Okay so the first chapter was centerd. This one isn't, hope its better. So this is what goes on in my cannon. i hope you like it!

Warning there will be ShizuoxKida in one of the future chapters and then Izaya turns into a jelous wife bahahaha.

Thank youu~!


(few days before the incident)

"A-Ah! S-shit..." The small figure beneath him mewled.

Shizuo tightened his grip a little and with a hard thrust, driving himself deeper into the smaller body.

"A-AH! T-There! P-Please there!" the person beneath him cried, pleading red eyes stared at him begging for more. Shizuo complied angling his thrusts, slamming into the bundle of nerves.

"G-God, yes! H-Harder! ..

'God, his pleads for more are such a fucking turn on!' Shizuo told himself, a possessive growl left his throat. He sped up to please the other until he suddenly felt the already tight muscles that surrounded his member clench almost painfully, and the owner moaned and screamed as his orgasm hit him hard.

"AHH! S-SHIZU-CHAAN!"

Shizuo opened his eyes rapidly, sitting up as quickly as possible. He panted, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. His mouth was dry and he was covered in cold sweat. He swung his feet off the bed, and sat on the edge. He ran his hand through his hair staring at the floor trying to calm down. He looked down at his now moist boxers with an unpleasant expression.

"Shit..." he sighed in defeat.

"Why does this keep happening?" he asked the empty dark room.

"Fucking flea..." Shizuo said out loud.

He doesn't quite know WHY the dreams started happening but, he had an idea who caused them. And this time, it wasn't the flea. They started about 2 weeks ago, after he had a rather, 'creative talk' with Erika. He truly wanted to throw her to the sun, or just punt her like a football across Ikebukuro. Really, all he thought after their talk was:God, she really needs to get her head checked,. BUT NOW. He was the one who needed that check up.

"Okay,.. It's okay Shizuo, calm down." Shizuo told himself, taking deep breaths.

'It was just a stupid dream, just clear your mind. Try to think straight.'

"Heh, straight." he chuckled at his own mind talking to him.

He blinked, once, then twice realizing what he just said.

He grabbed on to bleached locks and pulled with an aggravated growl.

"Argh! She has tainted me!"

He screamed as loud as he could, he finally surrendered and buried his face in his hands.

"Fuck..."


Back

Shizuo walked down the streets of Ikebukuro with a scowl.

"Dammit, Dammit, Dammit, Dammit, Dammit, Dammit..."

Was the only thing he kept saying over and over again.

'Ugh! Not only did I dream about the damn louse, but now I fucking reek like him! What the hell?'

He screamed in his head, annoyed.

His muttering becoming moderately louder.

"Dammit, Dammit, Dammit, DammitDammitDammitDammitDAMMIT!!" until finally he screamed kicking a Mail drop box in a fit of rage. He watched the metal box fly across the sky leaving a trail of letters behind it. He panted lightly trying to calm down. He continued to walk as if he didn't just send an a mail box flying across the sky for a tour of Ikebukuro.


Izaya sat in his living room alone.

"Hmm, so, Shizu-chan. How shall we play this game, ne?" He asked a chess piece he held between his fingers.

He looked down at the chess board staring at all the other pieces.

"first of all." He stated.

He brushed all the pieces from the chess board and onto the floor and placed only two pieces on it; The black and white king.

"This game is only for two players. Shizu-chan and I."

He looked down at all the pawns on the floor.

'I have no use for them. For now.'

Izaya thought before setting his attention back on the chessboard and the two kings on it.

"I guess to put this plan into action I should stay out of Ikebukuro for a while." he sighed in a childish manner.

"How boriiiing." He whined.

"but" He smirked.

"It should be all worth it." Izaya said as he moved the black king backwards away from the white kings territory.

"I wonder. Will you miss me Shizu-chan? Hehehe..." he giggled, which turned into a laugh which then evolved in to what can only be described as an Izaya cackle.


Shizuo and Tom walked down the streets of 'Bukuro.

Shizuo smoked silently enjoying the peace. Breathing in the smoke, letting it fill his lungs until he felt the familiar burn and exhaled a white puff of smoke.

'This. Is. Bliss.' He told himself.

"It sure has been quietly lately, huh?" Tom said with a smile, happy with how calm Shizuo has been in the couple of days.

"Hmm." Shizuo hummed quietly in agreement.

"Haven't seen Izaya for days eithe-" Tom voiced his thoughts with out noticing, causing Shizuo to twitch with a reminded that the flea was alive somewhere. Tom stopped himself hopping the blonde would just let it blow by and not get angry.

He didn't. He was.

"Why the sudden mention of the flea, Tom-San?" Shizuo growled slowly turning to look at his boss biting his cigaret, grinding it in between his teeth.

"Uh, no. Well." Tom sighed in defeat. "It doesn't matter, it''s just odd ya'know, I feel like hes planning something." Tom said and immediately regretted after looking at the blondes eyes.

Shizuo stared at Tom thinking.

'Crap, what if he's right. I was so overwhelmed with the quietness I left my guard down. What if h is planning something? Could it be worst then the whole gang war? What is that fucking insect thinking?' Shizuo continued biting his cigaret not noticing it broke in half a while ago.

"Heh, planning something huh?" Shizuo said calmly as he spat out the cigaret butt. He reached into his vest pocket and pulled out his cigaret pack. He pulled out a new cigaret, placing it between his lips, then lit it. He took a long deep drag, then something happened that even took Tom by surprise. Shizuo broke out into a fit of laughter as the smoke escaped his mouth.

"S-Shizuo?" Tom asked now worried for the blonde.

"Hell no." Shizuo growled quietly as he took another drag from his smoke.

"What?" Tom asked confused now.

"Hell now!" Shizuo growled louder this time.

"The fleas not gonna get away with just a punch this time! I'll pummel him into the ground until he becomes a permanent land mark in Shinjuku! As a reminder, and that reminder will be; THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PISS SHIZUO HEIWAJIMA OFF!"

Shizuo flashed a wicked angry smile as he stomped off towards Shinjuku.

Tom stared at Shizuos back watching him leave.

"If looks could kill, I'd probably be a goner." Tom said out loud as walked the opposite direction.

'I hope he remembers he has a job once in a while before storming off like that.' Tom sighed.

After a car, 5 stop signs, 3 poles, 2 mail boxes, and a poor soul who didn't know what was coming to him flew across the sky, he was finally in Shinjuku, in front of the building the informant lived.

"I-za-ya-kuuun." Shizuo called out, knowing full well the informant couldn't hear him, but he had o call out to his name. It was his battle cry. And with that, he declared war.

'Remember that part about bliss? Yeah, it just got crushed. Fucking flea.'