"What is this all about?" Celty typed to Izaya after he paid the cab and it disappeared around a corner.
"There's a man looking for you," Izaya said cheerfully. "I thought you and your boyfriend might want to know to be careful!"
Celty typed, "That's it?"
Izaya gave her a questioning look. His information wasn't that old and not just anyone went snooping around for a supposedly headless rider.
Celty saw the look and typed, "Shizuo already told me to be careful around a guy named Kurosaki. He said that the man had been looking in to any rumors he heard."
Izaya smiled but inside he was furious. In the future he wouldn't put work aside for Shizuo. "Then I guess there's nothing to be worried about," he chimed.
As he was about to leave he and Celty saw Shizuo walking down the street without Tom. That alone was odd for this time of day but what worried Izaya was that he was walking with the Jurou Kurosaki man.
"He looks mad," Celty typed. "We should separate them before Shizuo kills the man."
Izaya knew that, but he also knew that Celty wouldn't be assertive enough to separate the men and that Izaya himself would be expected to get into a huge fight with Shizuo. Izaya decided that he wouldn't mind a little exercise and called to the blonde, "HEY! SHIZU-CHAN!
Shizuo and the man glanced up and noticed Izaya next to the black rider. Celty took off, not wanting the reporter to get near her, as Izaya continued, "It's not nice to ignore people when they specifically come to Ikebukuro to visit you!"
They were in a huge section of foot traffic, but most of the people had already hurried away or darted for the buildings and became quiet. That was why when Shizuo replied he only had to talk slightly louder than normal.
"Are you asking to die, flea?" Shizuo barked, his usual arrogant smirk appearing on his handsome face.
"I wouldn't say that," Izaya challenged, "but you haven't managed to kill me so far, so what's the point of continuing to pretend that you can?"
"Pretend?! Oh flea, you've got some mouth on you. How about I shut it for you?" Shizuo ended his question while picking up a vending machine and throwing it at Izaya.
The informant danced away, wiggling his ass at the blonde saying, "Were you aiming for this?"
"IZAYA!" Shizuo yelled, running for the smaller man.
Izaya took off, leading the bodyguard away from the mysterious reporter.