Shizuo kept imagining that touch from the other day. [Why did he do that?] He frowned. Both hands in his pockets he leaned against the wall. [Does he...] he shook his head violently. "yeah right" he snorted to himself.

The bell already rang and there was no teacher to be seen. "I wonder if he's sick or something" a girl said to her friend. [I hope so... don't feel like being in school]. They decided to wait for another 10 minutes. "He's never late.." someone whispered. There was a lot of whispering going on as they waited.

"Okay..." Shizuo sighed and left the crowd of people. [Guess he's not coming] he walked down the hallway and down the stairs. He wanted to go outside and play some football. As he stepped outside into the schoolyard he noticed some guys smoking outside the school. [Hmm.. I've always wondered how it felt to smoke a cigarette..]. He moved over to the entrance to the school and tried to catch their attention. The guys noticed him but didn't move any closer to him. "Can I have one?" Shizuo suddenly asked, making them look at each other in surprise.

"Eh? You want one of these?" a guy asked as he pointed at a cigarette. Shizuo nodded. "You got some money?" the guy asked as he approached Shizuo.

He shrugged. "Just one won't hurt" he stared at the cigarette. The guy took a drag from it and exhaled the smoke into Shizuo's face.

"No money, no cigarette" he said.

"Just one drag then?" Shizuo tried again.

"Tch" he snorted. "Tell you what.. I'll give you this entire pack of cigarettes.." he showed Shizuo all the cigarettes there were in the pack and continued ".. if we can have a little fun, hm?" he smirked. [Okay, that's too much..]

"What the hell do you think?" he replied and walked away from him. "Tch" he snorted. He went over to the nearest bench and sat down. He sighed. [Maybe I should try to buy some on the way home?] He leaned back and stared up into the sky. The schoolyard was quickly filled up with other students who laughed and enjoyed the weather. [So much for peace and quiet..] He sighed and was about to leave but was greeted by the flea.


Izaya was already in their classroom waiting for the bell to ring while the teacher was preparing for the class he was going to have in a few minutes. Since watching Shizuo playing football he couldn't think about anything else and it really bothered him. Why would he stare at him like that anyway? He hated the guy... Didn't he? Well, he thought he did but every time he remembered the moment he had mindlessly touched Shizuo's chest, he unwillingly blushed a little. [What is wrong with me?]

He jumped in surprise as he heard the bell ring. The teacher started class but Izaya wasn't sure what he was talking about. Like it mattered when he didn't even know what subject they had. Not like he would pay attention anyway. His mind was too occupied with thoughts of Shizuo. [Why do I keep thinking about him? Stop it!] Even though he said that to himself, he couldn't stop.

"Orihara-san, will you please read out the next stanza?" the teacher said angrily to Izaya but he didn't hear him. He was long gone in his thoughts. "Orihara-san!" the teacher tried though without success. "Orihara-san!" he yelled. Still no response. [I have a weird feeling when I think about him... Stupid brute...] The teacher marched down to Izaya's seat and slammed a book on Izaya's table making a huge sound as it hit the table.

Izaya jumped from his seat and immediately stood on the table behind his own. "UWAH!" he yelled. The teacher and other students were a little surprised at Izaya's reaction, especially the student on which table Izaya had jumped onto.

"Orihara-san, pay attention! Read the next stanza!"

"Eh?" was all he managed to squeeze out.

The other students started laughing but were quickly cut off by the teacher turning around, giving them a deadly glare. What a scary teacher indeed. He was one you didn't mess with no matter what. Even if he told you Sweden was the capital of Africa, you would agree with this guy.

Izaya quietly sat down in his seat and found his book in his bag. "At least have your book ready!" the teacher scolded, as he turned and went back to his desk. "Page 96, 'The Red Bird' stanza 4." Izaya found the page and started reading out loud. [With a title like that no one would find it interesting!] He thought as he finished the last line.

"And that is the truth." he finished.

"Okutaru, next stanza" the teacher said somehow calm.

Izaya inwardly sighed as he stared out the window, leaning back in his chair. He just couldn't concentrate and kept thinking about Shizuo. [I really don't get it] Izaya suddenly spotted Shizuo outside. [Who are you with, Shizu-chan?] He noticed the smoke clouds and cigarettes [Hmm? Shizu-chan is with smokers? I'm pretty sure he doesn't smoke?]

[That's better, Shizu-chan!] He thought as Shizuo left them. He remembered who those students were. They were stupid bastards who happened to skip 96% of their classes and had a habit of beating up other students when no one was around. That would be all three of them against one. So weak. Not like they could beat Shizuo but Izaya still didn't want Shizuo to get into more trouble. Wait what? Of course he did! He wanted to see the blonde in knee high shit. Yes, that's how it was. Or was it? He wasn't even sure anymore. Izaya kept watching Shizuo, staring at him.

His weird feeling turned into another strange feeling. Was it.. Relief? Was he relieved that Shizuo turned his back against those guys? No, that cannot be. The bell rang and everyone started chatting. "That's all for today" the teacher said before he left. Izaya rose from his chair, deciding to go say hi to Shizuo. [Time to have some fun, ne?]

"Shi~zu-chan~! Good morning!" He waved happily at the blonde as he walked closer.

[Damn it..] "What?" Shizuo sighed.

"Ah, how cold, Shizu-chan, wouldn't you like to have some fun~?" He was curious. Curious about what that weird feeling stirring in his stomach was. He needed to know and there was only one way to find out. Meeting the cause head on. Meeting Shizuo.

"Tch" he snorted.

Izaya went closer to Shizuo, standing right beside him, not caring what Shizuo might do to him. He would be ready to dodge if he was to get punched anyway. "Don't ignore me, ne~?" he said happily.

"It's hard to ignore you when you have this fucking annoying aura around you all the time" Shizuo hissed.

"Ah, such a lout..." Izaya looked up and down at Shizuo, mentally scanning the form in front of him. That's when he noticed. Shizuo's hair had begun turning a little brown at the roots of his hair. "Ehhh? Shizu-chan, what's that? I can see something brown here! Seems like you'll need to dye your hair soon, ne?" he said tugging at a lock of Shizuo's hair.

Shizuo felt Izaya touching his hair and pushed his hand away. "I know.. alright? I don't need you to tell me!" he hissed as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Hmm? I didn't know Shizu-chan's real hair colour was brown.. I have so much to learn!" It was true. Izaya hadn't known the true colour of Shizuo's hair. But he felt a bit happy knowing the truth, though he didn't understand how something like that could make him happy.

"I'm not gonna sit here and chat with you. Idiot" he rose from the bench and grabbed his bag.

"Aww, don't you wanna have some fun, Shizu-chan?"

"If you think beating you up is fun?" he looked at Izaya.

"Ahaha, I'm not getting beat up, Shizu-chan! I thought we were playing tag this time, ne?"

"Tag? Tch!" he snorted. "I don't have time to 'play' with you"

"Why not, Shizu-chan? We always have lots of fun!"

"No we fucking don't!" he hissed.

"Ah? And here I thought we were making great process in our friendship..." he smirked.

"Friendship? Are you dreaming or something? Like hell that'll happen!" he said.

"What ever could you be talking about, Shizu-chan? We are great~ friends" he approached Shizuo and poked his cheek. "Ne?"

Shizuo pushed Izaya's hand aside. "Don't touch me!"

[Hmm? He's actually trying to hold back when we're out here where everyone can see us?] Izaya stepped in front of Shizuo and started; "Shizu-chan dislikes being touched by me? I'm so sad~"

Shizuo glared at Izaya. "I'd really like to just punch the living shit out of you right now" he hissed.

Izaya just realized what he had said and completely misunderstood it. [Eh? What am I saying?

Wait, that's normal for me to say! Then why am I misunderstanding it now?] He didn't know that a slight blush had started to appear on his face as he smirked. "Ah, there we go again. All angry with me, ne?"

Out of reflexes he automatically grabbed Izaya's collar and lifted him up to eye-height. "I don't know what your problem is but it's getting on my fucking nerves!"

"Shizu-chan~, people are staring" without him knowing his cheeks started to heat further up. Though, he did feel a little strange being this close to Shizuo.

"I'm pretty sure they won't mind seeing you begging for mercy, you piece of shit!" he clenched his hands into fists and threatened to punch Izaya.

"So mean... I do have friends who care for me, Shizu-chan. Do you?" he smirked. That's not really what he wanted to say. But he did.

Shizuo kept quiet. He couldn't lie but he couldn't tell the truth either. [It doesn't matter anyway. I don't need friends!] He frowned at the thought. "Don't need them" he mumbled.

Izaya felt a small pain in his heart at the words but remained smirking. "Ah, that's your way of saying 'I don't have any', ne? Well, it's not strange. Everyone must be scared of you!" [No... That's not what I wanted to say...]

"That's just how it's supposed to be" he only focused on the last thing Izaya said. Shizuo doesn't want to hurt his closest friends.

[That's... Sad.. Not like I'm any better myself. I only have Shinra who I really consider a friend. But still] "Hmm? Is that so?"

"It is"

"Well, not like you can change it anyway. You're a protozoan after all, ne?"

Shizuo pinned Izaya down onto the bench he had been sitting on and now held his hand around Izaya's neck. He kneeled down beside him and whispered in his ear. "I swear.. someday, I'll kill you!"

The small pain in his heart felt more like a stab with a knife when Shizuo said that. "Not if I kill you first" he whispered back. [That's not it.. I didn't wanna say that...]

"It's not going to fucking happen!" he tightened his grip around Izaya's neck.

Izaya found it harder and harder to breathe and couldn't even mumble an answer. He tried holding his breath and maintained his smirk instead.

"You'll never give up, huh?" he paused. "How about I break your arm again?"

[Eh? He better not...] Izaya felt the knife in his heart twist. It hurt.

"Huh?" he grabbed Izaya's wrist. "No answer? I'll take that as a 'I don't mind' then"

"D-don't" he managed to mumble. [Not fair when I can hardly breathe, Shizu-chan...]

Shizuo heard something but didn't quite catch it. It sounded like a mouse. He loosened his grip around Izaya's neck. He watched as Izaya gasped for air. "You were lucky"

"You're a bastard" Izaya spat out before realizing it. He lost his cool for ten long seconds before his face grew back into a smirk as he still tried to catch his breath.

"I've heard that a million times"

The knife twisted again. 'Eh? I'm sorry, that was pretty mean…' Was what he wanted to say... But instead he only mumbled; "Probably"

Shizuo still held onto Izaya's wrist. "So, how should I make you beg for mercy?" he stared at Izaya. Shizuo always said that he would kill Izaya someday but he knew that he couldn't do that. Killing another person, even the flea, would make his life more miserable than it already was.

"You'll come up with something, ne?" he said bluntly.

[He's taking it too easy] he slowly twisted his wrist to one side, waiting for Izaya to yelp.

Izaya held the pain in and stared at Shizuo with a stone face. It really did hurt though. He noticed Shizuo's furrowing brows and poked him right in between them.

Izaya's arm literally couldn't go any further. [Hmm. One quick snap is all it needs] "What're you doing?"

"You're always furrowing you're brows" it came out as a soft whine and he poked again.

Shizuo grabbed Izaya's hand which was poking him. "Why do you notice such things?" he mumbled.

"E-eh?" he blushed a bit. "I see you a lot, ne?" he smirked. "Ah.." his hand hurt.

"Stop fucking blushing!"

[I'm blushing?] "I'm not blushing, Shizu-chan. Let go of my hand, ne?" he tried.

Shizuo let go of the hand he didn't intend to break. "There"

"Not that hand, Shizu-chan." he smirked

"Oh, you meant the other hand? I don't think so.."

"Why don't you just kill me already.." he whispered in a mumble. It wasn't even his hand that hurt the most.

It was something else. That knife in his heart which kept twisting.

[I would if I could] "Nop-" he was cut off by someone.

"Shizuo-kun, Izaya-kun!"

Izaya kept his focus on Shizuo. [I didn't even mean for him to hear that...]

Himiko and Sakura approached them. "Shizuo-kun! Let go of Izaya-kun!" Himiko demanded.

"Pff, make me." Shizuo replied.

In the short time Shizuo was slightly distracted, Izaya managed to somehow pull himself together, ignoring his hand. "Hey, Shizu-chan, focus on me, ne?" he said as his ran his fingers through Shizuo's hair in a fast movement.

Shizuo widened his eyes in shock. What was this damn flea doing, touching his hair like that? He glared at Izaya. "Didn't I just tell you to not touch my hair?"

"Shizu-chan said that? I thought you liked it, ne?" he blushed a bit at the thought of Shizuo actually liking his touch. Did Izaya like touching Shizuo? Well, it somehow did make him feel a little weird. It made his stomach twist and turn in a strange way.

"Stop it! Both of you!" Himiko said as she marched towards the two boys. She grabbed Shizuo's hand which was holding onto Izaya's wrist. "Let go, Shizuo-kun!" she tried as she tried to make Shizuo loosen his grip.

[Damn girl, stop interfering!] Shizuo thought as she touched his hand. "I don't like it, idiot" he hissed at Izaya and let go of his wrist.

When his wrist was released, Izaya quickly turned his gaze to the girl next to Shizuo. "Himiko, you really should know better than to get involved in this, ne? It's dangerous" [ - And I don't like people interfering with my business.]

"I don't care. You two better start behaving properly or I'll kick both your asses!" she yelled filled with confident.

"Tch!" Shizuo snorted. He pushed her aside and stood up from the bench. "It's not my fucking fault! That flea is fucking weird!" he pointed at Izaya.

"Ah, blaming everything on me as always, hmm? No fair, Shizu-chan" he smirked. The weird feeling he'd felt for a while now got stronger, burning in his chest.

"It is your fault!" Shizuo yelled.

"Calm down, Shizuo-kun!" Himiko tried.

"Well, doesn't seem like this'll get anywhere, so I might as well just leave, ne?" he said as he rose from the bench. When he stood up, he noticed how close he was standing to Shizuo's body. It was only a few centimetres from his own. He stared up, into those caramel eyes. Cheeks heated up.

Shizuo clenched his fists as Izaya stood before him. He couldn't help but glare into those red evil eyes.

"Shizu-chan..." he whispered.

That fucking nickname. "Don't call me that.." he hissed.

Izaya was lost in the moment and didn't pay attention to what Shizuo said. [I wonder what this feeling is...]

Himiko glared at the two of them, waiting to see what would happen. Shizuo frowned. "What're you doing?"

[... Well, it has something to do with Shizu-chan.] He knew that. But still couldn't quite figure out what it was. As Shizuo said something, he snapped out of his thoughts. "Eh? What?" he looked confused.

[What was he doing just now?] Shizuo frowned. "You heard me"

"Nope~" he exclaimed cheerfully.

"You little!" He raised his arm; fist clenched and was about to hit him but Sakura grabbed his arm.

"S-stop!" She yelled.

"It's alright, Sakura. We can handle this ourselves."

"O-obviously, y-you can't!" she was still nervous but tried to be calm.

"Look, you can't turn a lion into a vegetarian, ne? Trying to stop our fights is pretty much the same thing. Impossible."

"J-just y-you wait a-and see!" she gulped.

Izaya turned on his heels, put a hand in his pocket, while waving the other in the air as he walked away. "Good luck with that then"

Shizuo let his arm fall down to his side. He turned to look at the girl. ".. And why did you do that?"

"I-I-I-I-I-I-I..." Sakura started before Himoko stepped in front of her for support.

"We're helping you guys out."

"I don't need your help" Shizuo turned to Himiko. "Don't fucking interfere" he poked her on the shoulder.

"But we want you to be friends!"

"Fuck off. We can't be friends"

"That won't be a problem since our real intention is to make you more than friends.." she mumbled in a whisper and giggled. Sakura heard her and giggled too.

Shizuo frowned. [Why are they giggling?] "Stupid fucking girls.." he mumbled to himself and walked past them.

The two girls kept giggling and chatted as Shizuo left. They had broken their fight, so it didn't really matter whether Shizuo left or not by now.

[What the hell is their problem?] Shizuo was even more annoyed as he went to class. He cursed all the way up the stairs making all the other students run away from him.


Izaya was waiting in Shizuo's classroom. Apparently no one was there. He kept thinking about that weird feeling he had felt earlier and yesterday and it bothered him. He wanted to know what it was and since it apparently had something to do with Shizuo, he thought seeing the blonde again was probably a good plan.

He slid the door to his class open violently, stepped inside and slid it closed again. He hadn't seen Izaya.

"Hm? Ah, Shizu-chan!"


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