Chapter 3: Trickery
AUTHOR'S NOTES: REVIEW! This chapter's a tad short, but oh well. Listen up, Shizaya fangirls, the actions in this chapter do not mean that Izaya is in love with Shizuo! Got it? Good. Now, let's begin.
"What do you mean, 'busines?'" Shizuo said, his teeth gritted. Solstice trembled as she saw Izaya's knife inch slowly towards her neck.
"I mean," Izaya said, "I'm going to offer you a deal. You let me have Solsy chan here, and I'll never set foot in Ikebukuro again." Shizuo put his hands in his pockets, and stared at Izaya. Is he telling the truth? Shizuo thought, If I give this kid to him...he'll just leave? Shizuo pondered about this for a moment, then shook his head. No way, he thought, He'd still stay in Ikebukuro, wouldn't he? And I know he's lying cause only about an hour ago he wanted Ikebukuro from the kid. Shizuo clenched his fists.
"Izaya," he growled, "Why not you stop the act and give me a deal that's actually a little more feasible, huh?" Izaya sighed as Shizuo began walking towards him.
"Well," he said, "How about this: If you don't leave, I'll slit Solsy chan's throat." Shizuo stopped in his tracks as Solstice turned a sickly shade of white. Izaya grinned.
"So," he cooed, "What'll it be?" Shizuo clenched his fists. If I jump forward and try to kill him, Shizuo thought, He'll slit her throat. And even if I run off and try to sneak attack him, he'll probably see me coming and kill her! Dammit...Suddenly, Izaya began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Shizuo shouted. Izaya wiped a tear from his eye.
"My, my, Shizu chan," he giggled, "You really fell for it!" Izaya lifted the knife from Solstice's neck and kicked her wheel chair towards Shizuo. Izaya kept up his laughing.
"I really just wanted to see what you'd do in that situation, Shizu chan, but I did get quiet a laugh out of Solsy chan freezing up!" Shizuo grabbed onto Solstice's wheel chair, and noticed she was shaking and crying. This kid's so fricken scared, Shizuo thought. Shizuo looked up at Izaya, and ran towards him, trying to tear his head off in his rage. Izaya quickly side stepped, and threw a knife at Shizuo. What a buffoon, Izaya thought, Although, he always was the anger management type. Shizuo turned and grabbed the knife with his mouth. He quickly spit it out, and grabbed a mailbox to throw at Izaya. Before he had the chance, though, Izaya was already back on the rooftop.
"Shizu chan, you are so adorable," he said. Shizuo growled.
"Why'd you come here?" he shouted, clenching the mailbox. Izaya grinned.
"Well," he said, "I came to see how you and Solsy chan were faring. You are a cute couple, you know." And with that, Izaya fled as Shizuo cursed him out. After a while, though, Shizuo stopped after his voice went hoarse. He turned back to Solstice, who was still crying. Shizuo walked over and took hold of the back of her wheel chair.
"Wh-What are you d-doing?" she choked. Shizuo remained silent for a moment as he pushed the wheel chair away from the warehouse.
"I'm taking you to my house until we can find a way to solve this situation."
"B-But then what? I have no one! Everyone in there was my family, my friends, the people I loved! Where do I go next? Foster care? The streets? Who'll I be with then?" Shizuo stopped pushing the wheel chair and walked in front of Solstice. He knelt down so that instead of towering at six feet, his dark, staring eyes were level with Solstice's tear filled ones.
"If that's the case," he said, "Then you can stay with me." Solstice gulped.
"But..." she stammered, "How's that work? There has to be custody files written out and-" Shizuo stood up, formed a fist, and placed it on Solstice's head.
"People won't care about that custody crap as long as you don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, got it? I'm really sticking' my neck out for you, so I don't want you worrying about anything." Solstice looked up in awe as she began to stop crying.
"You know," she said, "You really are a super hero, you know." Shizuo smirked.
"Thanks," he said, "Now let's go." Shizuo went back to the wheel chair, and with Solstice at his side, began wondering just how much his life would truly change as he walked back to his apartment and the flickering lamp post light.