"What the hell?" Izaya spun on his heels and Shizuo fell back as the wall burst apart.

"Ah, problem solved." Yadogiri walked in as if he owned the place, pulling a gun out, "I'm afraid there might be other guests coming. Let's just move this to another place shall we?"

The blond moved in front of the raven-haired informant, carefully blocking him from the intruder. A frown grew onto the informant's face as he watched his old foe stand before him, his back all he could see.

Still their mutual rival remained, "do you have any idea what this is, Mr. Heiwajima. This is a gun. It kills people."

"Get out."

"All I need is the informant. You can kill him, by all means. I just need him dead." The man smiled "It's perfect. You kill him, I see him dead, live goes on. Think about it, Shizuo-san. You will never have to see his face again. Never again will you have to have to run after the informant. Never will you be pestered at work. No more problems."

"Do it…" Shizuo felt a voice in his head say the words to him. He stared at his latest problem.

Everything was Izaya's fault.

EVERYTHING!

Why was he arrested? Izaya.

Why did he lose his job as a bartender? Izaya.

Why was he here? Izaya.

Why was he in love?

"No."

Izaya looked up, shocked. He probably shouldn't be. This was Shizuo. The man was unpredictable. Unbeatable, unstoppable…

Invincible.

"Shameful."

BANG.

"SHIZU-CHAN!"

The debt collector fell to the ground. Time stopped. The informant was grabbed from behind. The clones were nowhere to be found. The sound of sirens rang through the air as blood seeped onto the wood floor.

Yadogiri smiled, "It's been fun, Shizuo-san."

~.~

A/N: Oh yeah, this is short. Sorry about that. I'm busy cuddling my Shizaya pillow. IT'S SO CUDDLY! –is completely distracted-

Thanks for the reviews, shall we get more violent? ^-^