Sides

by girlwonderrobyn

So this actual fanfiction is called Sides. On one side, we have Izaya's POV. And on the other side we have Shizuo's POV. And they shall be titled as so, so that you know who's POV the story is in. It will usually be Izaya then Shizuo and so on.

2. On The Other Side

-10:57pm-

Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. I will kill him till he's dead. Deader than dead. Kill him. I will kill him.

-11:03pm-

Heiwajima Shizuo was calmly walking through the streets with his hands in his pockets. His usual attire of a bartender's suit, that his brother had given him so many of, was pretty messed up. His collar was scruffy, his sleeves were rolled way up his arms, tears and stains on his pants and white shirt. The stains were a mixture of blood, dirt and grass. And most of the blood wasn't even his.

Nobody dared to question him and even if the brave one or two did, he completed ignored them. All except Simon.

Shizuo lifted his head from being permentantly glued to the pavement in front of him and stared at Simon as he spoke.

"Shizuo! You look rough! We have a special deal today on sour cream sushi! Want to try it? It's good, it's cheap!" the taller man chanted. "You look like you've been fighting again, Shizuo."

The blonde grunted and scoffed, "And so what?" he muttered as he shook his head, walking away. He raised a hand in the air "some other time" he called out then dropped his hand down and stuffed it back into his pocket. He wondered if Tom had another job yet. Mind you, he wouldn't mind if Celty was free to talk either.

Or maybe he didn't need to talk. Maybe just.. punch Izaya. Yeah. That sounded like the better option.