HEYZ! Here's the next chapter! Sorry that it's so short, I didn't realize it 'till… Recently. So enjoy, and I own nothing here but the stuff that happens.
Chapter 2: Feelings
At least an hour and a half past in the snow, until Shizuo finally arrived. When Shizuo stepped out of the car, Izaya suddenly got a rush of happiness. He wasn't sure why, because he didn't quite care if it was Shizuo or not, but at the same time he didn't want it to be someone else.
"Come on, and get in," Shizuo said when he stepped out of the car. "I'm still mad at you for running away though."
'Run away? Did I run away or something..?' Izaya thought.
Izaya stepped into the car and got buckled. Shizuo started to talk, "You know you could've told me where you went. Or called or something…" He looked over to Izaya. "You listening?"
Izaya shook out of his daydream, "Yeah, yeah. I'm following. It's just… I can't remember anything-"
Shizuo quickly looked back at the road. "How far back can you remember?"
"Uh, the last thing I remember was… Going to your house. But I don't remember anything before that either…"
"Well," Shizuo gulped. "do you remember what you were doing at my house?"
Izaya shook his head, "No, I don't"
Shizuo sighed with relief. "You do remember that we hate each other, right?"
Izaya nodded, "Which brings in the questions of, 'Why are you helping me?' and 'Why am I telling you this stuff?'"
"That I don't know… But I'm helping you because according to you, we don't hate each other now… And I thought I could hide this, but of course, you had to be smarter."
"Hide what?" Izaya tensed up with that anxious feeling; like the one you get on Christmas morning.
"Everything about us. And what we did when you were over at my place. And Why I'm helping you. And all that shit…"
Hope you enjoyed! And I promise the next chapter will be MUCH longer! So review, and I except ideas -wink-
