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Chapter 3

"You piss me off." Ok, Shizuo really wasn't sure where that had come from. Honestly, Izaya truley hadn't done anything to annoy him, yet he still felt...irked.

Izaya raised an elegant eyebrow, smirking again. "Well isn't that a shame?" He hopped off the bleachers, landing in front of Shizuo, a flick blade suddenly in his hand and pointed at the blonde. "I was thinking that we'd have so much fun, Shizu-Chan."

"Don't call me that," Shizuo snapped, fists clenched at his sides.

Izaya's smirk seemed to widen as he let out a small chuckle. "But I think it's cute...Shizu-Chan, it has a nice ring to it."

Shizuo's eye twitched as a shiver went down his spine; damn, did Izaya's voice have to be so irritatingly...seductive?

Wait...what? Shizuo mentally slapped himself, huffing in annoyance. What had he just thought?

"Seriously, don't call me that you flea," Shizuo snapped.

Izaya smiled in amusement. "Aw, now that wasn't nice. Here I am giving you a term of endearment and you go and call me a bug? No, not even a bug...a parasite? That, Shizu-Chan, is rude."

"Like I care," Shizuo snapped, eyes narrowed at the blade that was suddenly pointed at his face. He frowned.

Izaya's smirk widened and slowly, the blade traveled down until it was pressed against Shizuo's chest. The crimson eyes male gave a soft chuckle. "So mean...but I suppose I can still have fun with you."

The blade was yanked across Shizuo's chest at the same moment Shizuo went for a punch, his school shirt being slashed and Izaya suddenly behind him. Shizuo whirled around, a hand coming up and touching the gash on his chest. Izaya smirked, cocking his head to the side. "See? Wasn't that fun, Shizu-chan?"

Shizuo stared for a moment, before closing his eyes. The raven's voice, for some reason, kept sending chills down his damn spine. He hated it; a voice doesn't do that to people, damn it! "...I'm going to kill you."

Shinra scurried back when Shizuo charged and Izaya laughed crazily, turning on his heel and running. "Catch me if you can, Shizu-Chan!"

"IZAYAAAAA!" Shizuo ran after the raven, the both of them reaching the school gates, but Izaya did not slow down. Instead, he simply jumped over the gates, landing on his feet much like a cat would. He smirked at Shizuo who stood on the other side of the gate. "Come get me."

Shizuo huffed angrilly, fists clenching. Izaya's smirk grew. "What, big bad Heiwajima Shizuo is a big sissy who's afraid to skip school?"

Shizuo froze then, eyes widening a bit. But he wasn't angry, definatly not.

He was getting scared. He wanted to chase Izaya down and beat him to a pulp, but that required leaving school grounds...

If his dad found out...

Shizuo looked away, shoving his hands in his pockets. Izaya frowned a bit. What...?

"I have a class to go to," Shizuo finally muttered, turning around. "I'll kill you later, Flea."

Izaya stood there, dumbfounded, as the blonde actually walked away from him. He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well, that was dissapointing..."

Though, a smirk still made it's way onto his lips. I simply love humans...

Shizuo had planned to walk home alone, or at least half way with Shinra. Shinra was by his side and everything seemed fine...until Shizuo spotted Izaya at the gates. The raven smirked in their deirection and Shizuo glared over at Shinra. "I hate your friend, by the way."

Shinra nodded. "Yeah, I figured you would."

Izaya all but purred as he stepped up to them, falling into step with them as they walked down the street away from the school. "Shizu-Chan, lovely to see you again. Are you coming to Shinra's with me? You, Celty and I can play video games~"

Shizuo froze and whirled around to Shinra once more. "He knows about Celty?!"

"Ah!" Shinra flinched, stepping behind Izaya suddenly. "I've known him for a while, ok?! Easy!"

Izaya laughed a bit, looking at Shizuo with questioning eyes. "Yes, and I've heard alot about you in that time, Shizu-Chan. But I must say...you're not at all like I pictured you."

Shizuo grit his teeth, looking away as he continued walking. "Yeah, well don't judge people before you meet them."

Izaya was a bit surprised but he kept it hidden, sighing dramatically and following after the blonde with Shinra at his heels. "Ne, why so mean? Did I offend you, Shizu-Chan?"

"I told you not to call me that," Shizuo hissed, rolling his eyes. This guy was seriously starting to irk him...and that voice...

"I know, but I won't listen to you," Izaya shot back, suddenly stepping in front of Shizuo, blocking his path. He smirked a bit before tilting his head in genuine curiosity. "You really are strange, Heiwajima."

"And you really are annoying," Shizuo snapped, fists clenched. "Get the hell out of my way, flea!"

Izaya stepped aside, smirking as Shizuo walked past him. He fell into step behind him, looking at Shinra who threw him an unapproving look. In response, Izaya simply shrugged as he leaped forward, jabbing a finer between Shizuo's shoulder blades. "So moody~"

Shizuo whirled around, slapping the offending hand away and felt his eye twitch. God, this guy got on his nerves quickly. He couldn't remember a time where someone had been able to annoy and anger him this easily. "One more time, flea, and I swear I'll break you in half."

Izaya laughed, sticking out his tongue. For some reason that did it and suddenly, Izaya was sprinting down the side walk, Shizuo right behind him. "Izayaaaaa!"

Shinra sweat dropped. I had a feeling it would end up like this...

Izaya sped around a corner, peeking over his shoulder and smirking widely when he saw Shizuo not too far behind him. It thrilled him; Shizuo was responding!

Izaya whirled around another corner crossing the road and smirking as Shizuo stood on the other side of the street, panting and pissed. "Flea!"

"Come get me~" Izaya snickered, hands on his hips.

Shizuo growled, his hand comming out to grip a stop sign beside him. He yanked it out of the ground effortlessly, making Izaya blink a little. "I'll kill you!"

Izaya barely had time to dodge the sign as it sailed through the sky, crashing into the wall behind where he had previously been standing. Dust flew everywhere and Izaya laughed. "Oh my...how interesting." He turned, looking towards Shizuo again. "You missed, Shizu-Chan."

Shizuo huffed, taking off after the black haired male once more. Izaya let out a small giggle before running once more. The city, within the next twenty minutes, was in a panic; vending machines were scattered around the streets, street signs and lamps were lying on the ground and were embeded in bulings and all the citizens were in a panic, one of them being a very upset Mr. Heiwajima.

At this point, Shizuo and Izaya were face to face, the only space between them created by Izaya's out stretched arm that held his flick blade agaisnt Shizuo's chest. Shizuo, panting and body shaking from anxiousness, glared at the equally panting male before him. Izaya graced him with a smile. "You're fun, Shizu-Chan."

"Damn flea," Shizuo hissed, raising a fist. "I'm going to kill-"

"Shizuo!"

Shizuo's body froze, eyes growing wide. Curious, Izaya peered around and cocked his head to the side. Who is that?

"Dad," Shizuo whirled around, panting and forcing a quick smile. "Uh, h-hey."

His dad's eyes narrowed dangerously as he crossed his arms. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Izaya frowned slightly, glancing at Shizuo once more. The blonde faked another smile, yet had nothing to say. Izaya stepped forward, a kind and polite smile on his face. "I'm sorry, your son and I got too competative in a simple game of tag."

Shizuo blinked in slight surprise, glancing at his dad. His father glanced at Izaya before looking at Shizuo. "...My car is around the corner. Go."

Shizuo nodded and pushed past Izaya. Izaya huffed before grinning. "See you tomorrow, Shizuo!"

Shizuo got into his father's car, his body growing tense as his dad got in, slamming the door. There was a short silence before, "You just don't learn, do you?"

"I can explain," Shizuo began, but he shut up when his dad's hand flew at him, yanking him closer by the hair.

"Shut up," His dad snapped, anger swimming in his eyes. "I could have sworn we had a conversation about this! Did you even see what you did to the city?! Your mother and I are going to have to help pay for that, god damn it! Street lights, signs, cars...buildings! Damn it, you just don't get it!"

He shoved Shizuo away, starting the car. The drive home was silent, Shizuo staring out the window, his shaking hands in his lap. He bit his lip fearfully.

There wasn't a doubt in his mind that he was going to get hit, or worse, when he got home.

And it was all Izaya's fault.

The car came to a stop a few minutes later and Shizuo quickly got out, trying to get into the house before his dad. However, nothing seemed to go right for him today because his dad caught up with him, all but shoving him in the door way. Shizuo tripped, landing on his chest on the floor, wincing in pain. His dad slammed the front door, making Mrs. Heiwajima step out from the kitchen. "What on earth?"

"The damn idiot decided to tear up two and a half blocks of the city," Shizuo's dad hissed, reaching down and yanking Shizuo up by the hair.

Shizuo's mother sighed, rubbing her tenples. "We don't have the money...we just paid for the hotel room in Osaka for Kasuka's audition!"

"Tell that to your kid," His dad snapped, shoving Shizuo back.

Shizuo stumbled, grabbing the wall for support. "I didn't mean to-"

"We're going to go bankrupt," Mrs. Heiwajima nearly yelled, shaking in anger. "How will we pay for college for Kasuka if his acting doesn't take off?"

Shizuo clenched his fists, eyes narrowed. "Why...the hell is it always him?"

His parents looked at him, his father crossing his arms. "Because Kasuka isn't a trouble making little freak of nature like you."

"It's not like I fucking asked for it!" Shizuo snapped. He glared, tears stinging the back of his eyes. "I didn' want to be like this! It's my damn-"

The fist that hit his jaw sent him falling back into the wall, wincing. He felt his dad yank him closer by the shirt before another fist hit his face, sending him fyling to the floor. On instinct, Shizuo curled up, flinching. Don't hit me...!

"Mom, Dad," The voice, for once, sounded like heaven to Shizuo. Kasuka lingered in the door way, blank faced. "I want to help you prepare dinner."

"Oh, of course," Mrs. Heiwajima smiled brightly, gripping her husband's arm. "Let's go, dear."

The adults quickly left and, slowly, Shizuo sat up. Kasuka headed towards the kitchen, stopping to look at Shizuo. For a moment, worry lingered in his eyes. "Are you alright?"

Shizuo nodded, looking away. "T-thanks."

Kasuka nodded stiffly. "Go rest, Nii-San."

Shizuo stood and quickly made his way down the hall, closing and locking his door behind him. He laid on his bed, hugging a pillow to his chest as he felt his body begin to tremble, his jaw stinging in pain from the double punches.

It's all that damn flea's fault!, Shizuo thought bitterly, sitting up and flinging his pillow across the room. He clenched his fists. It was all Izaya's fault; if the damn guy hadn't provoked him...! And if he wasn't so good at pissig him off...!

He hadn't realized he was pulling out his blade from his wallet until it sat in his palm, seemingly innocent. He took a deep breath as he set it against his skin, right on the previous gash from two nights ago. With an angered yell, he slashed, blood easily begining to trickle down his arm. He shivered and winced, leaning back against his bed as he watched the crimson liquid drip to the floor.

Pure freedom.

He did it again, right on the second gash. Blood flowed freely, dripping to the floor like red rain. Shizuo stared at it, eyes closing. One thing ran through his mind; Izaya's damn, irritatingly seductive smirk. It made him grit his teeth, pressing the blade against his skin, under the second open gash, as he remembered his dad's anger.

"It's his fault," Shizuo hissed out, sliding the blade across his smooth skin. More blood, more pain, more pure freedom.

Shizuo stared up at the ceiling, tears welling up in his eyes. It's all his fault...damn you, Izaya!

Ok, well I think here is a good place to pause. ^^ Poor Shizu-Chan T_T will he get better...? You have to wait till i continue, lol. Review plz! All u guys reviewing, i LOVE u! seriously!