/Because 1000+ views make me very happy, I'm going to spoil it a bit. Like an eensy weensy bit. The last chapter shall be fluffy and smutty. That is all. -grins widely- you'll get why when you read it. This isn't a really good chapter though. My dear readers... you MUST prevail./
Shizuo slumped onto his sofa and sighed. Kind of startled that the twins just left, just like that. He sat there, shell shocked. Kururi knew something but… not at the same time. Izaya… Everytime he closes his eyes that is all he sees. Izaya. That smug smile, the corpse, mental snapshots from the videos. He groaned. Trying to wipe the memories away. Think happy thoughts, like sweets, like pudding and strawberry milk, chocolate eclairs and Izaya… smiling sweetly. Izaya sleeping peacefully… Izaya crying out his name in plea- "WHAT?!" He shook his head, startled and shouting. Trying to wipe those thoughts from his mind too. He felt guilty. I mean… Izaya's dead because he couldn't live with the trauma of being sexually assaulted right? And here he is, mentally violating the dead flea. But he loved you, if he was still alive I'll be he'll be very pleased indeed… and turned on. Shizuo groaned. His brain was turning against him too. He gave up with moping around at home and decided to walk around Ikebukuro.
As soon as he entered the city, he could've sworn more eyes stared at him and the whispers rose, he could make them out. Some said he killed Izaya, probably would never had happen anyway. Some said he hired to kill the flea, Uh HELLO?! Broke man here!. Some even said he they were secretly dating and Shizuo dumped Izaya and he suicide… The last one didn't make sense to the blonde so he turned to the direction from where the voice came from, seeing a sad fantasizing Erika and an attentive Walker. Walker froze as the shadow loomed over him, recognising the black leather shoes Shizuo wore. "Uhh… she meant nothing by that Shizuo-san… must be glad right? Izaya's dead." Walker didn't look up, his body betraying his calm voice. They were mourning as well. Erika looked up with tears in her eyes. "Why?! Why did you dump him?!" She sobbed. "We were never together in the first place… Calm down Erika." He soothed ineffectively. "NO! You're in denial! I just know it! Can you tell me with a straight face that you DON'T love Izaya?" Shizuo shook his head. "No…" Erika stilled. And fainted from shock. Walker caught her, startled. "Err…? I'm gonna find Togusa and Dota-chin…" Walker walked away awkwardly with Erika in his arms… lovingly he might add. Shizuo scratched the back of his head feeling weird and tingly from this breif encounter… He wondered why. Maybe because what Erika said made sense. He was too busy thinking and bumped into a girl. "S-sorry Miss…" He began to stutter. The girl grinned slyly and whispered into his ear. "18 hours left Shizuo-san." When he turned around. She was gone.
Dammit, I hate angels! He realised he wandered into the park and sat down on the closest bench, his stomach growling. Pudding isn't breakfast you idiot. Shizuo was hungry and the smell of baked goodies stirred his stomach more. Custard buns it is. He followed the scent to a dainty little bakery filled with a variety of baked goods. He smiled and bought the custard buns, taking them back to the park as sat down. It was a simple luxury for him. Izaya didn't like sweets. He sighed, the heavy weight of thoughts that Izaya brought giving him a slight headache. If he was still here he would probably say something snarky like 'Thinking doesn't suit Shizu-chan.' He smiled sadly. He wanted the damned flea back but... He also thought it was wrong to bring back the dead. Dilemma, that's what this was. He was stuck at crossroad. Figuring he should confide in someone he went to search for Celty.