For Rikka-tan. I know this isn't quite what you asked for, but I was couldn't come up with an idea for what you asked for, while I was at school, so sorry ! *sweatdrop*
Lately, Izaya had felt an odd feeling, deep in his chest, and he wasn't entirely sure why.
It wasn't just a single long feeling, no, it was a mix of a few that were tugging on him. Or more like yanking. Even so, they were quite strong.
Izaya stared up at the moon, hoping that the tug on his would go away.
That the loneliness would go away.
And the jealousy.
Now, you could wonder why Izaya was jealous, but it was quite simple really.
That girl.
Vorona
Her.
He wasn't deterred by her in the least, finding her to be a bore, and no threat to him. Not even in the least.
However...
She was taking Shizu-Chan from him.
Nobody seemed to see that besides himself, then again, he usually figured things out first.
But people would see.
Everyday, Shizuo got closer to Vorona and farther from Izaya.
And he couldn't let that happen.
Don't think that's what's happening?
Just earlier today, Vorona came riding up to Shizuo on her motorcycle, and effectively stopped their fight, stealing Shizuo's attention away from himself.
The attention, that had lately been increasingly hard to catch.
Walking down the street, and sometimes the brute wouldn't even 'smell' him.
It made him sick.
He had known Shizuo longer! Ten years longer! Had he become boring? Did Shizuo no longer feel he was worth chasing? Was there anything he could do to draw the blondes attention back to him?
Would everything he did be a hopeless attempt? Was it worth it?
Confusion.
Anger.
Loneliness.
As Izaya stared at moon, we switch to another place at the same time, where another problem of a similar sort was occurring.
Shizuo ate quickly, wanting to go back out to the city.
Why was everything so difficult?
Tom laughed at his urge to go home, making a comment about how if he didn't slow down he would get sick. Vorona just watched curiously.
Oh how he wanted to leave.
And the second he was done, he left. Not rudely. But he left.
Lately, Tom was trying to push Vorona and himself together, saying they would be good together.
But the thought made him sick.
Plus, he hadn't seen Izaya in a long time.
He wasn't sure if he should worry about what he was doing, or if he should worry about the man himself.
He wasn't sure why, but he wanted the flea to notice him.
Which was odd, because they were supposed to hate each other.
Supposed to.
Shizuo had lacked the feeling of hatred for quite some time now.
Plus, he couldn't stop remembering the look on Izaya's face as he drove away with Vorona.
Disappointment.
Surprise.
Betrayal.
Had he been the only one to see that?
Not like anyone actually stuck around to watch their fights.
And Vorona wasn't going to pay attention to someone she didn't really know.
He continued to walk, not paying attention to where he was going, only knowing that the moon was unusually bright that night.
Kind of like the flea's bright, yet slightly annoying, personality.
"Wait no! I am not thinking about this! Not at all!"
That's when he smelled it.
That smell.
The Flea.
Shizuo grit his teeth, hoping that he could just ignore him, so he could just walk home in peace.
But then he walked right into the center of all problems.
They fell to the ground, Shizuo managing to not crush the smaller male beneath him.
Izaya had managed to keep his hood on his head, but other than that, he failed at keeping a calm composure. Surprise was written all over his face.
But there was a detail that wasn't mentioned.
Just the angle the two had fallen at, forced the two to kiss.
Neither of them moved.
No one even dared.
Then it hit them full force.
Izaya blushed darkly, Shizuo a few shades lighter than Izaya.
They pushed away from each other, having the same reaction of a boy who had kissed his first girl, just to get it over with.
"Um Uh, Hi...!"
Izaya jumped up and ran off, the blush not lightening, but getting darker. Shizuo ran the other way, blushing just as hard as Izaya.
But the only thing that they could think at that moment was a single thought.
"Maybe he'll notice me now..."
Yeah, the Moon was basically what was representing their love, even though it wasn't obvious.
