Izaya blinked, looking more confused than he previously had, and looked at the two locked in a frozen struggle in front of him. "Did I say something wrong…?"

Putting down the coffee table, the aggressive blond marched right up to his foe, "I'm Shizuo! You know, we fight every time I see you, I say 'I told you to stay out of Ikebukuro', you say…?" He waited for the dark haired informants reply.

The information broker sat in silence completely puzzled. "I say…" he began, "who are you and what is an Ikebukuro…?"

Twitching at the annoyance of this, Shizuo shoved himself a few inches from Izaya's face intimidatingly, "Shizuo Hewajima! Your worst enemy!"

The smaller shrunk back clearly scared, "I'm sorry…" he turned to look at the other faces around him and spotted Celty freezing.

Shinra walked up to him and put a hand on his forehead, "Are you feeling alright Izaya..?"

He didn't reply but instead pointed to the headless rider, "THAT PERSON DOESN'T HAVE A HEAD."

Celty tapped words into her phone again, "Izaya it's me, Celty. I work for you."

"B-but you don't have a HEAD…" He spoke through a shaky voice, "How are you alive like that! Are you a demon! Please don't kill me I'm sorry if I ever did anything to offend you!" He stopped at that and thought a bit, "That's funny I don't remember doing anything bad…" He smiled awkwardly, "Actually I don't remember anything at all…"

Shinra laughed at the confused blonde that was staring at Izaya in disbelief, "Looks like you knocked the Izaya right out of him, Shizuo~"

"What're you saying!" He turned his attention to his giggling friend who tried to calm his laughter.

Clearing his throat, Shinra straightened his attire as if to try and look more professional, "I'm saying that he has amnesia."

"Izaya can't have amnesia! He's obviously faking it!" He turned to the small man sitting on the couch looking around the room curiously, and mostly at Celty, completely lost.

Shinra turned to look at Izaya as well, "I'm afraid he is… its actually common for people with severe head injuries. He should come back in a day or so hopefully but it's not certain..."

Walking out of the room again, Shizou took a cigarette from his pocket and stuck it in his mouth, "I'm leaving, this shit's pissing me off… tell me when he's better so I can kick his ass…"

"WHA! SHIZUO!" The doctor ran up to him and attempted tugging him back, "You did this to him so you have to take care of him!"

Shizuo pried him off of his side by his coat collar and brought him closer to his face intimidatingly, "I wouldn't take care of that flea even if you paid me!"

"But Shizuo!" He pleaded, "I'm not keeping him here and besides he's a well-known guy, people could try and kill him while he can't defend himself."

"You've got Celty, you don't need me." He put the doctor back on his feet and let go of his collar, trying to calm himself.

Shinra straightened his tie sighing, "Yeah but you hurt him so he's your responsibility."

"So if I could fix this, everything could go back to normal?" Shizuo said silently as he continued to think out loud, "I guess I could hit him in the head again and he'd be back to irritating old flea…" He looked around for anything he could use to hit Izaya.

Continuing the argument, Shinra lead Shizuo back to the couch, "You are definitely not hitting him again! He could suffer worse damage; you have to take care of him."

Izaya was currently poking the black mist that was floating about Celty's neck while she looked miserable from this irritatingly curious form of Izaya, "Does it hurt to not have a head..?" He flinched and turned when he noticed the two had come back from their arguing.

Shoving Shizuo towards the informant, Shinra spoke in an uplifting tone, "Ok now, you're going to go with the scary guy now."

"I'm not taking him!" He shoved Shinra off of him, "You two can deal with him for a few weeks can't you!"

Silent clicks from Celty's phone keys filled the room as she turned it for the others to read, "Come on Shizuo, we both still have work and I can't exactly carry him around with me all the time."

"Yeah and the places I work are pretty shady, I'm sure some people are bound to know him… and we can't leave him alone all day and night here."

Growling annoyed, Shizou bit down on the unlit cigarette that still hung loosely between his lips and replied, "But I have dangerous work to… Its better if he's here."

Again Celty took a moment to type out a reply and held it out for others to read, "Yes but no one would expect him to be at your house, and as Shinra said you can protect him. Please Shizuo, as a favor?"

Taking out his lighter, Shizuo finally lit his cigarette and sat in thought for a while before sighing, "Fine, but I'm not agreeing to treat him like an official guest got it?"

Cheering jubilantly, Shinra smiles brightly and replied, "Great~ Just remember to give him food and water every now and then. Now I'll just check him over and dissect him before you go-" Shizuo hit him over the back of the head as restrained as he could making the doctor hold his head in pain. "Ita… You should learn to be more gentile Shizuo."

Ignoring him, Shizou walked over to his new guest glaring at him suspiciously, "Flea I have three conditions if you are to stay with me. One, if I wake up with a knife to my throat I will kill you this time. Two, you must stay at least three feet in diameter away from me. And three, you are to call me Shizuo-san." The last one Shizuo sort of enjoyed.

"Shizuo-san…" Izaya smiled and closed his eyes muttering it to himself once more as if to commit it to memory. "Got it."

'He's willing to do whatever I say,' Shizuo thought as he smirked discreetly as he thought of what humiliating feats he could force his new guest into, 'this could be fun…'