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The day didn't go well as planned and he was sure that when he get home he will see the flea once again, he had a few scratches from fighting those bastards that cornered him and Tom, they even bought some yakuza with them just to escape their fate which irritated Shizuo. Tom proposed for the blond to go and see Shinra but he refused, he just wanted to go home but now that he was standing on his door step he kind of regret it. He should have gone to Shinra's place instead since he can practically smell the flea that was inside his apartment. With a sigh he turned around to leave and went to shinra but as he spun around the door went open and a surprised Izaya went out as he bumped into the blond's broad back.

"Shizu-chan?" he murmured and looked up before smiling as he stood straight. "Alas, I was about to leave since it's a bit late already I have to finish some work too… oh what happened to your cheek?" he reached out and tilted the blond's chin to take a quick look and he frowned. "It's a bleeding a bit, come I'll check that out, your arm is bleeding too" Izaya noted as he looked the slightly red liquid on the white dress shirt.

"It's nothing really, just go home you have work or something right?" Shizuo fought the urge to move his head away as it was being held by the informant and he frowned when the raven male dragged him inside his apartment. Great he should have gone to shinra's instead. Walking towards the living room shizuo noted the food on the kitchen once again and sighed, he already ate with Tom. He looked at Izaya go around the bathroom and returned with the kit. "How the hell did you know where I put that?" Shizuo asked, he himself had forgotten where he placed the damn thing since he doesn't treat his wounds very much.

"Ah well I was looking around and cleaned when I was waiting, really Shizu-chan you should maintain the cleanliness of your house, the kit was covered with dust" he chuckled and started to clean the wound, dabbing the cotton with antiseptic on his cheek Shizuo frowned.

"Are you going around my stuff flea?"

"Nope.. not really, why are you hiding something in here that you don't want me to see~?"

Shizuo stared at the mischievous glint and that smirk that clearly screams 'I-found-something-interesting' was written all over his face. This only made Shizuo remind himself why he hated the man. Izaya placed a small band-aid on the other's cheek as he stared at the bleeding arm he slowly reached out to unbutton the bartender vest, being careful and alert if ever the blond would hit him which didn't happen so he continued. Shizuo shrugged off the vest and decided that he unbutton the dress shirt himself and also shrugged it revealing his toned chest and perfect sculpted body. Izaya swallowed as he trailed his eyes on them before reminding himself that he had a wound to treat so he focused on it instead it was deep wound.

"Someone stabbed me there" Shizuo casually murmured his other hand reaching for cigarette. Izaya nodded before he smiled.

"Shizu-chan's fetish is legs right? You like long and pale legs ne?" Izaya smiled as he Shizuo coughed on as he accidentally took a quick drag on his cancer stick and he looked at the raven with a frown."Not only that, you also like a woman that can cook and a house wife material ne? you like long hair and long lashes too and big breast"

"Y-you! How did?!" Shizuo was lost for words as he blinked a small red tinting his cheeks in embarrassment, how did the flea knew about his preference!? His an informant yes but going that far..

"I saw some magazine Shizu-chan~ you had those folding markings on the corner on those women with long pale legs and those who had big mountains~ then I found your notebook in highschool, remember when our teacher in English made us write a journal of what do we like for our future husbands or wife were? And actually it's so fun reading your journals and your math notebook which was mostly blank!"

Shizuo mentally swore as he glared at the raven, he should have gotten rid of those box, it was delivered to him just last month, since their parents' house are going through renovation and they got rid of those unnecessary things, his brother sent him three boxes of his belonging that was still in the house including stuff from him highschool llife. Which includes the magazine, his mom should got rid of it!

"That was back in highschool! And why the fuck are you going through my things! That is private!" SHizuo yelled as Izaya finished up, wrapping a bandage at the angry wound he smiled.

"Well I was bored had nothing to do" he shrugged and chuckled. "perhaps I could pass up for those, just I don't have boobs so clearly that's out of the option" he looked up at the blond that was frowning. "Ne? do I pass on anything?"

"Yeah.. on my hate list, you got them all checked" was his simple response as he stood up, grabbed the hood of Izaya's jacket and carried him out towards the door. "Go home before I kick you back to Shinjuku.." with the said he dropped the raven on the floor and slammed his door shut.

"Shizu-chan you meanie!" He shouted and frowned as he sighed and skipped towards the stairs a small frown tugging on his lips as he looked down. Wow that kind of stung. "I belong to the hate list huh?" he murmured and went out on a shortcut, going alleys to alleys until he arrived into an intersection, there are new building to be constructed across the street and he looked at the pedestrian lane, staring at it for a moment he frowned. "Why do I have a bad feeling on this street" he murmured and looked around shrugging as he turned his heel and walk to the sideways instead.

Shizuo frowned as he lay down his bed and looked up at the ceiling, the flea deserves that, he should not feel guilty about it anyways. "Serves him right.. he is a flea after all.." he murmured and sighed closing his eyes to at least relax. He didn't want to remember Izaya before going to bed so instead he tried to keep his mind blank as he went to his deep slumber. Though after an hour, he started to toss and turn as the said flea invaded him once again, not just the personal and private matters of his life but his dreams as well.

It was Izaya no mistake in that, lying against the bed that somewhat looked familiar, his raven locks was messy and he was.. dare I admit naked. He was saying something though I can't make a single word, they are blurry and faint as if hearing the last number of echo. His expression suddenly changed, he was mad.. angry and pushed me away. He was yelling something that I still can't make out but I just sat there and watched him got dressed and he looked back to me saying something…

His mouth moved

It was as if in slow motion as he smiled.

Tears were clearly running down his cheeks.

And everything went black… once again it brightened and I looked down to see the same scene again but now it was as if I focused on him.

"….using…

don't….

l…..

me"

That was what I can barely hear. I can't hear myself so probably I didn't reply, and he continued and I stared at his lips to make out the words but it still didn't went well.

"t….

revenge… …

ok….

Can't take…

more"

He pushed me away and he was yelling something that I still can't make out but I just sat there and watched him got dressed and he looked back to me saying something…

His mouth moved

It was as if in slow motion as he smiled.

Tears were clearly running down his cheeks.

"… goodbye"

Suddenly he grabbed his jacket and left, I followed him fixing my pants and grabbed my shirt to button them as he followed him, I chased him as he went running out of the door.

"IZAYA!"

I heard myself scream and dashed to the door, opening it only to see I was already across the street and only a loud screeching of tires and I looked around to see where the accident was but there was none. My gaze shifted to the only person standing on the middle of the street, he had a long black coat and his clothes are clearly not from this place he had a dark hair with a few white streaks and was playing with his pocket watch flipping it open and flipping it close, he raised his hand to show me the watch and moved it side by side as if hypnotising me and it was clear enough that he was mocking me just by that smirk on his face, slowly blood started to seep out on where he had been standing and suddenly I…

"hah!" Shizuo bolted up as he clenched his hand on the shirt he was wearing, breathing heavily he tried to calm himself and ran his hands on his blond locks gripping it. "The hell was that! " he sighed and looked to see his alarm to see the time

6:45 am

September 12

"What was that all about?" he murmured and groaned as he glanced to his phone and frowned. It was izaya alright, but that other guy looks odd, like really odd. Maybe he should just forget about it and all it was probably just the flea's fault. Yep all things that are bad is Izaya's fault anyways. He should just forget about it.


I know the dream part might have been confusing but it will be explained later on further chapters so i hope you enjoy and review humans!

KiyomaMiranda Thank you for reading ne! I will try my best to continue more!

anaidreh Shizu-chan had a grea reason for it though dont hate him! XD

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