"Shizuo-saaaaaannnnnn…" A certain informant whined beside the blonde who was getting increasingly more irritated as they walked through the evening streets of Ikebukuro. They were supposed to be meeting with one of their clients, but of course the guy hadn't shown. This lead to the three dragging themselves around all of Tokyo and finally ending up back in Ikebukuro in search of him.
Walking tiredly, Shizuo spaced out between the various complaints from Izaya at his right who was dangling from his arm attempting to keep up with him.
"Shizuo-saaaannnnn…. Carry meeee…" Izaya groaned as he almost fell over from exhaustion. Shizuo pretended not to hear which would be his downfall, "Shizuo-saaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnn~ Don't ignore me, I know you can hear meeeee…"
In reply the blonde made a noise of annoyance and looked longingly at the pocket holding his precious cigarettes, oh how he needed one.
Izaya started to feel ignored and decided to take action for his much needed attention, "Shizuo-san if you don't carry me I'll take your glasses~" The informant playfully grabbed the silver frame of the lenses and pried them off of Shizuo's face, he at first barely seemed to notice.
"Hey- Izaya give those back!" Shizou snapped from his bored state as the informant speedily untangled himself from the taller who glared at him as Izaya skillfully leapt away and atop a nearby bench.
"Shizuo-san can do better than that can't he?" He laughed lightly as he saw the others expression become even more menacing, in response to this he landed on the other side of the bench with the light noise of his feet hitting the sidewalk and starting off in the nearest direction available.
Suddenly Shizuo felt a jolt of instinct he knew well, chase and destroy. He started off chasing the informant through the now parting streets of Ikebukuro, leaving Tom behind who was to tired to intervene. Izaya ran at a playful pace, just slow enough to give Shizuo hope but not enough to let himself be caught. He rounded a corner and sped across the street into a park across the way in which the suns setting beams enflamed with a rich golden glow.
Rounding the corner as well, Shizuo stopped himself as a car sped by; maybe he had finally learned one thing from the flea. Once the road was clear he continued the chase as Izaya stood across the way, waving the glasses around tauntingly. As soon as Shizuo got close enough, the raven sped off again but this time Shizuo was in closer pursuit, he was so close. He reached out for the edge of the flea's shirt that strained against the wind current, he had him this time. Smirking wildly as the thrill energized his body as he felt his heart pounding not from exercise but sheer joy, he didn't see the other Izaya anymore, it was that damn trademark coat that he latched onto. Once he had the shirt in his tight grasp, Izaya was pulled to a stop and toppled over backwards. Both fell over into the soft grass of the park as Shizuo immediately sat up and pinned the other down with bone crushing strength.
"Got you flea-" He felt his eyes burning deep into the flea's, expecting the Izaya from old to be staring back with defeat and fear all over his face, but he only got a sweet laughter in return.
Izaya's laugh echoed through the park as he smiled up at the blonde, he had such an innocent smile. "Yes Shizu-sans got me~ You win let gooooo~~~"
Feeling immediately guilty for letting himself get out of hand, Shizuo released his vice grip on the now caught flea. He sat up and looked elsewhere, anywhere but at the flea- because this wasn't the flea.
Izaya sat up as well as he crawled over to Shizuo who sat solemnly away from him. "Shizou-san~ What's wrong, you won." His smile died as his eyes landed on the others. He tried to think of something to cheer him up, "Look Shizuo-san, I've still got your glasses~" He put them on and leaned over the other hoping to be in his line of sight, "See? I look way better than you in them, huh?"
"Yeah… sure…" Shizuo turned away before glancing back at the others arms where he had grabbed him, "You ok?"
"Huh?" Izaya blinked taken back by the question, was Shizuo just mad because he thought he may have hurt him? "I'm fine~ I'm fine~ Stop worrying you're so grouchy~" He lay in front of him and looked up at his drooping face as he poked the edges of his frown and tried lifting them into a smile, "and stop making such an angry face, you're going to get all wrinkly and gross when your old because of them~"
Sighing, Shizuo gave an attempt to smile, "Alright I'll stop, now give me my glasses they look stupid on you."
Izaya made an obviously fake gasp, "Shizou-san! I look great in these~" The other chuckled awkwardly in agreement as he looked around; no one was really in the park, it was pretty dead except for a few people here and there and they all seemed to be minding their business until a man across the center pond dropped his gaze once he made distant eye contact with the blonde.
"Wait…" Shizuo got up and was followed by Izaya who was still wearing his blue shades, "That's the guy!" All he needed was that look to convince him that here was the man who had evaded them all day, he ran off towards the suspect while leaving his phone in Izaya's hand and yelling back, "Call Tom-san and tell him where we are!"
Looking down at the device and opening it, Izaya pressed a finger into the bridge of the glasses to keep them from falling off and got into Shizuo's contacts scrolling through them until he got to Tom's number. He selected it and called, pressing the phone to his ear as he watched Shizuo charge across the park and cut off the man's escape route.
"Shizuo?" A voice sounded from the other end of the line.
"Tom-san~" Izaya chirped as he watched the show from across the way, "It's me; me and Shizuo are at the park. You should probably come over here soon." He spoke the end a little less cheerful as he saw the blonde grab a trash bin nearby and toss it at the guys other escape trail as he tried to run to it.
"Oh my god Izaya? You're still alive? I thought you were dead…" Tom sighed in relief.
"Why would I be dead? Shizuo and I were just having a little fun, besides I think you should get here-"
Toms voice interrupted Izaya's own, "Why? Did you see the look on his face! I was sure he was going to kill you! Seriously, you shouldn't mess around with Shizuo like that; he doesn't have a lot of social skills to cope with it."
"Um, yeah about that- I think you should probably come down here, Shizuo found that guy." Izaya sighed as he watched Shizuo grab the man by the shirt and throttle him around like he was nothing, no doubt yelling his irritations from the day spent looking for him into the man's face.
Suddenly Toms tone got serious, "Oh shit, seriously? Ok just watch him until I get there and make sure he doesn't kill him." The line went dead.
Izaya shrugged and walked towards the two as Shizuo continued his assault on the unfortunate soul's ears, as his yelling could now be heard from half way across the park. Scrolling through Shizuo's contacts, the informant found that there were few for one and that he recognized one, Celty. Clicking on the number, Izaya typed out a troll-ish message thinking about how funny it would be to see how she reacts while approaching the loud scene and sent it.
"AND A THRID THING! IVE BEEN WALKING ALL AROUND TOKYO LOOKING FOR YOUR ASS AND I HAVEN'T HAD A SINGLE CIGARETT TODAY! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE PUT ME THROUGH? I- Izaya?" He loosened his grip on the man who was about four inches off the ground and had 'uncle' written all over his frightened face.
"Hey~ Tom said not to kill him." He soon felt the phone vibrate in his hand as the headless woman from before seemed to have replied already, how fun.
Shizuo snatched the phone from the informant and dropped his victim in his arms, "Hold this." He looked at the name of who was texting him, "Celty? I wonder what she's texting me for… " He opened it and stared at it blankly for a few seconds. What the hell?
'Shizuo what the hell are you talking about? Are you drunk or something? And why are you being so mean, that's horrible! :'(' The message read.
Turing to the grinning informant who was having a bit of trouble supporting the man he was holding, Shizuo automatically knew it was his fault, "IZAYA."
"Yes my beloved Shizuo-san~" He cheerily smiled at Shizuo.
Quickly opening his sent box, Shizuo read the message that he would never type in a million years:
'Hey Celty-chan~ I loved you since forever~~~ Lets go make out- OH WAAIIIT~~~~ never mind~ ;3 ttyl~ 3'
"I-za-ya-KUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNN…" He said twitching angrily as he switched his deadly gaze to the informant who for once looked a little scared.
"It was just a joke Shizuo-san…" He said turning away from the other, he didn't know he'd take it so bad, "You take jokes to seriously, even just now when I took your glasses. You need to lighten up~"
"That gives you no right to do this! Stay out of my shit!" He yelled at the smaller as he shrunk towards the captive man who must have fainted somewhere through the fight.
Izaya looked down dejectedly, "I'm sorry Shizuo-san… but it was just a joke, I didn't mean to upset you…"
That was the last straw, Shizuo grabbed the informant by his arms roughly once again, "Don't you ever get it! The type of jokes you play always get people hurt or killed! Why can't you just shut up and remember the old you already so I can go back to killing you!"
Izaya looked into his golden brown eyes which were now scorching flames of sunlight boring deep into his own dark brown ones. Soon his eyes clouded with tears and became half lidded as the tears stung his eyes, "I already said I was sorry… Why are you so mean to me..?" he shivered as if cold by the others touch as Shizuo felt his grip loosen with shock of what he was seeing, giving Izaya the chance to pry out of his grip and run past him sobbing loudly.
OH MY GOD SO FREAKING DEPRESSING. After the next chapter it will get really fluffy I promise~~~ …. Then it will spiral back into depressing…. XD hope you like it, the more you comment the faster I make chapters~! And again sorry for typos, BUT PLEASE DON'T COMMENT ABOUT THEM, THEN OTHER PEOPLE CAN EASILY SEE MY FAILURES AS A HUMAN BEING T^T THANKS.
Celty: *somewhere in Shinjuku staring at phone* 'wft…?'