Shizuo POV

"So why did you save me anyway? I thought you wanted me dead." Izaya said sitting up in his hospital bed. "Well I want to be the one to kill you obviously," I replied, "oh and don't think this doesn't mean I don't still hate you, I still cannot stand you." I added. Izaya sighed, "and just when I thought we were starting to get along."

I rolled my eyes, "pfft as if. Now I'm leaving and the next time you see my I will kill you, so you might want to stay out of Ikebukuro 'till your all healed up. I want it to be a fair fight." He chuckled, "alright until then my sweet Shiza-chan."

I left the hospital not long after and headed off to see my brother, Kasuka.

I called my brother and told him to meet me at a local café. I arrived there a couple minutes before he did. He took a seat in the chair across from me and I examined him. He was wearing a fisherman hat, a black hoodie, and dark sunglasses. His usual disguise for our rare outings. Being famous and all he needed to wear disguises so that the paparazzi wouldn't bother him, or else I would get pretty mad.

"How have you been Shizuo?" He asked me. "Fine." I replied. "I heard about a little...incident involving Izaya."

"Oh that... yeah well I kind of saved his life..." I said. He quirked an eyebrow. "I thought you hated him?" He questioned. "I do! It's just that I wanted him to die by my hand...yeah that's right!" I said raising my fist in triumph. "Shizuo, you sound like a physcopath." My brother pointed out. "Oh what do you know Kasuka?" I spat back.

"But Shizuo is that really the reason you saved him?" Kasuka asked. "What you mean? Of course it is! You think I'm lying?" I asked."No I don't think you are lying I think you are confused." He said. "Confused?!" I practically yelled and some costumers looked at us. "What are you implying Kasuka?" I said lowering my voice.

"I think you are in love with Izaya Orihara." He said.