Celebrate! Throw a party! Invite the whole fucking world! Orihara Izaya was leaving Ikebukuro for a whole freaking three weeks!

Shizuo grinned ear to ear for the rest of that day. Spectators slinked away at the sight of the blonde and it was even creepier as to the fact he had dried blood caking his face.

Tom found him after his little rampage and was taken aback at the ex-bartender's horrid appearance.

"Shizuo? Man, what happened to you?" he asked in shock.

"Hm? Oh hi, Tom. I got into a little gang fight."

"Little? That's one hell of an injury! Shouldn't you visit your doctor friend? Wasn't it Shinka or Shi-something?" he tried to remember.

"Oh Shinra? I think I should…" he said scratching the back of his head.

"Uh…yeah. Definitely." He said, eyeing the fresh blood that seeped from the wound.

Shizuo flashed an apology smile and waved to Tom as he headed for Shinra's place.

He walked for a while in a daze; too happy to comprehend where he really was but bumped into Shinra himself.

"Oh. Hi. I need you to help me." He said bluntly.

The underground doctor turned at the blunt statement ready to fake hurt for only being used as a 'fix-me' tool until he noticed all the blood on his friend's face.

"EEEEEHHHH!? Shizuo!? What happened to you!? Come with me!" Shinra panicked. "And explain what happened on the way!" he started to drag Shizuo along.

"Whoa I can walk you know," he told the frantic Shinra who disregarded the statement.

"But I was caught in a gang fight. No biggie. Just the stupid parasite."

"Izaya?" Shizuo said confused. "Isn't it Friday?" he said curiously. "He told me he had work to do."

"Apparently the flea lied because he dragged his scrawny ass to Ikebukuro to fucking say bye." The blonde huffed angrily.

"Bye? Where is he going?"

"Fucking flea said the Yakuza gave him an 'all-expenses-paid vacation to England."

"England…" the glasses wearing man said, trailing off.

"Yeah? What's in England anyways? Its just a bunch of idiots who use fancy words." He thought about if for a second. "It fits the flea. Using big ass words."

Shinra laughed at the comment. "He simply understands more than us."

"Then why can't he understand I don't want him in Ikebukuro?"

"Touché." The doctor said, opening the door to his house. "Come in." he said turning. He spotted Celty when he entered the door.

"Celty my love~!" he swooned, hugging her and then promptly getting stabbed in the gut by her elbow. He coughed out of breath and doubled over.

[Hello Shizuo. What happened to you?!] Her typing was concerned.

"Hey Celty. Just got in a fight. I'll be fine."

Her helmet made a short nod and she went into the kitchen. Meanwhile Shinra recovered and he fixed his glasses. "Totally worth the pain..." he wheezed out.

"Now let's treat you..." he took out various bandages and disinfectants and got into doctor mode, treating Shizuo carefully.

"So he's not gonna be here for three weeks?" Shinra sighed.

"So?" Shizuo said. "Isn't it a good thing? He gets to go party his ass off while there can be peace here until he comes back."

Shinra shot him an incredulous look. "Alright. Let's say that the Yakuza did give him this so-called 'vacation'. Do you really believe that the Yakuza would give him a vacation? From the goodness in their hearts? He might be in England for a top secret job knowing him and he might be looking for information like he always does. The 'vacation' part might just be a cover." He shrugged.

"Fuck!" Shizuo cursed loudly. He hadn't thought of that possibility.

Meanwhile Izaya had gotten injured by some idiots who thought they could become big shots by taking him down. A small but deep gash lined the side of his arm and was bleeding. Izaya applied pressure and made his way to tell his best friend that he was leaving Japan for some time. He was about to knock and enter with his excited grin when he overheard the conversation between the two.

"So now what? We just wait until that parasite comes back and ruins our lives again? I say we enjoy it. Let's have a small party or something," Shizuo grunted.

Shinra simply smiled in return. "I'll call Kyouhei. Of course Celty and I will be there. We could also get his assistant Namie and those three high school kids."

"Sounds fine. I don't care who comes as long as they're celebrating that the flea won't be around for some time."

The debt collector and doctor continue their conversation while on the outside Izaya's heart and mask shattered and fell to the floor slowly. Piece….by piece…..by piece….until there was nothing left. His hand fell from the door and he stared at it disbelievingly. His face portrayed shock and betrayal. He could manage Shizuo saying that he hated him. He always did! Even the party was pushing it a bit but he could get over it! But Shinra? Shinra was supposed to be his friend! Was this…true?

'They….really…do hate me…don't they…?' he thought. 'I thought…Shinra…that maybe…'

He turned…and walked away.

A single drop of blood was the only proof he was really there.

I feel terrible writing this but it was needed…anyways thanks for the reviews and you should all feel honored I'm uploading early! I'm just too nice. This should get some more reviews and whatnot. Anyways~! Off to chapter 4~! See you all next chapter hopefully! I promise it will be longer.