It hasn't even been a full day yet and I've already managed to kill a person. Shizuo's mind was plagued with images of a young women's skull cracking open, and it was his fault. It replayed in his head over a dozen times, and it stuck in there like gum to the bottom of a desk.
It took a while for his body to function, and the moment he heard sirens and saw Izaya race for the end of the alley, he followed.
The only thing keeping him from ripping Izaya's head off his body was his morality. He already committed a great sin by killing that woman, and the thought of rotting in Hell with Cassius for all of eternity made him sick to his stomach.
Rain poured down violently on the pair of supernatural beings and it made Shizuo feel even guiltier than he already was. It was as if the rain was a sign of his wrong doing. The lightning's shrill voice yelled at him and the thunder's deep voice was just as loud.
Still, Shizuo paid little attention to it, because right in the center of the dark sky was a familiar face. A familiar pair of pointy horns, and that unforgettable, wicked smirk .
"Look what you've done; all I was going to do was rob the girl. Killing her wasn't part of my plan," Izaya said pulling Shizuo out of his thoughts and infusing him with anger.
How dare this guy blame him of what he had been the cause of in the first place! Izaya wasn't ignorant of Shizuo's anger issues, and a smirk was suddenly plastered across his face.
Even if this guy knew of the deal, he wouldn't care.
"You heartless little flea-"
"Ah, ah it's Izaya Orihara."
The pair were standing over a bridge, and water raced down from below their feet. Metal statues stood them tall around them, a young man staring at them a small smile.
If only this guy knew what he was capable of, how easily he could somebody as frail as him. His jaws tightened, along with the rest of his face.
He wished he could throw this, this flea into the river below their feet. Just looking at him gave him a bad taste in the back of his mouth.
"You don't know what you're getting yourself into." Shizuo took a long, deep breathe; he remembered his former roommate Shinra used to do it when he argued with his girlfriend.
"Actually, considering that you murdered innocent women. I do know what you're capable of, brute."
"Shut up!" Shizuo looked like a bull, ready to charge at Izaya. Yet the brunette stood confidently a few feet away from him. Even if Shizuo attacked him, there was no possible way he could take him down.
Oh was he wrong.
A fist collided with his jaw, and before his brain could even process what was happening, he went flying into the air. Maybe he had underestimated Shizuo.
A/N: I'm finally on break, so I'm going to update a lot quicker and a lot more. All your support is very much appreciated thank you guys.
