Ikebukuro:

Shizuo had made all preparations to go to England. He borrowed a little money from Kasuka, got his paycheck a bit early and paid with what he had. He was going to find that flea! He even packed and looked up a standard hotel. He was set to go to England within the hour. He called a taxi to his apartment and the taxi driver nearly pissed himself when he realized who was in the car with him. He was so scared, that he let Shizuo ride for free. The blonde simply shrugged and got out.

The most frustrating thing was that he couldn't smoke. He just packed his cigarettes and lighter in his checked baggage. He scowled all the way through security check and they called four guards to stand backup as they checked him. The security guards could literally see their deaths as Shizuo's glare pierced into them when they asked if he could take his vest off. He was NOT going to take off the vest Kasuka gave him.

After security check, he sighed and waited at the terminal. Fucking guards, fucking police, fucking scared shitless people, fucking fuck! He officially hated airports.

His flight was called over the intercom after around fifteen minutes and Shizuo boarded the flight. He sat at his seat in coach. Ugh…this was going to be hell.

The person to his left, for he had a window seat, was literally freaking the fucking hell out. He trembled and whimpered when Shizuo would adjust in the seat. Once he shot the man an irritated look and he passed out. Well at least he would be quiet.

An announcement came on and soon they were underway to England. This was going to be a long flight…

Meanwhile:

Back at the Phantomhive manor, Izaya and Sebastian were currently arguing over what to prepare for dinner.

"I say we should make something Japanese for him! He always eats your English food!" Izaya shot.

"But the young master might not like Japanese food. He has only had it once." Sebastian said back.

"See? That's why he should try something different!"

"I contradict that statement," the butler continued.

"Oh hush! I'm going to ask him!" the informant walked calmly to Ciel's study room and knocked twice.

"Enter," was heard from inside.

He opened the door and entered. "Hello~!"

Ciel looked up from his papers. "Izaya?"

The raven smiled. "Sorry to disturb you~!" he walked over next to Ciel. "I just wanted to know what you wanted for dinner. I thought something Japanese would be different but Sebastian insists on serving you the regular food you eat."

The eye patch-wearing boy looked at Izaya. He was arguing with Sebastian?

After contemplating it, he sighed. "I'll try something Japanese."

The informant grinned. "I told him so~! Sebastian now owes me a tour~!"

"Owes you? You made a bet over my dinner preferences?"

"Well we had to do something~! Anyways. We'll be back with dinner~!" he glanced at Ciel's paperwork and his eyes roamed the paper at lightning speed.

"And you should disregard that offer. If you do that, he'll take over your company." He flashed another smile and left.

Ciel was at a loss for words. First Sebastian has a brother, then he sees his butler nearly lose it, they make a bet over him, and now Izaya just got involved in his work! '…a nice change of pace I guess…'

Izaya walked back to Sebastian and smirked. "I win~!" he declared proudly.

Sebastian made a slight face at losing and then ruffled the informant's hair once more.

"Quit!" he sulked.

Mey-Rin, Bard, and Finny were speechless. They were messing with each other and literally, in a sense, playing! What had the world come to?!

The two started gathering up ingredients and Izaya started cooking some chicken.

While he was cooking it, the raven shivered slightly.

"Cold?" he got a nod in response.

"Where's your jacket?"

"Upstairs. I don't want to go get it though. I might burn the chicken since you can't cook it~!" he teased playfully.

The demon butler sighed in defeat and hugged his brother, warming his arms by running his hands over them slowly. Izaya closed his eyes at the warmth and smiled slightly. They were exchanging a bit of energy which turned into heat. On the other hand, Mey-Rin, who didn't know this, had a massive 'overload' attack and passed out while Bard's mouth was agape, his eyes bulging and Finny was biting his hand to quiet himself.

After a second, they broke away and Sebastian's mouth went up in a slight smile.

"Warm?" he got a light slap on his arm for an answer.

"Mey-Rin passed out…"

"Oh dear…" Sebastian walked over to the door just as Bard and Finny dragged Mey-Rin away.

Bard sweat dropped and wiped his forehead. "Phew…almost caught. We would have died…"

Finny nodded and suddenly the doorbell rang. In the kitchen, Izaya offered to get the door and he strode to the front door, swinging the massive doors open.

A small girl, with blonde, curly hair that bounced, stood there beaming. She wore a proper dress with frills and bright colors. "Sebastian! How are you? Sorry I haven't visited!"

The informant sighed. Why didn't people look at who they were talking to…? But he slapped on a grin.

"I'm sorry. I'm not Sebastian. Would you prefer it if he were here?"

She gazed up at Izaya and her face turned in the expressions Izaya predicted them to turn. From confused, to shocked, to apologetic.

"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry! Who might you be?"

"My name is Izaya. You must be Lady Elizabeth. I've hear about you from Sebastian." He smiled. "Please, come inside. It's cold." He escorted her in.

"I'll go get Ciel. Me and Sebastian were making dinner~!" he turned. "Bard! Mey-Rin! Finny! Lady Elizabeth is here!" he called.

The four appeared from nowhere and started greeting her, fawning.

The informant coughed slightly for attention and shivered again slightly. It was unnoticeable to human eyes though. "It would be nice if you joined us for dinner. I'll ask Ciel. We have extra anyways."

He found the young master shortly afterwards. "Lady Elizabeth is here. Will she be staying for dinner? She certainly wants to."

Ciel paled and sighed. "Yes…she will. Tell Sebastian we will be having company and to set a second chair."

"I already set the table for her~!" he strolled out.

Ciel simply shook his head.

Back at the kitchen, Izaya hugged his brother from behind. "We have company~! Lady Elizabeth is here."

He raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Well then…" he patted his brother's arm and felt him shiver at the contrasting contact.

"Is it getting worse?" Sebastian whispered.

He felt Izaya nod. "I'll fix it later…"

"And I'll come with." Sebastian said.

"Now, lets just do dinner." He continued to work and in a matter of half an hour, the food was ready.

They called the young master and Lady Elizabeth to the table and served. Sebastian started announcing what dinner was.

"Today's meal consists of Teriyaki chicken with noodles and vegetables with a side of rice and for dessert, some dango with green tea."

"Japanese?" Elizabeth asked in awe. She beamed a smile at Ciel and he sent a nervous smile back.

Dinner was served and Ciel took a bite and stopped in surprise.

"Is it not to your liking, Bocchan?"

"No…it's really good. Thank you Izaya."

He simply smiled.

With Shizuo:

Fina-fucking-ly! He was off of that damned plane! It had been hell! He could barely speak to the guy next to him! He needed to use the washroom but noooo; he would cower and hide his face. He was so pissed.

He took a deep breath and grabbed his luggage. Some creepy woman even kept asking him if he needed anything. She was so persistent!

He walked over to a taxi and got in. He told the man the address in his half-fluent English.

The driver made conversation with him.

"You're the second Japanese in the last month. Something special around here?"

"No, nothing. I've come to look for someone."

"Was it a woman?"

"Oh, no. I came here to drag someone back to Japan with me."

The driver laughed.

"Well I met a fellow earlier. The strangest colored eyes I have ever seen. And he seemed to particularly like his coat."

Shizuo's eyes snapped to the driver.

"Did he have black hair, a thin figure, speak perfect fluent American English, have red eyes and his coat was fur-trimmed?" he asked frantically.

"Yes he did. Was he this friend of yours?"

The blonde grimaced at the word friend but said yes.

"Can you take me to where he was and take my suitcase to the location I gave you? The bell desk should put it in my room."

"Of course. I'll drop you off directly where your friend went."

"Thank you."

In an hour they reached the place and he was dropped off.

"Good luck with your friend."

The debt-collector simply nodded and started walking.

Thanks to Alwaysblu again as well as Guest for reviewing~! And don't forget to vote in my poll everyone~! So far it is a tie! Poll:

I'm planning on making another Shizaya story soon. What should Izaya's disability be? (Because I'm so mean...)

Have Amnesia – 1

Injured severely by gang members – 1

Blind – 0

Mute – 0

Deaf – 0

Losing all Five Senses (no death. Always a loop because I hate death fics) – 0

Injured severely by Shizuo – 0

So it's a tie~! Amnesia or injured…My poll will end as soon as this story is over~!