"Shinra!" Shizuo yelled, barging into what he was pretty sure was Class B's homeroom. Eyes all turned to him, but unfortunately none of them were Shinra's.

"Young man!" The teacher exclaimed, getting Shizuo's attention.

"Why aren't you in your own class?" Everyone here was already seated and apparently all the names had been called.

"Uh.. Sorry.. Wrong room."

"Get to the right one, then. Do you need direction?"

"No ma'am." Shizuo mumbled, quickly retreating out the door and down the hall. 'Well shit, what now? Do I keep wandering around 'till I find the right room? Did Izaya lie earlier to piss me off or do I have the wrong class? Fuck!' Shizuo sighed to himself, wondering what to do. "I guess I could try calling Shinra again...' Digging around in his school pants, it only took Shizuo a moment to locate the slim object.

He went to his texts to see if Shinra had replied,when he noticed none of his texts had gone through. "What? Shit, no service... of course. I should probably try the roof..." He sighed again,heading towards the stairway. He fiddled with his cell on the way, He'd called Shinra fine earlier, right? The boy didn't pick up but it still worked-

'No wait, it had gone straight to voice mail earlier. Shit!' Reaching the rooftop, he walked around the large empty space, holding the device up. No matter how high he held it or where on the roof he went, there was still no signal.

"Tch, annoying." Shizuo muttered. He heard the sound of light footsteps behind him, and a moment later came a surprised voice. 'Ugh, what now?'

"What is that that thing?" Asked a familiar voice. Shizuo turned, and there stood Izaya, eyes fixed on Shizuo's cellphone. Izaya walked forward, close to the cell, as if trying to inspect it.

"What are you talking about? It's just my cell phone." Shizuo replied, already annoyed. 'He was such an asshole earlier, I kinda wanna punch him.'

Shizuo was looking down at the flea, who in turn scoffed up at him, bright eyes briefly looking at him skeptically. 'Man, forgot I was this much taller than him in highschool...'

"What do you mean it's a cellphone? I've never seen any cellphone like that!" Izaya exclaimed. He didn't seem angry or cold like earlier, just unbearably curious about Shizuo's cellphone.

"Aren't you always fiddling with, like, three of them?" Shizuo asked. Izaya's eyes narrowed suspiciously, but he ignored the comment, instead moving around Shizuo to get a closer look. What the fuc...OH shit!' That's when something clicked in Shizuo's head. His cellphone. His cellphone! It was modern, no! It was from the future, like him! The cellphones from when he was in highschool were those blocky ones that were just good for calls, no wonder his texts weren't going through! Did it even work now? Why did it even come with him?

"Can I see it? Where'd you even get that?" Izaya asked, enthusiastically, not unlike a child wanting another's toy. He easily slipped it from Shizuo's fingers and started to mess with Shizuo's cellphone.

"Hey!" Shizuo snapped, but was ignored in favor of the futuristic device.

"Where's the keyboard? Oh, hey! You touch the screen? Whoa, and what's with this format!? What's an emoji? Oh, little pictures! What are all these things? You can change the brightness!? What!? What do the little squares do? What's 'Angry birds' huh? What... What. A game? These graphics! Incredible!" Izaya's fingers were flying over the screen of Shizuo's phone, his rusty red eyes practically glowing with excitement.

Shizuo paused, staring at him. They'd never really talked before, even in highschool. Either they'd mostly ignore each other when they were with Shinra and Kadota, or in class, or they were fighting. Seeing Izaya like this, so amazed by something he'd know well in the future, was surreal.

Shizuo could hear the sounds of the familiar angry birds as they were launched at egg stealing pigs. Izaya cheered softly every few moments, supposedly winning a level. He looked delighted, and Shizuo had never really seen Izaya happy at something that wasn't Shizuo's own pain. Or at depressed school girls... It was almost endearing.

"Just, just be careful with it. Don't tell anyone I have it!" Shizuo said, feeling almost flustered. "What is wrong with me? I should be careful, I just know he'll try and tell everyone.' Shizuo tensed, angling his body towards the door. If something like that got out, years ahead of it's current technology, it would cause problems. Shizuo was sure of it.

"Why, is it a secret? What, is it actually a weapon of some kind? Secret information? Is it from the future? A real life pokedex? Maybe it's-"

"Just shuddup already! It's just a... new prototype... yeah. So. Don't tell anyone! Or do anything weird to it!" 'He's fast, but maybe if I can grab him and get it back no one will believe him if he says anything.'

"Okay." Izaya said simply. He flopped down, not trying to run away or anything, too fixated on the game. 'Huh. That was easy... Well, I guess this is fine... But I still need to find Shinra.'