"The neuron you lost sometimes during our fight earlier this evening?" Izaya surmised, looking thoroughly bored and like he was one step away from falling asleep. As if on cue, Shizuo growled lowly in his throat but said nothing, instead pulling out something out of his pocket that Izaya immediately recognize as the switchblade he had no choice but to abandon in that alleyway. Honestly surprised at the unexpected turn of events, he tensed and his eyes went wide for a fraction of a second, but he immediately schooled his expression into one of indifference before anyone could catch his momentary change in demeanor.
"Is that your switchblade, Izaya-kun?" Shinra inquired, smiling innocently as he watched the informant pretend not to care that one of his precious switchblades had fallen into the blond's hands. After knowing each other for so many years, there was no doubt in Shinra's mind that beneath his friend's calm exterior, there was a volcano waiting to erupt. Even the injuries Izaya had sustained wouldn't be enough to deter him from going after Shizuo if the dam broke and the man were to fall prey to the deep resentment he felt towards the man he'd failed to befriend.
Turning to Shinra, Izaya assumed a pensive look and hoped that his ruse would work against Shizuo who even though was a lower life form, was not exactly stupid. "It's possible, but I won't be able to tell unless I take a closer look," Izaya answered in the most indifferent tone he could muster, knowing that the second he showed interest in the object the brute held in his hand, all would be lost.
Pissed that he wasn't getting the reaction he was hoping for out of the louse seemingly relaxing in Shinra's armchair, Shizuo's grip around the switchblade unconsciously tightened, the metal bending under the force of his inhuman strength and turning into a useless mass of what was now junk. He almost regretted it since crushing the weapon within his hand hadn't been his intention, but the way Izaya minutely narrowed his eyes and tightened his lips into a straight line was proof that seeing the switchblade destroyed had upset the flea and that was enough to make him feel better. Shizuo could even go so far as to call it 'payment' for the many shirts the insect had destroyed over time.
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go home now," Izaya announced as he stood up and reached for his jacket, not succeeding in grabbing it before Shinra's hand was on his wrist, pulling it away and pushing him back in the armchair, gently. "Hey, what are you—"
Shinra raised a hand, effectively silencing the obviously irritated informant. "You're in no condition to be walking around." A snort came from Shizuo's direction but Shinra ignored him in favor of reasoning with Izaya who was once again trying to get up. "You got your head banged up pretty badly. There's a high chance you'll end up passing out in the middle of the street. Is that how you want your humans to see you?"
"You don't need to worry about that, flea, since I'm going to break your neck right here, right now," Shizuo promised, letting go of the crushed switchblade and trying to get past Celty who was once again trying to stop him from getting his hands on the disgusting louse polluting the air with his mere presence.
[Shizuo, please, I understand that you hate him, but he's been hurt pretty badly (by you might I add) and I don't think you're the kind of person to kick people (or insects) while they're down,] Celty tried, but her friend's glare meant that she wasn't being successful in trying to reason with him.
Pushing Celty out of the way, he moved to grab Izaya, but the Dullahan's shadowy smoke wrapped around his wrists and ankles, trying to pull him back while Shinra, even though he was kind of a coward, was standing between him and the bastard Shizuo was going to kill once and for all. Rotating his head to the side, he glowered at Celty. "Let go," he growled threateningly. "Besides, even if I rip his head off, he'll probably still live for a while, just like a cockroach."
"Better a cockroach than a neanderthal~" Izaya teased from behind Shinra, standing up and smirking like he was in no danger of being throttled by a beast.
"That's it, you're dead!" Shizuo roared and lunged himself at Izaya, Celty's shadows barely slowing him down. He was so blinded by rage that he didn't even notice how hard he'd pushed Shinra out of the way, his attention set solely on the insect running around the room despite the injuries Shizuo had already inflicted.
Celty failed to stop Shizuo from going after Izaya, but she at least succeeded in stopping Shinra from violently crashing into the wall, her irritation towards the way Shizuo was acting skyrocketing and turning into anger. [Are you okay?]
"I'm good, but could you please do something about these two idiots," Shinra whined and immediately ran into the hallway when a vase flew past his head and shattered into the wall behind him.
[I'll be right back,] Celty quickly typed and she was out the door (which was no longer there), leaving Shinra to cry in despair every time more of his belongings got destroyed by the two brutes using his apartment as their personal battlefield. He was almost relieved when Celty rode past him on Shooter even though it was inside the house, but that feeling quickly disappeared and he ended up shouting in anger when Izaya threw a cup at Shizuo, breaking it. "Hey, that's the cup my darling Celty bought for me!"
"Sorry~" Izaya apologized while jumping over the counter and rushing towards the balcony where Celty was waiting for him. Her shadows wrapped around him and she was jumping over the balcony on Shooter, gravity pulling them down for what felt like forever before she used her black shadows to latch unto the building and land safely below.
"IIZAAYAAA!" Shizuo roared his archenemy's name, crushing the balcony's rail beneath his fingers as he fought the impulse to jump over it and go after Izaya. With Celty protecting him, Shizuo's chances of capturing the pest without hurting his friend were slim, and he didn't want to end up injuring her (even though she healed quickly) because of a pathetic excuse for a human being called Orihara Izaya. "Next time I catch you in Ikebukuro, you're dead, you hear me? You're dead!" he promised as he watched Celty ride out into the night with Izaya.
"I expect you and Izaya to pay for the damages," Shinra sighed as he removed his glasses and rubbed his tired eyes.
"It's the damn louse's fault that—"
"No! Just no, I don't want to hear it," Shinra shouted angrily as he put his glasses back on and ran a twitchy hand through dark grey locks. "You can't blame Izaya for everything that goes wrong in your life."
Shizuo's lip curled upwards and he was snarling, fingers flexing with the urge to punch Shinra in the face for being an idiot. "But it is Izaya's fault, and you know it."
"I disagree," the doctor demurred and was about to bend down to pick up Izaya's jacket when Shizuo was suddenly in his face, curling a fist into his shirt and raising him in the air like he weighed nothing. Fear suddenly spiked and he paled, realizing in hindsight that he shouldn't have pissed off an already enraged Ikebukuro monster.
"I dare you to say that again!" Shizuo voice boomed inside the wrecked living room.
A pathetic whimper nearly climbed up his throat but Shinra managed to suppress it, the anger he felt towards the blond whose mercy he was at giving him the strength to speak his mind. "You're the one who pushed him away when Izaya only wanted to be your friend."
"Ha! What that soulless bastard wanted was another idiot to use for his schemes," Shizuo snorted and dangled Shinra in his hold as punishment for speaking nonsense.
"How do you know what he wanted when you didn't even give him a chance?" Shinra exploded in a fit of fury, manifesting itself through raised arms trying to hit the big idiot who was still not letting him go. "You broke his heart, you bastard!" he blurted before he could stop himself, immediately pulling back his hands and clamping them over his mouth when he realized what he'd just said.
At first, Shizuo dismissed the statement as nonsense, and it wasn't until the doctor covered his mouth and gave him a look that said he'd just revealed something he shouldn't have that Shizuo felt like his entire world had just been turned upside down.