Shizuo rushed forward, swinging the street lamp like a baseball bat. Izaya calculated this and rushed forward and dropped to his knees, skidding on the pavement slightly before he broke into a run, rushing right underneath Shizuo's swing. With his flick blade at the ready, we swung swiftly, cutting off Shizuo's tie as he dodged. Izaya sneered as his potentially fatal cut only damaged a bowtie.

Shizuo heard a scream behind him, seeing a young girl almost get hit with the street lamp. He held it high above him, slightly frazzled. He muttered a small sorry, before turning to throw it at Izaya, who standing there laughing. The info broker twirled out of the way, watching as the lamppost crashed into the ground beside him, breaking the concrete and kicking up dust and ash.

"You'll have to try better than that, Shizu-chan!~" he sang out coyly.

With a grunt of rage, Shizuo roared out the pest's name as he uprooted a near by stop sign.

"IIIIIZAAAYAAAAAAA!"

With a malicious grin, Izaya sped ahead, twisting and turning through the dense crowd of Ikebukuro. Shizuo was hot on his tail, swinging the stop sign over his head, growling angrily. Bystanders backed away as the duo ran by, not wanting to become victim to their deadly game of cat and mouse.

Izaya didn't pause to wait. He never turned to look back. He did what his body made him do. Just keep running. Even if lungs start to ache from lack of air. Even if muscles scream in pain. Never stop.

Shizuo eventually gave up trying to throw things at Izaya and just chase him, jumping over people and knocked over trash cans that Izaya kept pushing in the way, laughing as he did so.

Izaya climbed up a fire escape, pulling himself up as fast as he could, dodging the rusty ends of the iron bars as he ducked and weaved his way higher. Shizuo struggled to keep up, but shook the stair case whenever Izaya was about to loose his grip.

At one point, Izaya was dangling off the edge of the railing, gritting his teeth as he swung himself around to kick Shizuo in the chest. Shizuo grabbed his ankle and pulled, dragging Izaya from falling and back onto the fire escape. He threw a punch, but Izaya rolled out of the way, swinging his blade at Shizuo who ducked back, the tip just grazing his chest.

With a laugh of joy, Izaya scrambled away, climbing back up the fire escape. He reached the top and hopped over the edge of the rooftop when Shizuo grabbed his ankle once more and threw him over the edge.

He couldn't help the sudden scream of terror as he fell toward the ground. He reached his hands out, grabbing the edges of the fire escape as he flew by. His hands couldn't grip the rusted bars, and his hands were cut open as he tried to break his fall. His hand was cut and bruised, and his arm was pulled out of place for a moment until he slammed into the dirty floor.

He groaned, opening his eyes and rolling his shoulder slightly. He had landed on his side, crushing his left arm underneath him. After a few moments, Izaya's phone vibrated in his pocket. With his good hand, he flicked it open, to see he had a text.

From Shizuo.

He raised his eyebrow and read the text, chuckling to himself as he read:

[You dead yet, Flea?]

Izaya laughed loudly and rolled onto his back to look up. Shizuo was at the top of the fire escape, his shadow outlined in a ghostly halo as the moon slowly began to crawl in the air.

"That was a close one Shizu-chan!" He called, grinning. This was easily the most fun he had in a long time. At least the beast had the decency to play along.

Shizuo growled and bounded down the fire escape, jumping onto the railing and leaping off to land on Izaya. The smaller of the two scrambled to his feet and dashed out of the alley. Shizuo landed on the ground with a loud THUD, and continued to chase after him.