Author's Note: Hello there, readers! Thank you very much for every kind of lovely response to my fic :) Here's another chapter for you... Though a bit short, sorry.

Coldplay – What If

"Every step that you take
Could be your biggest mistake
It could bend or it could break
But that's the risk that you take"

"How again have you figured out it's a good idea? Because, somehow... I can't get it. Hell no, Shinra! I'd rather stick with the crutches and a broken leg til' the end of my days...!" Once in a while, nowadays suspiciously often, Shinra's lunacy was being confirmed by some strange shit he said or did. It was both today...

"But why not? She didn't do anything to you..." he pleaded.

"That not the problem! She's that stupid flea's secretary! How can you not see the level of insanity in it, as to even consider the idea? He pays her, so he'll definitely use her to get information about me. And I can tell, she's not that kind of person to be bothered by her conscience... I saw her, I heard her talk. She's a devil, not a woman... What's more, I'm certain that the pest can pay her more than I if there was a need to buy her loyalty. Since, as far as it goes, money is the only thing she's probably loyal to..."

"How can you know all this? Isn't it a bit far fetched? And even if, Izaya has other ways of gathering information about you. I also believe Namie-san isn't exactly fond of him, so it's highly improbable she'll co-operate with him in that aspect. Even for the money. She would have pestered him about that and he isn't in a mood to tolerate that nowadays... You should know something about the source of that foul mood, actually..." he said innocently, yet his smile told a different story. My brow twitched...

"Oh really? How the heck you know? And why do you know it in the first place, huh...?" I jabbed his chest with a finger.

"I've been in his condo, as that's the easiest place to take a hold of Namie-san, and he was there of course. At my question how your supposed talk went, he described in details the way he yearned to turn you into a eunuch. Rather obvious from there, right? By the way, it was strangely disturbing to hear him talk that way. It was resembling too much your usual 'flea-kill speech'. It gave me creeps... But guess when you're with someone, then you tend to catch a thing or two fro-"

"Don't even try to end the sentence, Shinra, or you will have to explain Celty why you suddenly had to became a monk, get it?" I poked him with my finger again, harder this time, just to assure of being understood.

"Geez... Righ, ok, I get it... I've already told you there's no need to be so secretive, but whatever you want..." he said in defeat. I didn't bother to correct him once more, it could end in a one-sided fight once it started...

"Great. It doesn't matter right now. He told you anything else about the meeting? And don't try lying to me, because it's pissing me off! If you got to know about the flea's move on me – as someone failed to keep a promise..." I looked meaningfully at Celty who was with us as well, only chatting on her computer. "I deserve something in return." I announced firmly.

"Eeee... I am innocent! I didn't tell anyone anything. It's not my fault that people like informing me about things...!" Shinra defended himself.

"Do I look like I care...? He did or did not tell you more about what took place at that stupid apartment? It's all I want to know." I repeated, pinning Shinra with my gaze to his spot.

"Mhmp... I'm not sure if it's going to help me in staying alive, though... Well... He... mentioned... a thing or two. But no-one else knows! I didn't tell anyone, that is." he assured me right away. I frowned.

"You sure about that?"

"Ha ha... Well... I might have told Celty..." he added uncertainly, shrinking into the sofa he was sitting on.

"Figures..." I sighed tiredly. It was about time to realise those two shared everything these days... Not to make the same mistake twice. For once... Suddenly, something struck me. "'I didn't tell anyone, that is.' - what's that supposed to mean? Why have you corrected yourself after saying that nobody knows?" I asked suspiciously. Alarm bells started ringing loudly in my head and I was afraid to hear Shinra's answer.

"..."

"Shinra..."

"..."

"Shinra!"

"Ech..."

"Shinra! Fucking tell me right now what the hell that means!" I shouted finally. He wasn't going to keep that away from me. Not a chance...

"Well... you see... Izaya... happened to be a bit... angered by your... certain doings and... you know how he is... He said he decided to... give you a lesson. That's what he'd said at least. And then he announced what happened to me, as I've already told you. But there was also Namie-san who have heard it... and it didn't look like he was bothered by it. Rather as if... he wanted her to know it, despite the possibility of being mercilessly teased. And after that he announced that... he had to make the world aware of 'Shizu-chan's'... inclinations and the change of 'Shizu-chan's and Orihara Izaya's' relationship status. From mutual enemies to a one-sided love interest on your side. Then he just turned to his computer and started typing like mad... I don't think you'll like the results of this..." Shinra whispered almost, probably observing the changes on my face during his speech.

I don't know what was stronger. My anger or fear... This fucking shit...! He dared to go that far as to... No... I couldn't let him to continue this. God knows what he'd managed to pull off up to this point. And knowing the crowd in Ikebukuro and the neighbourhood – many, if not the most, will believe into it. They all had a fucking sick imagination! Especially those in Dotachin's gang... One had to be deaf to avoid their idiotic discussions. I couldn't comprehend how Dotachin' put up with those perverts...!

I had to stop that madness. I could feel my blood pressure rising already and only with the knowledge of the flea's possible machinations. What if it was circulating around Ikebukuro as I was sitting here, doing nothing? If they have already started to talk, the rumours will spread with an enormously fast speed, I was sure. Possibility of people talking about me and that bastard with such connotations... with me... in love with the pest? Me being... gay? Me being fucking stared at in result? I would go rampant in an instant if something of the kind reached my ears while walking down the streets. Or rather still limping... Now I would be a double topic of conversations.

'Heiwajima? Oh, he had an accident and broke his leg. Finally something took him down. You know some details?' and 'Heiwajima? You know that he's actually gay? And what's even better? They say he changed his mind and now is in love with... Orihara Izaya... You know! The one he was always chasing after! I knew there was a reason for it! Poor him... such an unrequited love..." or even better 'You know Heiwajima Shizuo? The monster of Ikebukuro? He had an accident and Orihara Izaya found him. He saved his life, actually, and then Heiwajima had a change of heart. He fell in love with him because of that! With his saviour... How romantic, ne~?'

I could imagine it all, thanks to Shinra and his made up story from before. Others weren't any different and some of them even worse, for certain. There couldn't be enough signs in the whole Tokyo to shut them up if they'd start to talk... Fuck! I was getting angrier with every second... Stupid bastard! He was the one who made the first step! Why was he trying to make us the topic of the day? It wasn't like they would just focus on me... Didn't he tell something about that kind of gossip ruining his reputation? He'd gone mad, just as I thought! And why the fuck I had to go and do a thing like that? I wanted him to shut up, not the other way around...!

The remembrance of the kiss made my cheeks hotter. Bloody hell! I intended to forget about that idiotic idea of mine. It was the flea, for Christ's sake! An enemy! A male enemy at that! And I kissed him just to... what? Prove a point? I felt a sudden need to beat myself into a bloody pulp as well. What was I thinking about? Yeah... Right... I wasn't really thinking... I just reacted to this fucks provocation again. And what have I told him? That 'I could play that game of his'? The thought of joining and continuing that 'game' of his shouldn't even cross my mind! I should have punched him in the face to broke his nose at least and leave him to bleed! But... I kissed him. And I couldn't even explain it as a dominating tactic, really... It wasn't aggressive no matter how much I wanted it to be...

Shit! I felt my skin getting hotter again at the thought of it, because... a moment longer and I would have forgotten who was it in front of me exactly, who was I kissing... I had to open my eyes to remind myself and then he opened his too and I was lost for a second, so many emotions filling me that it almost overwhelmed me. For that split second I forgot what was it that I wanted to prove to him and it was too much. Remnants of my reasoning yelled at me to run and, thankfully, I did. In my mind at least, in reality it was a painfully slow walk. I was able to leave without that flea's comment, however, and for that I was incredibly grateful...

I shouldn't think about that now! I had more pressing matters to focus on! Like figuring out what to do in order to cease the bastard's plan or whatever it was according to him. I wasn't looking forward to meeting him... again. Our latest encounters ended... badly. Really badly. I've had enough of him already! Why the hell did he insisted on monopolizing my time and thoughts to such extent? Who the hell gave him the right to? He just barged without asking and was adamant on making it a war for me out there... I was sick of it all! So what? I couldn't deal with it without actual confrontation...? Fuck! Someone must have cursed me recently... It couldn't be happening without a reason. Who hated me that much? To go to such extent...

"-there? Shizuo! I'm talking to you!" Shinra's loud voice reached my ears and stopped the accumulated thoughts.

"What?"

"You could have fooled me you achieved Nirvana! I was talking to you all this time and your eyes were distant like you weren't here at all. What was that?"

"I was as far from Nirvana as possible... I tried coping with your revelations. Ech... I have to do something obviously. I won't be a public Orihara's gay stalker for fucking Christ! No way in hell! If he thinks he's going to win that, he's very much mistaken! I'm going to show him what real rage is! Stupid flea!"

"Nice... I can't stop thinking you're made for each other in such moments, Shizuo... Denying won't do you good in my opinion. Shouldn't you consider co-"

"Kill! One more word...!" I growled and Shinra shut up.

Good, one person silenced – how many millions to go?

Florence + The Machine – Girl With One Eye

"Oh, my reputation's kinda clouded with dirt
That's why you sleep with one eye open
That's the price you paid

I'll cut your little heart out cause you made me cry"

"Don't you think it's dangerous, Orihara-san? Teasing your love boy...? What if he prefers to stay secretive? And here you are... announcing the information like a street paper boy. Aren't you afraid of your own ass? That boy-toy of yours seems rather aggressive most of times... What if he bruises your precious face after being betrayed by you...?" Namie asked in a conversational tone.

I swivelled in my favourite chair and stopped to look at her in amusement. Her teasing really didn't bother me this time. I've got much more in return... Shizu-chan must have already heard about my plan from Shinra and about Namie's recently acquired knowledge. It was a safe bet that it angered him... just to my liking!

"Namie-san, Namie-san... Are your deduction skills none? You noticed where I live after all this time working for me? Shinjuku, right? In a condo. On the highest level. And guess whose lift isn't working from about and hour since you've got here? Yes..." I laughed lightly, seeing her expression – somewhere between shock and the need to murder.

"You've broken the lift? How the hell am I supposed to get here every morning? You don't expect me to go up all those stairs just to sort your files...! I refuse! Or am at least having a fifty percent pay rise!" she spatted at me angrily.

"Some exercise will do you good, Namie-san! You're putting on weight form all this desk work, don't you think...?" I sized her up with my eyes perfidiously.

"I'm perfectly fine without it." she replied through greeted teeth. Women were so easy to irritate with that kind of things, even when they weren't the truth... My luck!

"If you say so... Just don't think I'll buy a bigger chair for you in the end... Now, going back to a more interesting topic... Haven't you by accident notice that my boy-toy had a tragic accident resulting in a painfully broken leg? He has to use crutches. You think he will be able to reach this floor without the help of a certain not working lift? I don't think so..." I explained happily, going back to my work – a chat this time. One of the best ways to make information reach the streets and houses of numerous people.

Kanra-chan: I've actually seen Heiwajima Shizuo chasing Orihara Izaya with a bouquet of flowers not so long ago... But you know, there's something wrong with his leg and he couldn't catch up with him and he was so angered by it that he threw one of his crutches at an innocent passer-by...

Setton-san: But when have you seen it? It's impossible... People haven't seen him in town recently at all... And with flowers? What kind of flowers? Did Izaya-san stop to talk with him at all? Weren't they trying to kill each other?

Kanra-chan: Because it all happened during the night! My friend saw it too! And those were red roses of course... How romantic... He must really love him! A cursed love... Did you know that Heiwajima-san was gay? Isn't it gross? What do you think...? Because one of my friend? She thinks they will end up in hell, she's a fanatic Christian...

Tanaka Taro: But... But... That can't be true, right? I mean... There's nothing wrong...

Kanra-chan: Oh, she once told me that's because of all the naughty things the do when they shouldn't and sometimes they even...

Tanaka Taro has left the chat.

Kanra-chan: Oh, have I insulted him? It's not like I myself have something against gay people. It's just that my friend says...

Setton-san has left the chat.

Oh, well... It wasn't a disaster that they all left. I just couldn't hold back from messing around as usual. There were many other chat-rooms and sites that I could fill with Shizu-chan's newly discovered gayness and his love for me... What a heavenly revenge that was... One that would definitely hit Shizu-chan in the stomach and leave him short of breath. He heated being the centre of attention and that kind of gossips...

That's what he gets from starting a fight with Orihara Izaya. He wanted madness? That's what he was going to get. I will leave this unscathed and Shizu-chan's rage will flood the city... He will be dealing with people and when they're hungry for information and spicy details, and that will be the case for sure, the brute's peaceful days won't last. He shouldn't have kissed me...

I have just opened a graphic program to make a trick photo of Shizu-chan stalking me – to put at my own 'stalker's' site, when a cruel noise filled my ears.

"IZAAAYAAA-KUUUN! KILL!"

Ups...! Seems like I underestimated someone...

"Looks like your boy-toy came to bash your head." Namie exclaimed happily.

Shit!