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WELL CHAPTER SEVEN…. WHAT CAN I SAY?
OH! I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU GUYS!
IF I WROTE ANOTHER DURARARA FANFIC THAT WAS NOT SHIZAYA… WOULD YOU GUYS EVEN READ IT?
I'm just pondering my options and I have been tossing around ideas… but I CAN POSSITIVELY CONFIRM… that there will be moments when Shizuo and Izaya will be "helping" each other in the new story if that intrigues any of you…
I JUST LIKE HAVING YOU GUYS ENJOY MY STORY SO I really DON'T WANT TO LOSE ANYONE WHO LIKES THEM SO…
LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK IN THE REVIEW!
KAMINX!
Chapter Seven
Izaya started down the street, he was supposed to meet with a person to exchange information. Izaya turned the corner and headed down the alley, he kept walking until something was thrown at him. He froze and turned around, at the end of the alley was three guys, all muscle, wearing torn clothes and looking very unhappy.
"Well boys, look what we have here, the information broker, Izaya Orihara," one laughed, holding a piece of pipe.
The other two were holding crow bars and chains, laughing at being able to trick him.
How come this always happens when I least expect it? Izaya mentally face palmed himself, Because if I would have expected it I would have avoided it!
One of the gang member stepped forward, Izaya reached in his pocket and pulled out his flick blade… his flick blade… that is presently sitting on Shizuo's table… out of Izaya's reach….
OH FOR FUCK SAKE, YOU'VE GOT TO BE JOKING! Izaya panicked.
"What's the matter?" one taunted, "You not ready to own up to all the trouble you've caused?"
One started banging the pipe in his hands, while another started to swing the chains.
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm so dead.
"Sorry, "Izaya hesitated, trying to menatlly confirm his escape plan, "Gentleman."
They stared at him.
"But I'm in a bit of a rush, I have matters to attend to so if you excuse me."
"Huh?" one murmured.
Izaya eyed the fire escape rail, jumped up and grabbed it before hauling himself up and into safety.
"HEY!" one yelled.
"AFTER HIM!" another angrily ordered.
Izaya stared at his hands, he had cut one , but the cut hadn't started to bleed yet.
Izaya turned, climbed up the fire escape stairs and away from the bickering humans.
SHIT! Izaya thought as his hand started to bleed, apparently on the walk home a piece of rusted metal had shifted making the red liquid flow from the cut.
Izaya quickly opened the door and ran to the washroom and started to run his hand under the water, he must have hit a small vein. Izaya watched the water running a little ways from the tap turn red.
Suddenly a figure appeared in the doorway.
"What did you do?" Shizuo screeched, grabbing his hand.
Izaya yelped in pain and fear, "I had trouble at work, and…"
Shizuo held Izaya's hand under the water, it was still red.
"You're an easy bleeder…" Shizuo mumbled.
"Will you kiss me better?" Izaya smiled.
Shizuo bent down a slight amount and kissed Izaya.
Izaya pulled his hand away from the tap. The cut was very small, it bled a little drop of blood.
Shizuo leaned forward and licked his cut.
"S-shizuo?" Izaya confusedly said.
Shizuo looked up at Izaya, "I love you, Izaya."
Izaya blushed, "I already knew that."
Shizuo kissed Izaya again, "Call Namie and tell her not to come tonight or tomorrow,"Shizuo murmured on his lips.
The corner of Izaya's mouth twitched to a smile, Shizuo was at it again.
OKAY SO … IF YOU GUYS TRULY DO LOVE MY WORK… U WOULD REVIEW AND LEAVE YOUR OPINION FOR MY QUESTION AND THE START OF THIS CHAPTER.
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HAVE NO FEAR YOU GUYS THIS ISNT THE ENDING… THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING! IM GOING TO HAVE SOOOOOOO MUCH FUN WRITING CHAPTER EIGHT! *SIGH* SHIZAYA BOY LOVE… *SIGH* I KNOW! IM A TROLL! TROLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL! DON'T WORRY THOUGH MY TROLLING WON'T LAST FOR LONG BECAUSE I CAN'T WAIT TO WRITE CHAPTER EIGHT MYSELF! IM NOT LIKE THOSE PEOPLES WHO MAKE CHAPTERS AHEAD OF TIME AND MAKE FANS WAIT! I COULDN'T LIVE WITH MYSELF LIKE THAT… SO WHATEVER YOU'RE READING IF YOU'RE FOLLOWING RIGHT NOW WHILE ITS IN PROGRESS IS HOT OFF THE PRESS!
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KAMINX :3