Izaya POV
It's been a week since I left the hospital. I haven't been to Ikebukuro since then and I haven't seen Shizuo either. Come to think of it I haven't even really left my office in a week. I have just been sitting at my desk examining my chess set wondering how the plans I have so cleverly made have fallen apart so easily. And no matter what I start to think of it always brings me back to the thought of Shizuo and what happened that day. I wonder what she's been thinking about and maybe did she ever think about me?
Shizuo POV
I took a walk down the streets of Ikebukuro, what I usually did in the evening. There were not really any signs of gangs hanging around which was a pleasant change. Teenagers were walking around laughing and holding hands. Kids were running and screaming chasing after each other. I smiled its been a while since Ikebukuro has been this calm and peaceful, or at least thats what it felt like to me. I haven't seen Izaya in a week and I wondered if he ever thought about what had happened that day and maybe did he ever think about me?