Hello again! I wrote this chapter late last night and finished the last little bit today. INTENSE CHAPTER DUN DUN DUN. Also, Thanks to the reviewers. Thanks to:Raven T., Sonic Gamer (Who I sadly could not reply to as he/she does not have an account), and xXxWolvesInTheNightxXx. I couldn't reply in PM to Sonic Gamer so I will reply now. The reason for Izaya being ooc is sort of..well intentional yes. This is a side of Izaya we have never seen in the series. This is an Izaya who had developed affection and care, and so he is sort of..becoming a different person. At times in this fanfiction he does become a total troll though. Teasing Shizuo and such etc. You'll see both sides in this story, I promise! Enjoy Reading! I appreciate the reviews!
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They stared at eachother for a long time and the bartender took out a pack of ciggarettes, lit one, and put it in his mouth. He removed his stop sign from my face and set it beside him, still holding it ofcourse.
Izaya waved his arms, "H-hey..I'm supposed to be the one protecting you,Cecile."
I glanced back at Izaya, feeling a bit like the middle-man, "Izaya. You did not move so I took action. Is that not what "citizens" do? Should I have let a stop sign smash into your face?"
He frowned at me as the bartender continued to ignore us. "Shizzy-chan, I'm terribly surprised. You're not smashing me with a stop sign while I'm vunerable?" I smacked Izaya, as he was pretty much asking for it. "No, you shouldn't have. But it would have been ten times worse if it was you instead of me. I wouldn't ever want my roomie to get hurt." I was surprised he didn't avoid the question.
Shizuo threw his smoke on the ground and stepped on it. "Izaya. I am not hitting you because this girl will just get in the way." I took a step forward, trying to catch his attention.
He was looking the other way but I noticed his eyes flash to me. "You didn't answer my question. I answered yours, now answer mine."
He started laughing,"I have to tell you? I mean, who doesn't know who I am in 'bukuro? You're the first person. You a foreigner?" I stared hard at him and wondered why he said 'who doesn't know me.'
He waited for an answer, and looked a bit irritated at the fact that I was ignoring his question. "You could say I'm a foreigner, but I've lived here many years. I'm not really.. And how was I supposed to know who you are? Some bartender with the ability to lift vending machines?" I sounded harsh but I could care less, I didn't have anything to care about anymore.
He looked angry, and grabbed his stop sign. "Strongest man in 'Bukuro. That ring a bell?" I looked dumb-founded.
Yes I had heard of something along the lines of that, but it never really meant much to me. "Yes, I knew there was a 'strongest man in Ikebukuro' kind of thing going on but I don't even know your name. It never concerned me. All I wanted to know was your name."
"Shizuo." He stopped looking at me.
I was shocked. But.. It couldn't have been my brother Shizuo. There was no way. I walked up and peeked up to look at his face, and took his sunglasses.
He tried to snatch them from me but I ran. "Tell me your last name and I will give you back your shades."
He flamed with anger. "Give. Them. Back. Figure out my last name for yourself." He chased me around and I noticed Izaya was laughing. I probably did look like a fool. I was so short compared to this Shizuo person.
I kept on running, shouting at him to tell me. "Heiwajima! Now give me back-" I stopped. I dropped his shades and he stopped and stared. I stared at him in awe.
I felt my knees give in and I fell to the ground.
Izaya was by my side quicker than it took for me to even fall. "Hey, Cecile, are you alright? I bet this is your fault Shizuo." Izaya was teasing Shizuo again, even though he was serious one second and teasing in the next.
Shizuo just looked down at me, "I didn't do anything. Oh, what was your name? Cece? Not sure. What's wrong with you?"
Izaya was shaking me,"Hey, come back to reality already!" I felt hot tears flow down my cheeks, and the look on Shizuo's face was hysteria.
He looked completely surprised. "No. It can't be you.. It just can't." I said between sobs.
My own brother. My own brother didn't know who I was.
"Why did you leave? Why did you leave me? Was I that hopeless?"
Shizuo picked up a ciggarette out of his pack once again and put it in his mouth.
He didn't light it yet, "What are you-" He stared at me, realizing who I was. I sat there sobbing, even though I felt nothing, something bothered me about it. That my own brother hadn't remembered me by looking at me. But then again, I didn't pick it out that it was him either.
Izaya looked at Shizuo with a sign of disbelief on his face. "You don't mean.." He stared at Shizuo.
Rain started to fall as Shizuo stared at me, as he had dropped his ciggarette and we had all heard the loud clack when the stop sign had fallen to the ground. his eyes wide with shock.
"It can't be you."
