I DO NOT OWN DURARARA!

And now we move into high school age stuff where I don't have to fudge behaviors nearly as much XD

And explanation if this is vague, basically Shizuo had dreamed the last chapter and remembered Izaya because he had forgotten. Derp.

"Izaya..." Shizuo muttered absently as he walked to school, having already walked Kasuka to school

Even years later, that name was peculiar. The unnatural blond was surprised that he had managed to forget such a strange boy in general; let alone kissing him. Not to mention he had promised to remember the boy in order to make him stop crying. So much for that.

The high schooler shrugged off the dream. It wasn't like he'd ever see Izaya ever again.

Panting, Shizuo turned around at the sound of clapping behind him.

"This guy is the one I wanted you to meet. His name is Izaya Orihara, and we went to the same middle school," Shinra told Shizuo, beaming as per usual.

Shizuo glared at the the other black haired teenager, still annoyed at having gone into a violent episode. He didn't like him. He especially didn't like the smirk upon his face.

"He's not exactly a great guy, but- Let me take that back; he's an asshole," the bespectacled teen continued.

"That hurt, Shinra," the pale boy responded, closing his reddish brown eyes.

Shizuo widened his own brown eyes. There was no way... It couldn't be that Izaya.

"No, no! I didn't mean it in a bad way!" Shinra clarified, smiling still.

"I don't like you," the blond interjected. There was no way this was his Izaya. No matter how alike they looked and despite the fact that they had the same odd name, it couldn't be his Izaya.
"Oh?" the not-possibly-his-Izaya opened one reddish brown eye, a troublesome smirk on his face.
Shizuo only glared silently. 'Not my Izaya. Far to annoying, obnoxious, and troublesome. I don't like him. He's like a snake in the grass only with looks like my Izaya. I really don't like him for that.'
"That's a shame. I'm pretty sure we'd be able to have lots of fun together~," the slender teen ended his statement with a grin accompanied by both of the reddish brown eyes looking right at him.

"Shut up," the blond immediately responded, turning away. 'I can't keep looking at those eyes. They're too damn similar..!'

"Don't be like that, Shizuo-kun~," the seated teen said, tauntingly.
Shizuo turned around. That flea had no right to speak to him in such a way. Especially when he was creepily similar to his Izaya. His body moved on its own, smashing what the "other" Izaya had been sitting on mere moments ago.

He looked around quickly for his elusive target when all of the sudden something ghosted behind him. He pivoted and jumped back, barely able to get away with only cut on his chest. He clutched the wound.

The flea smirked irritatingly at him, flourishing the knife which had created the wound. "See? Aren't we having fun~?"

Somehow, Shizuo found himself chasing after this newly met Izaya. He couldn't stand him! His looks too similar to his own Izaya, his slick way of talking too annoying, even the way his eyes looked at him was too much!

He hated everything about the smaller teen and kept chasing down him with murderous intent.

That is, until he was hit by a truck.

His mind fogged over by pan from several to-be-bruises and fractures, Shizuo barely managed to pick up bits and pieces of the voices around him. Some people were worried if he was alive. The driver had gotten out of the truck and was also worried.

To the blond's displeasure, the last voice he heard before blacking out, was that arrogant tone, "He's really all right; trust me. Thanks~."

"Oh? What a coincidence! Izaya's also here."

Shizuo was overcome with rage when he walked into Shinra's later that night to find that flea reclined in the living room, comfortably getting treated for a scrape.

Pushing his luck farther, the troublesome-not-his-Izaya grinned, "Wait, why are you unharmed~?"
The blond raised the door, which he had just ripped out of its place, higher above his head as he attempted to get around Celty, whom he had also met recently through Shinra. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!"

The black haired teen merely laughed at him.

When he returned home, Shizuo saw his blank-faced brother sitting at the table.

"What happened?"
"...Sorry, Kasuka..."
"Sorry?"
"I got run over. You were probably wondering why I wasn't at your school already."
"Just don't get run over again," his younger brother responded, his expression unreadable as always.

"...Yeah," Shizuo agreed, sitting down next to him and sighing. He wouldn't tell his brother why he had been run over. Kasuka didn't like his violence in general and he didn't want to explain how he had been trying to kill a smug teenager who looked like a boy he had kissed in primary school.

"Big bro."
"Hmm?" the blond opened his eyes and looked at Kasuka.
"Why did you get run over?"
He hesitated. 'You always hit the nail on the head, don't you..?'
"...I see...Well try to come up with a better explanation for Mom and Dad."
"I didn't even say anything yet..!"
"You're very easy to read," the other Heiwajima shrugged, contrary to what another would say many times in the future.

I hope this chapter was substantial enough for you all. I certainly had fun watching Episode 7 again and listening to Izaya's theme song and then those two's voices~ (I feel bad for Shinra, caught in between this...but knowing him he probably finds some sort of twisted amusement in all of the fighting. I sure do XD)

Anyways, I love reviews and hope to post the next chapter soon~

Until next time~