Chapter 2 – A Female Doppelganger
The tall blond spun around to the voice. He knew he heard it right behind him. But when he turned, he faced her again.
"You ...broke it." She quietly said although she knew that was unnecessary. Her slender hands took hold of his manly ones. "You're bleeding." She said, examining his hands that had some red dots decorating it. "I'm sorry about this." She said as she brushed away the shards of glass. She took out something from her skirt's pocket. With a white cloth, the stranger started wrapping his left hand and then his right. After binding his wounds, she warmly smiled at him.
"Why?" Shizuo asked the girl but it only came out almost inaudible as if he was talking to the air. He felt better after he was patched up but why wasn't this girl afraid of him? He had his fist almost at her pretty face and now he had just wasted her drink.
"You're stupid." The girl suddenly said but to his surprise, he didn't react. Yeah, you're stupid for not tolerating your anger, he told himself.
"I apologise. I guess that means two free drinks for you, eh?"
"You're too kind!" The girl covered her mouth and giggled. He liked it when girls became too conservative to smile. Such girls are mysterious ones with interesting personalities, in his opinion. And such girls were hard to find nowadays. A lot of females could and would laugh as boisterously as a lad.
"Like you said, I am stupid." He shyly admitted and chuckled. He wasn't a high-minded idiot. He was very honest that he could bluntly call himself dumb if he really was. "Can you sit over there while I fetch you your drinks?" He pointed a finger at a tall seat located at the bar's long table. The girl nodded and rushed to take the seat.
The giant hunk turned around and took two steps before the girl spoke in her smooth voice, "You mean the first time you almost punched me?"
He turned around and met her mocking scarlet eyes. He sighed and left to get those free drinks. Luckily, when he came back, she was on the high bar chair, sitting with a leg crossed over the other. Her elbows were on the table and her chin rested on her open palms. He put the drinks in front of her and she looked up to him with a smile. She took hold of one of the tall glasses and took out the straw. She placed the straw on the table and drank the shake from the glass. When her lips parted with the glass, her lip gloss marked on the rim.
She noticed Shizuo's puzzled gaze at her and then quickly explained, "Straws are plastic. Plastic kills the earth. You know, when people don't demand for straws or plastic, the supply of these murderous things would diminish. No demand, no supply. If people wouldn't use straws or plastic, the supply would certainly lessen because the producers would see that it'll be a waste to create such things. No one likes something old-fashion, right? Plus, companies are nothing but money. If no one really buys plastics, producers would stop making plastics, thus making the earth a safer place to live in. Plastic kills the earth."
Shizuo gaped at her professional explanation. Although nerdy, she was still one hot chick. He couldn't stop staring at her legs that were covered in fishnets. The grey mini skirt she wore looked only two or three inches long. Her big round bust were trapped inside a tight tube top and jiggled when she moved. He was just annoyed that her jacket looked exactly like Izaya's fury black jacket. Her wavy hair that reached down to her skirt was also the same hair colour as his foe's. He was also annoyed that this person had the same scarlet eyes and would say things and smirk at him like Izaya would've done.
"You care too much." He gruffly commented.
"I love humans." She replied.
This made Shizuo's chocolate eyes enlarge in astonishment.