. We could just talk about this over dinner or something. Namie's cooking."

Anri finally spoke up. "your place? And where would that be, an asylum?" Damn, I hate this guy. Is he going to murder us three with that knife he walks around with?

Oh, Anri, you're getting feisty aren't we? Mikado, so lucky you have a girlfriend to protect you from bullies and such. Anyways, tonight at 8." He turned to look at Kida and said "don't worry, no Shizu-chan."

Kida's POV

"don't worry, no Shizu-chan." He remembered the encounter that morning with Izaya. He was so beautiful, so graceful and so…good looking. When Izaya looked at him, he felt like his heart would jump out of his rib-cage.

If my plan goes exactly perfect, I can seduce Izaya. He already tried to seduce Mikado when he had a crush on him a few months ago, which didn't work.

-Flashback-

It was the end of gym class, and Kida and Mikado were the only two people left in the change room. Mikado looked like he was having trouble with his zipper, and Kida was already done. This is the perfect opportunity to make Mikado my girlfriend—I mean—boyfriend. He went over to Mikado and asked "hey, you need help Mi~ka~do~?"

"No thanks Kida, I got this" He was still fiddling when Kida came in close proximity to his face and whispered "It looks like you're having trouble". He proceeded to rub Mikado's member.

"M-Masaomi what are you nnngh doingngg"

"Shhhh" Kida mashed his lips to Mikado's lips. The blue-eyed boy dodged Kida's tongue and pulled away quickly. He tried to zip his pants once again but his growing erection was stopping him.

"Oh my god, what the hell Kida? Why did you do t-that? I'm not g-gay. I like Sonohara." Holy shit what is wrong with Kida?

"But Mikado, I've liked you for a long time…" He continued to rub Mikado.

"s-s-stop that, I never knew you were gay" He finally got his zipper up and tried to leave

"Where are you going?" Kida said pathetically. He felt a lump grow in his throat

"To Anri. I love her." He bowed at Kida and ran off, trying to forget that experience.

-Flashback end-

I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen again. I can't see Izaya hurt like this. I really liked Mikado, but I love Izaya. Even though he's 23….He's not that old. Tonight after Mikado and Anri leave, Izaya will forget all about Shizuo.

A/N: How was that guys? It took me 2 days, idek why. I've been really busy on le tumblr

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