Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara.

10. You let me distract you when you're doing homework.

The rays of the setting sun were shining trough the window as they were sitting in the classroom with their teacher. They were on detention – again. That day, Izaya made him lose his self-control by saying something that could not consider as annoying, but when it came to Izaya, everything was annoying.

Shizuo was leaning over his maths homework, chewing the end of his pencil. He never was the top of that subject which made him angry again. He scratches his head in helplessness with a frown appearing his face. Suddenly, he heard his phone beeping. He took it out from his pocket and his annoyance only grew when he saw who was the writer of the text was.

Does Shizu-chan have problems with his homework?

Shizuo glared towards the last desk on the right. Izaya was leaning over his book as well, but he could totally see the smirk on his lips.

Leave me alone, Flea! He wrote back, then turned his attention to his homework again. His phone beeped again. Shizuo perked his head up and glared into Izaya's ruby eyes. "What?" He gawped to him. Izaya only lifted his phone up. Shizuo rolled his eyes and read the text.

I am not surprised. If someone has as little brain as Shizu-chan, not understanding maths is understandable.

Shizuo almost lifted up his middle finger, but he had to remind himself that it would be inappropriate, so – because he did not have a better idea – he started typing his answer.

I am not the one who can not write down three sentences which can be formed into some kind of poem. Seeing Izaya's angry expression made him feel victory. Another beep could be heard, so he opened the text again.

And I wanted to help to Shizu-chan, but after that statement…

I do not need your fucking help! I bet you would tell me the wrong answer just for fun! Izaya's pout looked somehow offended. Shizuo narrowed his eyes. He did not took his eyes away from the Flea, but when he had not gotten another message for ten minutes, he lifted up his phone, sighing. Flea? Fuck, do not ignore me!

After he had read the message, Izaya's shoulders started shaking because of laugher. Shizu-chan was so predictable.

Awe! Shizu-chan misses me already! How sweet and we haven't even dating! Hearing a cracking voice made Izaya laughing out loud. He glanced towards Shizuo's desk, seeing him with a broken phone in his hands.

"Orihara-san? Would you be so kind and tell me what is so funny?" He heard their teachers' voice beside himself. In that moment, the clock reached five. "Heiwajima-san, you may go home."

Izaya started to stand up, but the gaze of the teacher stopped him. He could not believe it! He had to stay longer because of that stupid Shizu-chan! He felt as a piece of paper hit him on the head.

Have a good time, Izaya!

Izaya looked up in pure anger, but by that time, Shizu-chan was nowhere to be found.