Izaya POV
I was done spending the last week and a half not doing anything. It was driving me crazy! I had to do something! I jumped out of my chair and grabbed my coat that was hanging on the door. I locked my office and skipped down the street. And yes I mean skipped, I like to stand out. I'm special and the people deserve to know it.
I thought about where I should go then an idea struck and I smiled on my way to Ikebukuro.
Shizuo POV
I had just finished a job with Tom when I spotted a familiar figure with black hair and a fur trimmed coat. At first I was going to try not to make a scene as I did so often but then I thought of the infuriating conversation I had with my brother, "I think you're in love with Izaya," and that really got my blood boiling.
I grabbed the small green trashcan that sat next to me and chucked it at Izaya. He turned around at the last second and quickly dodged it. "Izzzzzzzaaaaaayyyyaaaaaa!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and I ran toward him. He smiled and turned and ran. I could hear Tom yelling after me but I was long gone.