well, here is chapter 1 :) i know it is short but still i am sorry. i have an exam tomorrow so i thought that i'd give you guys this to enjoy

a lil' note that i won't update till 12th of june due to my exams and right after that i will with the speed of write-light ;)

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SHIZUOUS' POV:

Well, here I am again beside Tom-san helping him make these pesky good for nothing brats pay their debts… like seriously? Why do you take a loan in the first place if you can't pay it back? To think of a loan I got a pretty heavy loan on my head due to these shitty people who don't even want to repay their debts and that flea…

Oh how I hate him… ever heard of the thing from head to toe… well, for me, I hate his existence. I pray every night that he dies. That sly fox- no, that flea is on the top of my 'TO KILL LIST' and Shinra is on the last. Shinra is kind of like a friend… except the fact that he also pisses me off always asking or my blood sample and all makes me annoyed and want to kill him that instant but I restrain myself due to a friend. Yes, the Hewajima Shizuo has a friend… and not any normal friend but a headless friend. Her name is Celty. She is a nice lady or being or what ever she is… one thing is for sure she is definitely not human and so is my friend.

Well, coming back to reality. These guys are really pissing me off. Like why are they doing drugs- not like I care but it is really getting on my nerves… makes me want to kill them. With all their I don't care attitude. If you don't care then why did you take a loan in first place? This is what I can hear.

Tom: you really should pay me back. Its past your deadline.

One of them: eh? Why should I? I am a man of wild I don't pay back debts.

Tom: why do you like it the hard way?

The boy again: what is the hard way gramps? Spanking?

This is it… this is the moment I lose myself to my demon again and I scream out my usual line "HUH?" with the sudden rush of adrenaline in my muscles grabbing the nearby vending machine and lifting it… normal people can't do that but I Hewajima Shizuo, 24 years old man can. This is the reason that Shinra wants to test my blood and that flea calls me a monster. Oh I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. And another rush. With this I throw the vending machine in the air which rises to a height if 100 ft. and falls again. I thank lord for gravity or else everyone would actually know how many have I broke and Ikebukuro would be called "the land where vending machines are used by birds." Now that would be embarrassing wouldn't it?

The trembling teenagers run for their lives after paying Tom the money and I go on with my oh-so-very-famous-line "I hate violence." How ironic. Cursing every single being on this planet and heading onwards with the debt collecting. I actually do hate violence… its just that I have low tolerance. Nothing's wrong with me just a bad temper. Ant to be really honest it is not due to that flea, it was from the start. I would get pumped up on my little brother Kasuka for no reason and end up hurting myself. But, this flea also known as Orihara Izaya has played with me and my emotions more than anyone. Its like he is being paid to get on my nerves.

Remember how I told that I hate his existence. Yes, I really do. How can I not hate the very person who turned my life from normal to hell? I hadn't done anything wrong and yet every man present in Ikebukuro had to attack me. And every single time I'd see that flea there. Shinra stated that the fucking flea was as much interested in my strength as much as Shinra was. That's why I hate this strength.

The reasons are quiet simple:

1. 1. I can't love.

2. 2. I can't have a normal life

3. 3. I can't have a normal family…. Hell I can't even raise one. What if I killed my wife if when she were pregnant and also killed my second son because I got pissed. I wouldn't want that. Hell no one would.

4. 4. I can't have a normal job. The only job I have is somewhat to be really blunt, a bartender who is the bodyguard of a debt collector. The pay is not much but it's much so I don't survive.

5. 5. Lastly, I can't pay back this huge debt of all the sign posts and vending machines on me… and the reason is two words; Orihara Izaya.

I want all these things to be a part of my life. I was raised in a normal family and faced no traumas but still I have th-thi-this special ability which I seem to hate. But no! Nobody cares. Why? Because, my existence not that important as a person. I think that everyone in Ikebukuro will have a party when I die. Sadly, that is also not possible. I have been hit by so many things and survived. Some of which are; three trucks, a hand knife that stabbed my heart, baseball bats, metallic rods and guns. I don't think that any one would survive this. But I did. And I am grateful too at one point but when I see that how much I owe I really curse myself on the fact that I can't die.

Yes, the debt. The heavy debt of 6,450,000 yens, out of which I have only paid 445,000 yens. And whose fault is it that I have developed such a heavy debt. Well the person none other that Orihara Izaya. Whenever that slender man with that sly smirk and pitch black spiky hair comes in my mind my blood starts to boil automatically and to kill that sensation I have to smoke. The nicotine makes all of the Izaya thoughts go away. And it makes my mind peaceful.

But to be really honest with myself, I think about that flea 20 out of 24 hours of the day. I am the worst and should actually kill myself on this. No matter how much I hate him. He is always on my mind. Not the way a man has his lover on his mind. But everything I see, everywhere I go and everyone I see remind me of him. He has played with many lives in Ikebukuro almost every person. Why? Because, according to him, he 'loves humans and loves to see the different emotions they can show when put through difficult situations.' And the fact that people are so blind and dumb that the go to him too as he is Ikebukuro and Shinjikus' best informer.

When ever any person steps in his office that is the time his game starts with that poor soul. I don't feel sorry on them. I feel pity. Why? Because of the fact that people know the kind of person Izaya is but still they go to him whenever they think that now they are doomed. And that flea helps them too with his special price. And when they pay it, the people who were once dying for that flea to help them end up hating him.

And there is only one thing I can say on this one; if you can't pay the price, then, don't go to a person who has set it too high.

This is my usual train of thought while heading home since Tom told me that he had no more debts to take. I look up at the sky. The rain stopped. It was 7:30 at the night and I was standing in front of my dusty little apartment.

I closed the door behind me saying "at least I have an apartment… I hope I don't meet that flea tomorrow. If I did I'll kill him for sure." My regular good night line. I slipped inside my sheets wearing shorts and a short sleeved t-shirt and went to sleep dreaming of what I don't have, what I have and what I am yet to have.

well, everyone review if you want chapter 2 :P

till then God bless you and your families.

bye :)